Dr. Cox gives J.D. a female name in almost every episode. J.D.'s girl names in this episode are Friday and Angie.
All of the residents (J.D., Turk, Elliot, Todd, etc.) have been in the hospital for a year. It is strange that none of them have heard of Dr. Kelso's annual giveaway.
Dr. Kelso asks Dr. Murphy ("Nervous Guy") what the presentation of Ludwig's Angina is. As usual, Dr. Murphy is unable to answer. Ludwig's Angina is an inflammation of the tissues of the floor of the mouth, under the tongue. It is dangerous because the swelling can block the airway. Symptoms include breathing difficulty; confusion or other mental changes; fever; neck pain; neck swelling; redness of the neck; and weakness, fatigue, or excessive tiredness. It presents itself as redness and swelling of the upper neck, which may reach to the floor of the mouth; the tongue may be swollen or out of place.
"In The Mood" by The Glenn Miller Orchestra
"What A Difference A Day Makes" by Dinah Washington
"Caught by the River" by The Doves
"Drown" by The Poor Rich Ones
We find out that Doug's parents live in Reno, Nevada.
One of the people Dr. Kelso grants a request to is the common secondary character Dr. Mickhead, but Kelso calls him "Dr. Carlson".
Nearly 18 minutes into the episode, Dr. Cox confronts J.D. and J.D. fights back. In the initial instigation, Snoop Dogg Intern is behind both Dr. Cox, and J.D in the same cut.
J.D.: Well what about your new mop?!
Janitor: I like the old one.
J.D.: But you cried!
Janitor: No, that was you.
Todd: You're the husband? We've gotta get you some bigger hands.
J.D.: Look, I wanna be like you... but a more successful you. There's nothing wrong with playing the game once in a while. Tell you what: Ten years form now, when I'm your boss, I'll go ahead and throw in a good word for you and you won't even have to ask... sir.
Elliot: Carla, you know I would kill for your hair.
Carla: Well, I would kill for your legs.
Elliot: I would kill for your lips!
Carla: I'd kill for that wagon you're draggin'... That's your butt.
Elliot: Oh! Thank you! "Wagon"?
Elliot: Is J.D. here?
Carla: No, it's just me.
Elliot: Oh... Um... I guess I'll just... wait, too.
Elliot: Fine, I'll wait outside.
Carla: No! I'm just talkin' to my hair. I mean, if it's even the least bit humid, all of a sudden I'm Dr. J.
Elliot: Is he in Radiology?
Carla: Yeah! Uh-huh.
Dr. Kelso: Look, sport: If people think I'm only giving once a year, they'll only be asking me for things once a year. Capiche? Now get out of my eyeline - Nurse Tisdale's wearing ankle-socks today.
Turk: How 'bout I don't. And how about you help me out, and I won't tell anybody about this. Unless you like it when people come and ask you for stuff, like, every single day.
Dr. Kelso: Fat camp. Six years she's been going there, and the only thing getting any thinner is my wallet!
Turk: Excuse me, Dr. Kelso? Could I have a minute of your time?
Dr. Kelso: Oh, for God's sake, son, I have two more days of peace before my wife returns from fat camp.
Turk: Look: I need an argon laser and I was gonna ask you yesterday but then all of a s- Hold up. How can you make love to your wife if she's at fat camp?
Dr. Kelso: The real question is, how can I make love to her when she's not at fat camp?
Dr. Cox: Newbie, whatta you say?
J.D.'s Narration: I just had to go for it.
J.D.: Actually, if you could just give me a second, I want to ask Mrs. Warner something.
Dr. Cox: What?
J.D.: To marry me.
Turk: Man, today could not get any worse.
Carla: If you were to change one thing about my physical appearance, what would it be?
Turk: You're testing me. I get it!
Carla: Baby. You know I don't like you talkin' to God while we're trying to have a discussion.
Carla: Now, if I were to be really honest with myself, I would change everything. What do you think?
Turk: Why don't we just skip what I think and jump straight ahead to not having sex for a month?
J.D.: You can't just change your mind!
Mike: Oh, I'm sorry. Did I pass out from the pain in my penis and suddenly we're not in America anymore?
J.D.: Nothing, sir. I don't want anything from you, ever.
Dr. Kelso: You know, that's what my son always says. But then when Mother's Day rolls around, guess who wants me to go halvsies on a pasta pot for Enid?
J.D.: Well, sir, I-
Dr. Kelso: She's not my mother, dammit!
Mrs. Kellerman: Look, I've been self-conscious my whole life; and I finally got the courage. Besides, can you two honestly say there's not one thing you'd change about yourself if you could?
Carla: I can honestly say that.
Elliot: Me too.
Mrs. Kellerman: Then you're both liars!
Todd: Hey, Mrs. K. Let's get you into a fresh pair of blouse bunnies.
Elliot: You're getting fake breasts?
Mrs. Kellerman: Stripper big.
Carla: Forgive me, Mrs. Kellerman, but why would you wait until now to do this?
Elliot: You know, 'cause you're so old!
Carla: Yeah, Elliot, she gets that.
Elliot: Yeah, I know! I'm sure she gets it all the time!
Dr. Cox: I'll tell you what, there, bubby: If you really wanna help me, why don't you quiet down and get yourself some rest. And then, if you're a really good girl, I'll wind up your car and take you out to a talkie.
Mrs. Warner: Oh, I could do naughty things to that man.
Dr. Cox: Ohh, come on, the kid's okay.
J.D.'s Narration: "The kid"? This is great.
Mrs. Warner: So, why haven't I heard your name before?
J.D.: Well, I've only been here a year, and he's actually just started calling me "The Kid" - which I love, by the way.
Dr. Cox: She's talking to me, pumpkin.
Dr. Cox: Beg your pardon, Newbie? What are ya thinkin'?
J.D.: Not about Reno.
Dr. Cox: Thatta girl.
Dr. Cox: Listen, Newbie, I don't tell you I respect you a lot because, well, I don't.
J.D.: I know.
J.D.: No, seriously, try me - I can deal with anything.
Laverne: Go away.
J.D.: "Go aschmay."
Laverne: All right, try this one...
Dr. Cox: Angie. Put on your flats, we're going for a walk.
J.D.: "Eat schmit and die."
Janitor: Hey, do me a favor: Hold my place in line.
J.D.: For how long?
Janitor: Uhh, I don't know.
J.D.: Well, why? What do you have to do?
Janitor: Nothin'. Might just veg.
Elliot: You're still stuck on your first impression of me: That I am some narrow-minded, spoiled brat.
Carla: Elliot, not now, okay?
Elliot: When I was a kid, I was really close with my maid.
Carla: That's it. So you think that you totally get my whole experience because you spent time with a Latina woman who cleaned your house?
Elliot: What are you talking about? Our maid was white.
Carla: What was her name?
Elliot: Carla. I figured out why we don't hang out more.
Carla: That's great, Elliot. Pins and needles, really, but I'm prepping a patient for surgery, here.
Elliot: Oh, Mrs. Kellerman's my patient, too. I traded with Doug so we could talk.
Mrs. Kellerman: Oh, are you two friends?
Elliot: We're about to be.
Carla: Oh, my God.
Doug: So... have you found any cool cases yet?
J.D.: Look, muffin, I'm not gonna run around this hospital like the rest of you mindless drones trying to turn the sniffles into something fascinating just so you can go to some stupid conference... Schmonference.
J.D.'s Narration: It's fun to rhyme!
Elliot: Carla, do you think we'd hang out as much if it weren't for J.D. and Turk?
Carla: Uhhhh... Probably not. I mean, they are the one thing we have most in common.
Elliot: We have a lot in common! I mean, we both have a hard time digesting dairy!
Carla: You're right! Do you want to be my maid of honor?
Carla: Elliot. I don't know why you're tying to force this. We're fine! I gotta get back to work.
Elliot: We both work.
Carla: Don't worry. Remember tomorrow's his wedding anniversary.
Elliot: Why does that matter?
Dr. Cox: 'Cause right about tomorrow, Bob Kelso will be sweeter than flowers dipped in honey.
Dr. Wen: Which is why every year we use this time as an opportunity to ask him for anything our department needs. Like equipment.
Carla: Or an extra nurse on weekends.
Todd: Or a Slip 'n Slide! Who's with me?
Dr. Kelso: Nurse Roberts. I just saw your patient in 106, and I've decided that the next time you place an IV and actually hit the vein on the first try, I'm gonna crack open a bottle of bubbly. I mean, my God, woman, the man looks like Al Jarreau was his nurse.
Dr. Kelso: Isn't he the blind fellow?
Laverne: You mean Ray Charles?
Dr. Kelso: Dammit. Anyway, you're incompetent.
Laverne: Easy, Laverne. You're a saved woman!
Dr. Cox: Boy. Now tell me this, muffin: You're not gonna be like all the other mindless drones trying to turn the sniffles into something much more fascinating just so you're the one who's selected to go to this stupid conference, are you?
J.D.'s Narration: I felt I knew the right answer.
Dr. Cox: Ohh! Good girl.
J.D.: Wow. She had some real old-fashioned sass. I mean, you just don't see sass like that anymore.
Dr. Cox: Stop saying sass.
Mrs. Warner: Well, aren't you delicious. If I were twenty years younger and slightly tipsy, this might be your lucky day.
Dr. Cox: Careful, there, sweet-cheeks. I haven't decided which way I'm going to take your temperature yet.
Dr. Cox: Okay, I'm Dr. Cox, and this is... my gal, Friday; she'll be helping me to take care of you but, before we get under way, we're gonna need you to ease up on the yakety-yak.
Mrs. Warner: You can drop the macho act now, dear, they're gone.
Dr. Cox: Yak, schmack, the lips stay zipped.
J.D.: Zipped, schmipped... Oh, I thought we were riffing.
Dr. Cox: Yeah, we're not.
Mrs. Warner: I'm trying to decide who's the most detestable suck-up here - you? This feminine guy with the perm?
Guy: Mom! Please.
Mrs. Warner: Or the one in the corner who can't seem to stop daydreaming.
J.D. fantasises about having a perm
J.D.: I'm sorry, what?
Dr. Kelso: You see, it seems as though all you lazy bones have forgotten my edict about residents publishing case reports. That's why I've decided that whoever brings me the most interesting case gets the ticket to Reno.
Doug: You know, sir, my parents live in Reno.
Dr. Kelso: Well, that's just great, sport; I'm sure you'll see them over Christmas.
Dr. Kelso: Dr. Murphy, describe the presentation of Ludwig's Angina.
J.D.'s Narration: Still, it's nothing compared to the silence you can hear at work.
Dr. Kelso: Proud to have you on board, son. Anyway, I'm sending one of you to an AMA conference where you're going to eat free food, stay at a nice hotel, and try your darnedest not to embarrass this hospital. And in the interest of fairness, I drew a name out of a hat and that name was Elliot Reid.
Elliot: Yes! I never win at anything!
Dr. Kelso: And then I thought- Oh, who cares what I thought - the point is, you're not going.
Turk: Who wants another beer?
Elliot: Should I have another one? 'Cause I go to work early tomorrow, but I'm having fun now, except I had a pizza earlier and-
Elliot: Yes, please!
Turk: Sir, you lied to us.
Kelso: Hi! I'm Bob Kelso, nice to meet you.
J.D.: But don't worry - Dr. Cox and I never say die! Unless, of course, someone actually does die then we're kind of forced to by law.
J.D.: You broke your penis.
Mike: Wow, I can't wait to get my cast signed.
J.D.: I-I gotta tell you, it's such an unusual case... Would you mind if I try and get it published in a medical journal?
Mike: That would be fantastic!
J.D.: I'll let you... mull it over.
Dr. Cox: Listen up, there, Molly Menopause, I need you to quiet the hell down, you're scaring everyone in the hospital. I mean, my God - they're delivering a baby upstairs, and the poor kid's using the umbilical cord to crawl the hell back in.
Doug: Umm... Doctor Cox, I have a patient with blenorrhea and I was wondering if you thought that was interesting enough to present to Doctor Kelso?
Dr. Cox: Gosh, I'm sorry nervous guy but I just can't do your work for you, but, what do you say you head on down to the library and look it up in the New England Journal of who gives a rats ass? You've got to leave this instant, this second, this moment, just go.
Dr. Cox: Congratulations. You get to represent the Kelso Kennel Club at the big show in Reno. Just remember when you are posing and prancing in from of the judges to keep that shaved behind of yours held up nice and high like the proud little puppy that you are. And when it comes time to hand out those blue ribbons, it will be such an exciting time for you, it really will be, but for the love of God newbie, you gotta try-try-try not to squeeze out a dookie on the astroturf, because ah-I mean God forbid you were every an embarassment to master pop right?
J.D.: You know I don't care what you think.
Dr. Cox: Yeah you do.
J.D.: I know.
Original International Airdates:
Czech Republic: January 23, 2013 on Prima COOL
Title Explanation: "My Case Study" refers to the case study J.D was struggling to find throughout the episode.
Realizing that the longer credits would decrease the amount of episode shown, NBC removed the new credits sequence with this episode - although it did appear in a supersized broadcast later in the season. The banjo track is missing from the opening song though. It remains absent for most of season two.
At the start of the episode, the camera zooms in on the top corner of a building (possibly J.D. and Turk's apartment). This shot is very similar to one Friends used when coming back from a commercial break.
Carla claims that when it is the slightest big humid, her hair suddenly makes her look like "Dr. J".
Better known as "Dr. J" (as he was referred to by Carla in the episode), Erving was a professional basketball player who was recognizable due to both his superior basketball skills and his afro. He is currently fifth on the all-time NBA scoring list (as of Feb. 2007).
When Dr. Kelso tries to insult Nurse Roberts' IV placing skills, he meant to compare her to Ray Charles (or as Dr. Kelso says, "the blind fellow").
Ray Charles was a very famous pioneer in American music who enjoyed an astronomical amount of success in the industry despite the disability of being blind.
Dr. Kelso mocks Nurse Roberts and says that, due to her struggles placing an IV, her patient looks like Al Jarreau.
Al Jarreau is an American Jazz singer who has won five Grammy Awards.