Doug: Smooth maneuver, hoover. You scared her off.
Ted: You were the one who was embarrassingly forward!

Ted: Turk and Carla's wedding - we made out?
Doug: So did we.
Danni: Was it at the same time? Because I have a habit of doing that at people's weddings.

Doug: You know, I don't really like you guys playing with my cadavers.
Elliot: Oh, really, Doug? So how come that one over there has a soda in his hand?
Doug: He keeps it cold!
J.D.: And how come when we walked in you were sitting in a circle with three corpses playing Texas hold 'em?
Doug: Just call first from now on!

J.D.'s Narration: As I stood there confused but enjoying Neena's very long kiss with just the right amount of tongue, I thought about how when you make tough decisions good things can happen. Like the confidence you can gain from finding your true calling.
Doug: Hey, Nelson. Got some of your handiwork down in the morgue today. Were you operating with a blindfold on or what?

Doug: Elliot, I know everyone thinks I'm this huge screw-up, but I just want you to know that I'm gonna turn it around!
Elliot: Doug! This is a quarantined area!

Coroner: I cannot figure out how this guy died...
Doug: I'm betting he took a paracentesis needle to the aorta.
Coroner: Have you seen this before?!
Doug: Seen it? Upstairs they call that a 'Doug'!

Doug: Hey, J.D. Just preppin' Mr. Hovey for brain surgery.
J.D.: Doug, Mr. Hovey's having rotator cuff surgery.
Mr. Hovey: What'd you do to my hair?
Doug: Nothing!

Doug: How long do I have to stay up here?
Janitor: Just until I finish pretending to read the newspaper. Hm! Apparently there was some sort of election held recently.

Dr. Kelso: Shake this place up! And for God's sakes, get Murphy out of here!
Carla: Don't worry, Doug, you're a good doctor.
Doug: I know!
He turns around and accidentally jolts Carla with the defribrilator paddles.

I'm not sure if I'm supposed to give this to someone, or if I took this from someone, but...I got a bag of blood.

Doug: Ears! Right! I'm not stupid!
J.D.: Where are my clothes?
Doug: I sent them to the dry cleaners!
J.D.: Aw, Doug!

Dr. Cox: Each and every one of you is going to kill a patient. At some point during your residency you will screw up, they will die and it will be burned into your conscience forever. Hell, take pee-pants here.
Doug: Pee-pants...
Dr. Cox: He might just go ahead and get himself a good, clean kill this morning seeings as his patient Ms. Samson is in DKA and he hasn't been tracking her phosphate level, her phosphate level, her phosphate level.
J.D.: Doug! Stop writing and go!
Dr. Cox: That young man has killed so many patients, I'm starting to think he just might be a governmet operative. The point is, the harder you study, the longer you might be able to hold off that first kill. Other than that, I guess cross your fingers and hope that the guy that you murder is a jackass with no family. Great to see you kids, all the best!
J.D.:Thank you, thank you Doctor Cox... Okay you guys, pizza and punch in the penthouse. Doug! Wrong patient, one bed over!

Scrubs Quotes

Turk: All right, Elliot, at the presentation I was wondering, can I do the ending? Because I really love the ending of our paper.
Elliot: Do you think I'm cut out to be a doctor?
Turk: Okay, fine, you can do the ending. I just want to say, "Thanks, folks! We've been great!"
Elliot: I'm serious. Do you think this is what I really want to do?
Turk: Elliot, I don't know.
Elliot: You can tell me. I can take it.
Turk: No, Elliot, I'm saying I don't know because I really don't know. What the hell is going on here? Why have all women gone crazy?

Ah, checking Mr. Countertop's heart rate. (Slams a pack of paper on the countertop, hurting Keith's ears) Memories. Do you know that once, Dr. Cox made me give every air conditioning unit in this hospital a pap smear? The wacky thing is room 403 did have some yeast issues.

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