- Jordan Sullivan: So... you have postpartum depression.
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: No, I have the weepies.
- Dr. Christopher Turk: No, baby, you got...
- Jordan Sullivan: You have no lines in this play.
- Dr. Christopher Turk: OK.
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: Jordan, I can handle it.
- Jordan Sullivan: Really? What do you got there in your hand?
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: A job application for The Gap...
- [starts to cry]
- Jordan Sullivan: Oh, that's a good career move...
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: [crying and sobbing] Look, all I ever wanted was to be a mother, and now that I am one I feel like I'm not cut out for it.
- Jordan Sullivan: And you're ashamed of that?
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: Well, wouldn't you be?
- Jordan Sullivan: Yeah, I was. What's the worst feeling you've had since you've had the baby?
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: I don't know.
- Jordan Sullivan: When Jack wouldn't stop crying I wanted to throw that bastard out the window.
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: Really? I wanted to throw Isabella out the window... yeah. But we just had our apartment repainted and all the window were sealed shut; so I just wanted t drop her off the roof!
- [starts to cry again]
- Dr. Christopher Turk: [whispering] Oh, my God!
- Jordan Sullivan: Listen, you can't get rid of it by sheer force of will or positive thinking or taking advice from a big Hollywood movie star and the dead science fiction writer he worships; you need to get some help.
- Nurse Carla Espinosa: Ah... OK.
- Dr. Christopher Turk: That's what I've been trying...
- Jordan Sullivan: If you talk again I'm going to eat you!
- Dr. Perry Cox: There really is only one way to end this.
- Janitor: We each ingest a cyanide capsule. On three--One, two, three.
- Dr. Perry Cox: [the Janitor hands Dr. Cox a pill, and eats one himself] No. What are you doing?
- Janitor: Mine's a Skittle.
- Dr. Perry Cox: Mine too?
- Janitor: ...Sure.
- Dr. Perry Cox: You know, Jumpsuit, as I was scaling the hospital, I had an epiphany. This back-and-forth between you and I is just gonna get worse and worse. I mean, the only thing I could think about was retaliation, and I'm relatively certain that you've got a couple of tricks up your sleeve, too.
- Janitor: I do have a friend. He works on Wall Street. He and I got a good look at your personal finances, and he agreed to fly into town and bash your head in.
- Dr. Perry Cox: [Beat] Right. That would roughly be what I'm referring to.
- Janitor: Ahh. Then, yes.