Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, maybe by diagnosing all your female patients with "Turk fever"?

What is it with you and costumes?

[J.D.] Hippocratic oath on three!

I know who he is!

or skip the middleman and actually give him narcotics.

- Sam, I am so sorry. - Yeah...

He basically cured the disease.

- What's wrong? - [Both] Well...

- The answer's two. - What?

[J.D.] Victory sip!

Seriously, I'm taking off my stethoscope and my little name tag.

Come on. I can't even Botox an ear with this.

That patient's tumor is so big, it's starting to look like a "threemor."

Sam? What are you doing back here?

Excuse me, can I please borrow your "Help Wanted" section? Thank you!

If other people talk to you, you won't have to talk to me!

Sorry, that's a little smile I get when I'm silently judging someone.