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Carter: I'm sorry. I should have said something, but you were so anti rich people. Anna: I'm even more anti liars. Carter: I wanted you to get to know me first. Anna: Okay. And meanwhile, I take you to my favorite thrift store, give you a tour of Roach Manor this morning... and you must have been laughing your head off. Carter: No, not at all. I love that stuff. Anna: A little slumming, is that it? Carter: You know, before you knew about all this, you saw me for what I am--a regular guy. Anna: A "regular" guy doesn't patronize people. You made me look like an idiot. Carter: Anna, I'm sorry. Anna: Forget it, Carter.

Benton: You intentionally sidelined me for that, didn't you? Corday: What? Benton: Handing me off to Anspaugh so you could be with Romano. Corday: That's the silliest thing I've ever heard. He called me in to consult. Not the other way around. Benton: If you say so. Corday: No, it's not just what I say. That's the way it was.

Mark: (after a patient walked out because of the way he treated her) It's not my job to be their best friend. Carol: No--just their caregiver.

Carol: What's the statute of limitations on post traumatic stress? Doug: Cut him some slack. Carol: I think we've all cut him plenty. He needs some help. Doug: He doesn't need a shrink. He needs friends who are supportive. Carol: He's not going to have any friends to be supportive if he keeps this up.

Cynthia: You don't like being swept off your feet? Jeanie: It's the landing that's the problem.

Carol: How many patients do you think we see in the hospital every year? Mark: Would that be real patients, or turkeys? Carol: Forget I asked. Mark: Your count will be about 95% higher if you count all the wackos.

Carol: Hey, how many patients do you think we see in the hospital every year? Doug: Too many.

Doug: I love you, Carol. Carol: (to herself, after Doug drives away) I love you, too.

Corday: (to Romano, during a conversation with him and Benton) He simply wants to keep an eye on me, don't you, Dr. Benton. Benton: Someone needs to.

Corday: (to Benton) You smell of talcum powder. That's sooo sweet.

Corday: (to Dr. Benton, after he tricked her) Shedding your skin, Dr. Snake?