JD: (Dr. Molly Clock, the new attending psychiatrist. Yes, she was HOHHHT! But I wasn't a fan. For one thing, she's always calling me "Johnny." Also, she wasn't very nice)
Molly: Hey, sit with us. We'll make room, even if I have to stand
JD: (What a bitch! Plus, she's always with Elliot; and since I dumped her, we weren't getting along all that great) Anybody got any extra ketchup packets? [Elliot whips a handful at him]
JD: Thank you, Elliot
Elliot: Mm
JD: I do have three questions, though: Why do you hate me when I show you nothing but love? Who's gonna tell my mom? And what the hell am I supposed to do with ten thousand "John Dorian, Chief Resident" business cards!?!?!
Cox: Yeah, Scarlett? You're chief resident too
JD: Uh, what now?
Cox: Well, I figure with her being ridiculously book-smart to the point where she has almost no interpersonal skills, and you being warm and cuddly as an un-potty trained labradoodle and about as useful in high-stress medical situations as an un-potty trained labradoodle, together the two of you make one barely passable doctor... slash labradoodle
Dr. Kelso: Son, you were gathering a group of large orderlies to get the lightbulb out of the patient by doing what?
Doug: Shaking him like a beach towel
Dr. Kelso: Goodbye!
JD: Now, come on, you nerds!
Elliot: Don't worry, I just came to check on my patients
JD: Do whatever you want, just don't come over to my area
Elliot: You couldn't pay me to come over to your area
JD: Well, I wouldn't pay you
Elliot: Well, you don't have enough money
JD: It just so happens I have a rich uncle who'd do anything for me, but I'd never call in that favor just to pay you to come over to my area! (Got her!)