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we could lose our own stuff?

Listen, I have the most shocking news.

And, yeah, I'll say it... Borderline racist.

Just let Dr. Reed and Dr. Castellano take care of it.

you have no idea how stupid that sounds.

It makes me sick.

that I don't look like a runway model this morning.

They're midwives with attitude.

[Phone chimes] Yeah.

This is my brother, business partner, best friend,

'cause guess what... I know your type.

God, this place is depressing.

It's made for a tiny, tiny person.

Debbie, Emily, Lauren... So many familiar faces.

Yeah, I just saw Mrs. DeWitt going up to the fifth floor.

my cat pees in my husband's slippers.

But you'll take care of that, right, Danny?

Should've been. Mm.

Uh, okay. Uh, he didn't mean that.

How would you handle that?

I want to see more of that sleeping guy.

Let's set up appointments with some real doctors.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I want to lick his face. I would destroy him.

all the decisions for the practice.

We got to come up with a plan for dealing with these guys.

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I would love to educate you.

Okay, some weird half-doctors are trying to patient-Jack me.

Um, your guess is as good as mine.

You have been milking that for years.

This is like bringing recipes to a restaurant and saying,

He's here to advise us.

I just don't understand that stuff, so...

Okay, Doris, I get it. You're married.

and we'll be fine without you.

Okay. [Whistling]

I think you two should leave.

"sorry I can't retire in person, but I knew that I would cry.

We're losing 'em left and right.

to an epidemic of over-medication.

That came out wrong. Oh, my...

Mm-hmm. Oh, no, I'm sorry, ma'am.