What happened that is so awful that you simultaneously can’t speak of it, and yet you can’t stop talking about it?
Speak freely, child. We would never betray your confidence.
I’ve made a decision… I’m gonna have this baby.
We’re having another baby?.. I mean, yay, we’re having another baby…?
“I like to think we’re pregnant.”
“Really? Are your ankles swollen? Did you throw up this morning? Are you constipated?”
I’m a doctor. Try not to move. You may have broken your ankle.
[leaving Luka a message ] Luka, this is Kerry Weaver. I’m down two attendings and up 40 patients. If you don’t get in here and start working your scheduled shifts, I’m gonna call the INS, tell 'em your greencard’s a fake, and have your ass deported
I think this is my 400th breast reconstruction. The board should give me a plaque.
Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe I see. . . a nipple!
Take it off. Take it all off.
Where the music stinks and they water the drinks. The nudie bar. Where the girlies dance in their underpants. The nudie bar. Where you see their butt and their trap stays shut. The nudie bar.
After one night out with you in a bar, the man is ready to throw away three weeks of intense analysis.
“Can I draw you a beer, Norm?”
“No, I know what they look like. Just pour me one.”
“A woman is like beer. They look good, they smell good, and you’d step over your own mother just to get one!”
Maybe he’s here for the same reason you are–to have a beer.
I remember the day I gave Mitchell his first taste of beer. He winced and carried on like someone was taking a bullet out of his leg.
I want it to become known to all who see the silver bullets that I live and fight only to see the eventual defeat and the proper punishment by law of every criminal in the West.
Who was that masked man?
The guys who wear the creepy masks hang out online.
Mask crusaders,
Working all the time, fighting crime,
fighting crime!