Becker: We have three exam rooms, that's A, B and C. What happens if someone comes in with... Oh, I don't know.. Migraine?
Linda: Headache... A for ache
Linda: B for baby
Linda: C for see through. Is it really that tough to follow?
Becker: Just call me Dr. Becker, geriatric pimp.
Mrs. Forrester: I've been looking at caskets. I have my eye on the mahogany.
John Becker: Right about now, I'm thinking of a ziploc bag and a catapult.
Margaret (to Becker): I'm sorry it took so long. Some lunatic was on the subway tracks in a superman outfit screaming that he was more powerful than a locomotive. He wasn't.
Becker: I'm trying to like people, but it's so hard to weed through the stupid ones.
Jake: Reg, we gotta get to the paper before he does so we can cut out everything that'll piss him off.
Reggie: That pretty much leaves the weather and Charlie Brown.
Becker: Yeah, you know I hate that pathetic little clod. How hard is it to kick a damn football?
We learn that Jake has been blind for only five years.
It's learned that Reggie was prom queen back in school.