Dr. Kelso: So, uh, I hear there was an age mix-up that I was not aware of. And, umm... anyway, uhh... Carla: You're okay. Dr. Kelso: I'm... "sorry". J.D.'s Narration: I guess it comes down to how we want to be seen by other people. Dr. Cox: Well, I'm proud of you, Robert. Put her there. He holds out his hand then jerks it away. Dr. Cox: Woof. Oh, and I think it's important you understand that I had no idea how old that patient was, and, for the record, she could've been a hundred and seventy - I still woulda stuck her in that trial so fast, it'd make your teeth fall out all over again.
J.D.: What's up his pooper? Pete: Actually, I think he's mad 'cause I went into private practice and he's stuck in this hell-hole. J.D.: Yeah. Pete: You wouldn't believe this, but that guy was my mentor, man. I mean, I lived and breathed for that guy's approval. J.D.: That's lame.