Susan: I hear divorcees have the best sex.
Chuck: We're technically annulled, not divorced.
Susan: Work with me here!
Chuck: I will...I got a roommate.
Susan: That's okay, I know a bench in Lincoln Park...
Chuck: It's been a pretty good gig being married to you, all in all. No complaints. If you ever need a letter of recommendation...
Susan: My resume speaks for itself.
Chuck: Is that split move you do, is that a 'special skill'?
Luka: (Chuck is intubating Ante in a helicopter)
He's about to go into V-tach! Don't miss!
Chuck: You're a real motivator, did anyone ever tell you that?
Carter: You picked a fight with an IV stand?
Curtis: You a doctor?
Carter: (puts on sterile gloves to address his wound) Just a hobby, really.
Gallant: (Gallant goes to assist Romano with his burned arm)
I'm not sure why you'd want an 'affirmative action imbecile' fixing you up, but if you're trying to humiliate me-
Romano: Zip it. You've demonstrated a certain amount of integrity. Now, that won't last long if you keep working here, but for the time being, it suits my purposes. I'd prefer to keep this between us.
Jack Carter: Not much of a party, huh?
Carter: Not much of a funeral.
Jack Carter: It was certainly memorable.
Carter: More like embarrassing.
Abby: (After Gamma's funeral in which a manic Eric falls into her open grave)
I'm gonna drop him (Eric) off at the hospital and then I'll come by the house, okay?
Carter: What for?
Abby: Because he agreed to be evaluated, maybe go into a locked ward.
Carter: No. I mean, why come by the house?
Abby: I know what happened was terrible...unforgivable, really. But my brother is sick and he's struggling. I'm just trying to help him survive.
Carter: I know. So go do that.
Susan: I thought nurses were supposed to be angels of mercy?
Chuny: Even mercy has a price.
Abby: (After Abby's brother Eric escapes from his psychiatric care facility)
You're a mess.
Eric: Yeah, I had to jump through a window and scoot through some bushes.
Abby: It's a voluntary program, you can leave whenever you want.
Eric: Where's the fun in that?
(Luka is asking Elizabeth to do the surgery on the Croatian boy while she's doing surgery in the OR)
Corday: It's just too far afield for me.
Luka: Come on! I'll do anything, I'll mow your lawn... I'll babysit Ella.
Corday: Over my dead body!
Shirley: Over this guy's, too.
Abby: He's calm now, I gave him some Depakote.
Carter: How much?
Abby: The whole bottle.
Susan: Botox party?
Patient: Your day will come.
Chuck: (to Luka) You've got to get low, like you're having sex in a Volkswagen. Know what I mean?
Luka: After all the talk we won't save this boy for only one reason--because we don't want to.
Weaver: It's more complicated than that, Luka.
Luka: Yeah, you're right. There's also the money.
(to Kerry, about the Croatian boy Ante)
Luka: I thought if I could save him, it would make me feel like maybe I was a doctor again.
Abby: Have you seen Carter?
Luka: Uh, he was here before. Everything o.k.?
Abby: (pause) Hey, I heard about the boy. Congratulations.
Luka: Thanks. (pause)
Abby: O.k. See you tomorrow.
Luka: Actually, you won't see me for a while. I'm going to the Congo.
Luka: The Alliance de Mediciné de Internationale. I'm off tomorrow, and then I'm going for West Africa.
Abby: I didn't realize that was so soon. (they hug) Take care of your self. I mean it.
Luka: Yeah. Hold down the fort. (leaves)
Dorset: I got a hot date. Hot little brunette in radiology.
Kovac: Oh, you'll be disappointed. Hey, listen. All you'll have to do is be there as a support surgeon.
Dorset: Ah, some dying kid's desperate mom snuck him on board a plane, huh? That's almost enough to pluck at my heart strings which, I might add are notoriosly unpluckable. I'll really be disappointed?
Luka: Trust me.
Dorset: Will Corday be scrubbing in?
Gallant: Dr. Romano, how's it going?
Romano: How's what going?
Romano: Get back to work.
Luka: What are you doing tonight?
Chuck: Take it easy cowboy, I'm a married man.
Gallant: I'll get Corday.
Romano: No get Lewis. She's the least annoying of the bunch down here.
Baseball Player's Father: He was on his way to be called up to 'The Show'.
Luka: What show?
Romano: Ignore him, he's foreign.
Romano: Checking out of the loser's lounge. Try not to kill anyone
Luka: (in a Dracula-like accent) We'll do our best!
Carter: You know I came in to find you, right? I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have come.
Abby: It's okay, things are gonna get better.
Carter: Can you do me a favor? Can you leave me alone?
Carter: I need some time. Can you just go?
The radio talk show airing when Romano's arm catches fire is The Dennis Prager Show.