Category: Season 4

Ohh, I would love to come take a look at your patient’s rash! But, also, if time allows, maybe we could go over some preliminary ideas for your wedding dress.

Pssst! Barbie! Listen carefully, because the policy remains unchanged: Unless someone is dying – and puh-lease note ‘dying’ not ‘dead’ – I’m not interested.

Oh, stop it. Why would I steal your moment? Except for maybe because payback is a bitch.

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.

That’s it! I want everybody to get out who is not an expert on lightbulbs! Go on! Get out! Out out out out out out out out out out out!

It’s just, you surgeons ride in here on your white horse and you save the day, and the best news that I ever get to give everybody, anybody, ever, is Oh, by the way, ma’am, were you aware that that breathing tube you have in your neck also comes in day-glo pink?”

Turtlehead! You’re gonna wanna get a piece of this! Come on.

Don’t tell me – you and Sweaty Teddy here are gonna finally have that commitment ceremony you’ve been dreaming about?

Honey, if you are coming in, I just might go ahead and phone up my pool-man and my architect so we can populate the room with just as many useless people as possible.

You know what? I’ve got a son, I don’t fantasize about Jordan dying as much anymore, and, even though it wasn’t planned, I’m actually pretty happy about the way this whole marriage thing has worked out. Sooo, would you please stop your chirping and step away from my personal life?