Category: Season 2

“I said I think you may not be the worst resident ever, but I can’t be sure of stuff like that. Come on, I haven’t done the appropriate leg work!”

“I was scared. In fact, I was freaking out all day, because I’m quite confident that I’m gonna be an absolutely horrible father.”

“Nice call on the anti-seizure medication, there, Newbie. You know I’m actually starting to think you may not be the worst resident that ever lived.”

“Oh, from one hell to another.”

“You know, you are being very immature! And, oh, my God! Is that guy on fire!?”

“No, you look! If someone had asked me just this morning, Is there any way that I could have less respect for you two geniuses? I would have said, “No! No, that’s not possible!” But, lo and behold, you went and pulled it off. Congratulations. The only problem is I’m -I’m fresh out of blue ribbons, so instead, you’re gonna have to settle for a lifetime supply of my foot up your ass! Now go home. You’re not fit to work tonight.”

“Newsflash: you can’t drink and then come to work - you’re not airline pilots!”

“Newbie, if the next two words out of your mouth aren’t “see ya”, then the third word will be “Oh, my God, my crotch, you’ve punched me in the crotch.”

“Oh, hey, Bob, here’s an idea: What say you stop showing up altogether? We’ll just replace you with a giant time-clock. Oh, and if we ever get to missing you, we’ll just have a tiny little Bob Kelso cuckoo bird pop out every couple of minutes and say “I’ve never satisfied a woman. I’ve never satisfied a woman. I’ve never satisfied a woman.”

“Boy, I’ll tell you what, it’s just not a wedding without a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader, is it.”