Scrubs

(Ted taking notes from what the Janitor said) Dr. Cox: Ted, you do realize that was all gibberish. He's just pretending. He can't make any real changes in this place. Ted: Tell that to the new day care program. (Cuts to children coloring, one of them is Jack) Jack: Hi dad. Dr. Cox: Jack, (puts arms up) what are you doing?

Old M.C.: Bust a move, man. Hey, bust a move. (To Turk and J.D.) Bust a move, fellas. (J.D. and Turk scream) J.D.: You bust a move! Old Young M.C. Turk: Check me. J.D.: Bust a move! You're the one who should be busting moves! I can die now.

(In the car which is leaving then gets out of sight) J.D.: Hey, you know how in the movies when a car gets farther and farther away you can still hear the people talking like they were right in front of the camera? Turk: Yeah, that drives me crazy. J.D.: Hey, I brought snacks for the trip. Pringle? Oh, turn left here to get on the freeway. Turk: No, not yet. I have to stop and go pee. J.D.: Already? I told you to go before we left.

Turk: Look, hey, I'm going to Phoenix this weekend for a surgical conference why don't you come with me? Probably take your mind off of Elliot. J.D.: I don't know, Turk. Would I get my own room? Turk: We'd have to share. J.D.: Then you know what my answer is. (Cuts to them in the car leaving the hospital) Turk: On our way to Phoenix!

(Elliot, Jordan and Carla talking about premarital doubts) Jordan: Then comes the "Oh my God I can't believe I'm gonna have sex with the same person for the rest of my life" stage, and that's when you head to the nearest frat house, ditch your undies and then the next morning do the walk of shame to your beemer.

Turk: How are you doing? J.D.: Not too bad, considering I just had a bomb dropped on me. Turk: Oh no, that was bigger than a bomb, more like an asteroid about to hit the planet, you know? People running in the streets screaming "Oh my god, it's coming right at us!", and then dudes turning to hot chicks and being all like "Look, we're about to die so can I hit that?", and then the girls like "Hell to the no!", but then she realises, "Oh my god, I'm about to die, so you know what? Yeah you can hit this, but no kissing." J.D.: That's exactly what it's like!

Dr. Cox: Bloody, as attached as I have indeed become to my patient, his death due to my inability to see a clearer picture of his heart would still be a preferable alternative to actually having to hear you utter your self written vows: "My dearest Keith, my heart was like a vault, but you picked the lock like an apple thief who picks the first golden delicious of the fall harvest." Elliot: Ok, first of all, stop reading my wedding binder, it's private...

Janitor: You wanted to see me, sir? Dr. Kelso: I know it was you and you are going to pay dearly. Janitor: Before you do anything, let me introduce you to a new doctor. (Wheels Dr. Toilet in) Da da da da! Dr. Kelso: Dr. Toilet is beautiful. Janitor: I trimmed a little fat in the budget so we could afford him. Dr. Kelso: Ted's vacation pay? Janitor: What vacation pay? Haha. Dr. Kelso: Haha. Get out of here.

J.D.: Say I was too nervous to hit on that girl over there what advice would you give me? Old M.C.: Bust a move. Turk: Alright, alright. What if a great song comes on and I'm too shy to get down, what should I do? Old M.C.: Bust a move. J.D.: You're awesome, man, what are you drinking, we'll buy you one. Old M.C.: Bust a move.

Elliot: (On the phone) Hi, Gary, it's Elliot Reid. I know that we haven't spoken since you broke up with me in the eleventh grade, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm getting married. Oh! Also, I was sorry to hear that you lost your legs.(Hangs up, turns to Dr. Cox) I'm notifying all my old boyfriends that I'm officially off the market. Dr. Cox: I'm sure the "pulse" setting on your shower head will be devastated.

J.D.: Why would you tell me you miscarried our child when you clearly didn't? Kim: That's probably a question I should answer more face to face after the lecture. (Stammering) Are there any other questions? Yes, you sir. Turk: Yeah, uh, I think you should answer his question. J.D.'s thoughts: How did he get over there so fast? J.D.: You're a good friend. Turk: (With a huge smile) I got your back. Kim: (Breathing deep) Anyone else have a question? Yes you i-in the back. Old M.C.: Bust a move! Kim: Really more a statement than a question, but thank you.

J.D.: I'm just so mad I literally don't know what to say to her. (J.D. holds up his hand to stop Old M.C. from talking as he walks by) Don't you dare. Part of me wants to talk to her, part of me wants to... Old M.C.: (Yelling from a distance) Bust a move? J.D.: You have a problem, sir, seek help!