[Trying to get Cuddy to leave the room by admitting malpractice] So there I was, in the clinic, drunk, so I opened the drawer, closed my eyes, grabbed the first syringe I could find... |
Ah, a rash, call a dermatologist. If it's wet, keep it dry. If it's dry, keep it wet. If it's not supposed to be there, cut it off. I never could remember all that. |
Be home by midnight or you can't have the car this weekend. |
Bros before hos, man. |
Eighth time's the charm! |
Everybody lies. |
Fascinating story. Did you think about adapting it to the stage? |
How does someone just start drooling? Chase? Were you wearing your short shorts? |
I am the doctor who's trying to save your son's life. You're the mother who's letting him die. Clarification- it's a beautiful thing. |
I find your interest interesting. |
I take risks, sometimes patients die, but not taking risks causes more patients to die - so I guess my biggest problem is I've been cursed with the ability to do the math. |
I teach you to lie, cheat, and steal, and as soon as my back's turned you wait in line? |
I'm a little busy - gettin' my drink on. |
I'm extremely disappointed. I send you out for exciting, new designer drugs, you come back with tomato sauce. |
Is anybody here a doctor? |