ER

(upon entering Eric's military hospital room) Abby: Hi. Eric: Were you expecting a strait jacket? Abby: No. You look nice. Eric: Fashion is key at a court martial.

Carter: Commuting on skis! Luka: What? Carter: Skiing to work. Luka: Yeah, I don't live far. Nice coat. Carter: Goodwill box. Luka: Hey, did you find him? Carter: Who? Luka: Abby's brother. Carter: Um, I'm just gonna try and catch a train to Midway and wait for it to open up. Luka: Where are you going? Carter: Nebraska. She's already there. She left last night. Luka: Did'nt go with her? Carter: I had a shift. Luka: Oh. Carter: I sent Gallant with her. Luka: Gallant? Carter: Yeah. Why? Susan: Carter! We've got multiples coming in.

(to a man who lost his wife and son in an accident and said Elizabeth couldn't understand his pain) Elizabeth: My husband, his name was Mark, he died... My God, I was about to say last year. It's only been six months.

(after the completion of the heart transplant) Elizabeth: I guess his brother will always be with him.

Drunk patient: They let you be a doctor, like this? Nathan: (suffering from tremors) Only on the patients they don't care about.

Susan: Is he getting consent? Corday: He's trying. Susan: Comes in handy I guess. Corday: What? Susan: He's good at talking patients into stuff.

Nathan: The husband wants to come in. Luka and Corday: (in unison) No!

Abby: All they had was Diet Shasta. Maggie: They still make this? Abby: I hope so.