Elliot: Yeah, well, pretty don't pay the rent! Carla: It does for my sister. Elliot: Oh, my God, your sister's a prostitute!? Carla: She's a model. Come on, Elliot, we talked about thinking before we speak.
Carla: You all claim you want more responsibility... But you're being outsmarted by a doctor who wears scrubs made out of hemp; you're afraid to stand up to a volunteer who's answering the clinic phones; and Bambi, did you ever place that femoral swan? J.D.: It's on my todo list