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(Frank is holding up a Santa suit) Frank: Hey, what do you think? Abby: I don't know if you're the Santa type, Frank. Frank: What, too sexy?

(Frank and Jerry are both dressed like Santa and arguing) Abby: You guys, we already have the wasted angel of Bethlehem. Can we not have feuding St. Nicks?

Luka: Hey Erin. You are a very pretty girl. (He kisses her) Erin: You know, if you're trying to seduce me, this is a very unconventional approach. Luka: Really? Erin: You're supposed to get the girl drunk. Luka: I thought you were. Erin: The bedroom. Luka: I think it's up there. (She helps him to bed) Luka: You're staying here tonight? Erin: I'm gonna stay on the couch. Luka: There's more room in the bed. Erin: Oh, there always is.

Luka: Why do you want to be a doctor? Erin: I don't know. Good at science. Luka: I became a doctor to take care of people. To heal them. (lies down) Erin: You do. Every day. Luka: But strangers, only strangers. And not tomorrow. (Falls asleep)

Midget: Doc, you're not gonna press charges are you? Luka: You punched me in the face! Abby: What happened? Luka: Ah, vicious midget. Midget: Hey!

Abby: Are we o.k.? Luka: About what? Abby: Last night... in the bedroom Luka: Did I do something stupid? Abby: You don't remember? Luka: Had a couple of drinks... Abby: Couple of dozen... O.K. As long as we're alright.

(about being forced to work on Christmas because they're single) Luka: Yeah, I don't care. Christmas isn't what it's supposed to be anyway. Susan: No? Luka: Back home it was different. You know, we would take the kids sleigh-riding, cut down our own tree. My wife made the fish the night before, and then turkey for Christmas Day. Susan: Sounds perfect. Luka: (whispers) Yeah.

Luka: Hi. Abby: Hi. Luka: You going? Abby: Yeah, it's getting late. (sees the dice Luka got) Oh, somebody knows you pretty well. Luka: What did you get? (Abby hands him the snow globe. Luka winds it up) Abby: You alright? Luka: We don't talk much anymore. Like we don't know what to say. Abby: Well, we should fix that. We could get a cup of coffee or something, or you could come over for dinner? Carter orders up a mean pizza. Luka: (touches her arm) I miss you, Abby. Abby: Uh, okay, I'm gonna take a wild guess here; you've been drinking. Luka: So? Abby: So... maybe we should talk about this some other time? Luka: You don't look happy. Abby: I'm happy. Luka: That... that's good. I want you to be happy. I'm just saying that if you're not... Abby: I should go. Luka: I made mistakes. A lot, a lot of mistakes. Abby: Don't make another one.

Abby: Are you working tomorrow? Luka: Nooooo. Carter: Lucky you. Luka: Lucky for the patients.

Luka: I feel like crap. Abby: You don't look so good either. Luka: Thanks a lot...

Frank: (dressed in a Santa suit) Sit on my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas, little girl. Abby: I want it to be January.

Midget: Doc, I was just reaching up. Luka: With a clenched fist? Midget: I'm 4'11'', I always have a clenched fist!

Pratt: Your'e Jewish? Yosh: Converted. Pratt: Like Sammy Davis Jr.? Yosh: ...right.

Abby: Oh, my God. It's Harkins.

Romano: (to Frank) You know, I always thought of you as a big man, but compared to Jerry you're just sort of an ambitious elf, aren't you?

Luka: (to a patient, about the stethoscope) Jane, this can also be a lie detector.

Abby: (as Pratt is leaving) Anybody work here anymore?

Frank: SInce when is Santa scary? Pratt: Since he looks like a fat, old homeless dude.

(Frank is in a Santa Claus suit) Luka: Frank, do you dress like that every day? Frank: Why not? You dress like a doctor.