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Luka: What time is your graduation ceremony? Abby: Noon... You're not gonna go? Luka: I'm off. Abby: Noooo. Thanks, but no. It's boring. It's boring! And, I'm not even sure I'm gonna go my self, so. Luka: To your own graduation? Abby: Yes, well it seems kinda pointless considering the fact that I might not actually get to practice medicine, so I would just rather, you know, no one come... Weaver: Abby, you got a minute? Abby: Yeah. (To Luka) But thanks.

Carter: Kem? They're gonna come down and take us to our new room soon. And when they come, they're gonna take the baby, and we're never gonna see him again... I don't know what the right thing is to say. I don't know what the right thing to do is... It was an accident! It was nothing that you did wrong, it was nothing that we did wrong. It just happened. I love you, and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. But we have to say goodbye to our son now. I have to help you to do that, and I don't know how to do that. Please help me. Please.

Jack: When your brother died, the thing I hated the most was other peoples platitudes. You're out of words. You don't know how you find the strength, but somehow you do. You can have another child... It was an accident, a tragic, unforeseeable accident. Carter: The whole thing was an accident. Jack: No it wasn't. You love each other. Everybody can see that. Carter: I don't know that she'd wanna have another baby with me. Jack: Sure she will. Give it some time.

Corday: A still born? Chen: Yeah, a true knot in the chord. Corday: How terrible. Chen: Ah, I can't even imagine! Corday: I'll try to get up there after rounds. Weaver: Poor people. Seven months old? Chen: Mm... Almost eight. Morris: Yeah, tough break. (Chen, Corday and Weaver all look at him) Morris: What? I was... I was being sincere!

Luka: You graduate tomorrow? Abby: Eight short years later, yeah. Luka: Got your boards result yet? Abby: No. Morris: Dr.Kovac, you got a minute? Luka: Think they're gonna let you graduate? Abby: Well, I can walk, but I don't get my diploma until I pass. Morris: You have'nt passed your boards yet? Abby: I took them last week. Morris: Wow! I had to take mine like six months before my graduation. Luka: Morris! What do you need?

Neela: I can't believe we are actually graduating tomorrow. Pratt: Neither can your future patients. Today, ill prepared students. Tomorrow, baby doctors with the fate of countless helpless victims in your incapable hands. Morris: Yeah, they ought to make 'em wear "Caution" signs. Pratt: Yeah. "Danger, new doc" in big red letters on your lab coats. Abby: Thanks for the pep-talk Greg. Pratt: Always happy to lend encouragement to the newbies. Neela: Jerk. Lester: Bastard. Abby: Putz.