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Things were the same around here.

Dr. Kelso was retired. - No.

But he had also won free muffins for life

so he still came to the hospital every day.

- Good morning, people! - Hi, Bob!

Hey, Anderson.

Before I retired, we never got to have our heart-to-heart.

I'm not really a touchy-feely type but...

Well, hell, I'll just say it.

You're a jackass.

As usual, Turk and I were working our asses off.

Oh, man. You and Izzy are here.

Come on, to watch... Oh, nice, it's already on.

It's a good one. The letter is J.

And Dr. Cox was once again torturing the new interns.

Before we start rounds today,

who watches Deal Or No Deal?

Get out!

And you. Legally Blonde.

Name the three possible causes of this patient's hematemesis.

Peptic ulcer disease, oesophageal varices, or...

Zollinger Ellison syndrom?

- That's actually correct.

- Yes!

And if you're wondering why I say "actually".

You've proven to be such a vapid helpless incompetent,

that for you to say something correct

is a wild departure from the norm,

therefore I decided I had better pick a word

that drew attention to the fact that

it was such an extraordinary occurence,

and I-- I went ahead and chose "actually".

- Zwah! - Who made that noise?

Oh. I did. I'm a little tired of her chiper attitude.

So it was cool to see you just slam her.

So I just went "Zwah!". So, if I were to ask you

a question like... "What is the next diagnostic move

in checking for Zollinger Ellison?" and you didn't know,

I would say "Zwah!". Nope. Cause I know the answer.

Oesephago-gastro-duodenoscopy. Zwah!

Good, but mark my words. I will zwah you by the end of the day.

Now, since the rest of your brains are so tiny,

from now on, I will speak like a caveman.

You, bad doctors. Me, good doctor. You, follow.

Hey, did you guys heard they're starting to interview

for the new Chief of Medicine? Actually, they already found someone.

That's right, knuckleheads. There's a new chief in town!

That was a mistake.

I'll be watching you, John Dorian.

And guess what.

My eyes never close.

Mine neither.

Actually, they do. That was a lie.

I grew up on the street.

No, not the hood. The Sesame Street.

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Scrubs S08E05 "My ABC's"

Patient. Iron high. Heart swollen big.

You. What make sick?

Hum, could it be hemochromatosis?

Correct. Rounds. Over. You. Go.

Thoughts on the beard?

- I like it. - Thank you, Perry.

Course, I'm totally in favor of anything that covers up parts of your

face that were previously uncovered. Yay! You hurt my feelings!

So? Which intern are each of you guys gonna choose

this year to be your personnal prot�g�/lackey?

I'm going with Katie, because she's not a jerk anymore.

Plus, we got the same hair.

At first, I thought I was going to mentor both Neil and Garett,

because they always ask me to go roller blading.

Let it go, we don't have the time. And then I thought, why not pick a woman?

How about a little feminine energy in my life?

You mean like the kind of energy

that seeps out of every pore in your body?

Elliot, why? You knew that he was going to say that,

I thought that would hurt less coming from me. Well then thank you.

Let's do this!

- Could you help me with something? - You. Me. Help.

Of course, Dr. Dorian.

All right, Denise.

I'm going to kick your butt with scut work for a while.

Still, I really want you to be yourself around me.

Do you really mean that, sir?

Sir! Loving this girl's energy.

I mean every word, young miss.

Well, buddy. You have no idea how psyched I am to hear that.

I mean, I spent four years in med school,

talking like this, so I wouldn't

dare threaten all the male teachers who pee their pants every time

they're even near a strong woman.

Seriously, I am so happy

to be done with all that, I could drop a doose right here.

Well, don't do that here, Denise.

Cause this is a hospital.

What in god's name just happened?

By the way, how can you stand these scrubs?

Mine are so far up my butt right now,

I can taste them in my throat. You don't have to be yourself all the time,

just some of the time.

It's Ed?

Sometimes, I go by Big Ed.

So, Ed. After you place a central line one that patient,

come and find me, and let me know whether or not you killed him.

Big Ed.

Dr. Cox, I just wanted to tell you

I really enjoyed rounds this morning.

And I'm going to work harder so you don't just think of me as a...

- What was it?

- A helpless vapid incompetent ass-kisser.

Actually, I don't remember the "ass-kisser" part.

That's cause I just added it now.

It's great. Makes it hurt more. Great.

Katie.

- You don't have to do that.

- I know.

It's disgusting.

You're just under so much pressure, I've been there.

- Really?

- Oh my god, my first week here,

I totally screwed my best friend, JD, just to look good in rounds.

Well, not literally screwed. I mean. Yes, later, we did it.

But that was for totally different reasons.

And honestly, there's been talk to death.

But, we are dating again. Don't tell anyone.

Got it.

- Don't bother me, I'm busy. - I can't make any promises.

Dr. Cox! Got those test results for you, man.

You were totally right about that old dude in bed four.

Sy-Sy-Sy-Syphilis!

I just-- I used to be a deejay.

Sy-Sy-Sy-Syphilis!

Syphilis, syphilis, syphilis...

syphilis

Get out of here, Ed. - Right now?

- Yeah.

Come here.

Why do I hate that guy?

So, how long have you two been dealing with the lung cancer?

Well. Jack's last cycle of chemo was about a year ago.

And since then, there's been no beta symptoms.

And his last chest scans showed no new lesions, so...

Speaking of new things...

Not the time to talk about your beard.

I'm sorry, I interrupted you. Lesions.

Anyway, we've just been feeling so positive

that we haven't even told our son about the cancer yet.

Mike is only eight.

Hopefully, this is just a minor infection right now.

Okay, we're going to run some tests.

He needs a new chest scan right away.

And don't let those idiots in radiology hold you up.

Dr. Dorian, if they pull any crap, I'll bust some heads.

She really is like having

my very own Jo from Facts of Life.

Throw her a bone, so she knows she's growing on you.

Denise, call me JD. Dr. Dorian is my father.

Actually, he's Mr. Dorian. Well, was Mr. Dorian.

He's dead, Jo. He's never coming back.

You called me Jo?

You don't like that as a new nickname?

Just a little butch. I like banging dudes, so...

I've heard that's nice.

Seems like you'll be a host to a variety

- of infectious bacteria or even fungus.

- Plus, it's hard to look at.

I recommend it's removed immediately.

Forget it, you guys! I'm keeping the beard.

Chicks dig on the extra fuzz.

Tell me about it. And you've only got it on two percent of your body.

Hey, what is up, guys?

Can somebody give me a high-four? - Coming at you.

- No!

Four!

Grover five.

Come on buddy, let's go.

Hey, was that Dr. Turk?

Yeah, why?

Well, everyone's trying to figure out who he is, because...

He's going to pick an intern

to do all the medical research on a paper he's publishing.

So, did you put yourself up for that?

I'm not exactly super confident right now.

Katie. When I was an intern,

this oncologist asked me to assist him with his research,

and I was too intimated. And so I said no.

So, then he offers it to this other girl, Gina.

And I really regretted it.

You know. At least until we found out that

she was actually watching Gina wiz

through a hole in his office wall.

But had he not been a perv, it would still haunt me.

Which is why you're going to go for this, okay?

Okay.

Bear claw!

So maybe you don't like him

because he freaky stoner weirdo. No, surprisingly that tickles me.

- Did he say "Back in the day"? - No.

- Did he say "Back in the dizz-ay"? - No.

- Did he call you Dr. C? - He did, but I liked it.

- Does he like Hugh Jackman? - Wrong again. You suck at this.

Perhaps, the problem lies within.

By creating false hatred for others,

you don't have to face the fact that you really hate yourself.

Where did you get that, psychobabble? From some skank at the mall.

I chill at the food court on the weekend.

Donnie, I'm out.

Want one? I got pull here.

Donnie!

Hey, what are you guys looking at?

Oh, my god! Is it a picture of a poo?

No, that's not just any poo, Elliott.

That's Izzy's first poo in the potty.

I can't take my eyes off it. It's gorgeous.

Oh, I accidently hit "Send".

They're back.

Jack's are bigger.

Just found my new screensaver.

They're back.

My bad.

Thank you.

Anyway, Turk. My intern Katie could really use a boost.

Would you do me a favor and consider

her for the paper that you're doing? Sure, no problem.

Oh! Thanks, man. I owe you one.

My god, look at these. The owner of those lungs is going to die like... yesterday.

It's Mr Fremont, patient of mine.

His son's eight years old.

Sorry, buddy.

Got to go tell Denise. As a doctor,

you can spend as much time and energy on your interns

as you do on your patients.

Whether you're frustated by them...

Well, I finished my double hot chocolate,

and I'm going to head up. Do you guys need anything else?

No, thank you.

All right.

No, it is not just me. He is hateful.

Or rooting for them.

Okay, I want to thank everyone who applied.

Unfortunately, I can only pick one. So...

Ed, congratulations!

Oh, sorry, man. I'm listening to

Da Vinci Code on audio book.

It's-- it's riveting.

Ok...

Damn it.

No way!

That was that guy?

For me, I was just hoping

to figure out a way how to tell Denise

that the first patient we were treating together

was going to die.

Listen, Jo. Mr. Fremont's scan came back.

And, his lungs are covered in lesions.

He doesn't have a lot a time.

I was glad I was here

because I knew it would be hard for her to deal with.

Huh. Sucks to be him.

Or not.

I think I see what the problem is.

You have a hand inside of you.

That explains so many things.

Dude, been having fantasies about muppets all day too?

No, I'm straight.

That's just uncalled-for. I'm freaked out.

I told my intern Jo our patient was dying

she barely even reacted.

That sucks.

I cannot believe that Turk didn't pick you.

Ooh, I'll just have to withhold sex from him.

I mean, not me, personnally.

But I'm best friend with his wife, and if I ask her to,

she will get him all worked up,

and then say "That was for Elliott."

And then just roll over and go to sleep.

I never really had a shot anyway.

I mean, surgery is such a boys club.

I don't know about that.

I-just-pulled-your-pants-down-five.

Maybe you're right.

No sex for Turk tonight.

Done. - Back to this intern that I hate...

- No! I don't want to play

"Why do I hate this intern?" game.

It's no fun, nobody ever wins. - Fine. I need to find somebody

a little more qualified to talk about hate anyway.

Look, you and I are alike in a lot of ways.

We both harbor

an internal stuggle between the desire to do good,

and the urge to become a master criminal.

- We don't - We do.

You hate people, and I hate people.

What nobody gets

is that we never hate indiscriminately.

That is so true. I only hate those that have wronged me.

Like if they stole my stuff, or put a penny in a door. Or...

That guy.

See this look he shot us, like he's so much better than we are.

Plus, he's only 25,

and earlier I heard him use the phrase "Back in the day".

-Well, he's dug his own grave, hasn't he? Let's do this. -Go.

- He's even worse than the other guy. - Go get him too.

All right, Denise. Here's the deal.

We have to tell Mrs. Fremont that

her husband doesn't have much longer.

She's going to want us to do whatever we can to keep him alive.

But we both know that put him on a respirator is just going to

prolong the inevitable and eventually cause him more pain.

So, I'm going to tell her the initial bad news.

And then, I want you to come in

and secure the "Do Not Resuscitate" order.

Okay, JD.

�You're going to make her get the DNR?

An intern shouldn't have to convince

a wife to let her husband die.

She's got to learn how to show some compassion.

I'm throwing her in at the deep end. There's got to be a better way to teach that.

Elmo would love to help.

Denise, could you come here for a second?

You be the patient, and I'll be the doctor.

How's this?

Don't worry, buddy. I'm going to take care of you.

Elmo knows that together, we can get through this.

And... Scene.

I get it know.

Oh yeah! She gets it, she gets it!

Yeah, baby! Yeah, baby, yeah baby!

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Okay, easy buddy.

What, she`s your woman?

What is Elmo? A seal?

- Turk, I'm so mad at you.

- Yeah, I know. Carla dragged me to the on-call room,

stripped butt naked, did a little belly dance, and then said

"This is for Elliot".

Then took a nap! What the hell did I did to you?

You're a sexist.

Keep moving, Rhonda! You ain't moving fast enough, Rhonda!

Admit it. Katie never had a chance with you

- because she's a girl. - That's ridiculous.

- Really? Besides me... Can you even name

one other girl that you're friends with?

Carla, and a lovely woman by the name of Margaret.

Carla is your wife, and Margaret's your mother!

Elliott, don't talk about my momma!

Allright, I will punch you in the head! Turk, I was Katie once.

I mean, I know what it feels like to get past over

because you're not one of the boys.

Okay, fine. I should have given Katie a chance.

Guess what? , Ed's going to let me take his spot.

I didn't want to do it anyway. The only reason I signed up

was I have this three-way pen,

and I wanted to write my name in three different colors.

Dude, that's why I picked you.

- Looks cool, right? - It looks so cool.

So Katie gets to do it?

Fine!

Blow it up, girl!

That's it. I know why I hate him.

Way to go. Want to borrow my plunger?

Form a perfect seal around his mouth, and then...

Three times, and...

His Adam's apple pops right out.

Theoretically.

Mrs. Fremont.

Your husband doesn't have a minor infection.

It's the cancer.

His body is basically shutting down.

He's dying?

I'm sorry.

No.

No. No, he's been doing so well. No.

It's not time yet. There must be something that you can do.

Well, we can make him confortable.

But, by the end of the night,

he won't be able to breath on his own.

So, you'll put him on a machine.

I'm not sure you want to do that.

Why? Why wouldn't I want to do that?

Why wouldn't I want to do

anything I can to keep him alive?

This was going to be rough on Denise,

but I knew it was something she had to get through to become

Look , here's the deal. If you make us intubate him,

we're probably also going to have to shove a catheter in his lungs.

And that sort of thing usually leads to an infection

and antibiotics

and then, before you know it, his kidneys are toast.

So, even with all our poking and proding

we're still not going to slow down his cancer.

So, you'll finally sign the DNR. But,

by then, he would have suffer way more than he needed to, because...

You were just too selfish to let him go.

The real Jo never would have done that.

- Hey, skank!

- What up, skank?

It's all good, skank!

We like to call each other "skank".

Okay, I know I was a little bit sexist earlier.

But, don't you also think Katie might have been playing

you a little so she could get ahead?

Turk, she wasn't even going to sign up

to help you with your stupid paper until I told her to.

That's funny, because I went back and checked.

And Katie was the first intern to sign the sheet.

See. It's her name right there. Above Ed's.

Skank!

Time to go.

Donnie, I need a way-homer.

See you tomorrow, everybody.

Goodbye Bob! Syphilis!

You zwah'd the hell out of me, Dr. Cox. It's like you promised.

See, I've seen a lot of crazy things in my life.

But trust me, I've never seen an intern

with the time to just hang out in a coffee shop.

And it wasn't until you gave up that research paper,

That I finally realized why I hate you.

You're lazy.

Am I not doing as well as the other interns?

You are doing better than most.

I don't know, I'm fine with better than most.

But if that's not being the case, let me know.

Believe me, I will.

Thanks, Dr. C.

I always knew this day would come.

How can I still not be ready?

Nobody ever is.

What should I do know?

You should go pick up your son.

We'll do our best to wake him up so you two can say goodbye.

Ok...

And then I realized why I'd thought

about Sesame Street all day.

In a way, you can learn everything you need to know

from watching it as a kid.

Like, always play nice.

Oh please. I've got Dr. Reid wrapped around my finger.

I'm going to be fine around here.

Always try your hardest.

Hey, do you go to the hematology lecture tonight?

No, can't do, other Indian guy. 'Bout to go get me some pizza!

And even... It's okay to cry.

Yeah, you were right. He didn't last long at all.

Didn't expect the waterworks.

See you tomorrow.

It's going to be a long year.

By then, he would have suffer way more than he needed to, because...

You were just too selfish to let him go.

I'll let you think about it.

The real Jo never would have done that.

What she was tring to say is...

You take the good, you take the bad, and when you take them both,

There you have the facts of life.

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