Scrubs [Season 5, Episode 17]

Sometimes, that's the way life works. The person who does the nice thing is the one who suffers most.

— ...so we do married stuff.
— Fighting, bickering and the occasional quickie?

— At least you've stopped crying.
— No, not really. My body can't produce tears anymore. I've intentionally dehydrated myself. It's a risky move, I know, but Dr. Jarvis here said it'll be all right.
— There's nobody standing behind you.
— I'm going to need an IV.

— I hate to do it, but I'm giving you back the pencil. That's right. The pencil you gave me on my third day of work. You handed it off to me like a tiny yellow baton, like you were trying to say to me, «J. D., you are the new me. You, J. D., are my mentee. You... are my son».
— What pencil?

Stay tuned for Gilmore Girls. Mothers and daughters. They speak so fast but they speak so true.

I just thought about flat boobies and it made me mad.