(Lying in bed together)
J.D.: I like you in scrubs. Reminds me of when we used to date.
Elliot: (Scoffs) It was a disaster.
J.D.: All of it?
J.D.: You ever think we may be perfect for each other, we just have the same fatal flaw?
Elliot: You mean that whenever we get too close to a commitment we totally freak out and try to escape?
J.D.: That's what we've been doing here all night, right?
Elliot: Besides, I've thought about it and there's no escaping this one. The gifts are all here, people have bought plane tickets, I'm getting married. I've reached the point of no return.
J.D.: You and me both.
Elliot: I mean, to get out of this, I'd have to do something huge.
J.D.: I'd have to go nuclear.