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Jeanne: Chocolate bars, chocolate mints, chocolate kisses . . . we'll be seeing half of these kids in the ER by tomorrow morning.

Jeanne: You could take that off now.
Al: Take what off?

Al: You know, I thought taking out a second mortgage would be easier that this.
Jeanne: Only if you've already got the money.

Gant: Benton hates my guts.
Carter: No, I think he likes you. He just has difficulty showing it.
Gant: Yeah, right.

Gant: Technical skills, fair. Diagnostic skills, fair. Attitude, needs improvement.
Carter: Intern shows lack of discipline, judgment also may be suspect, fails to complete work in a timely fashion . . . shall I continue
Gant: You saw this?
Carter: He wrote the same exact thing on mine.
Gant: He Xerox 'em?
Carter: I think it's a rubber stamp . . . Jerry, what are you, a rat?
Jerry: Kangaroo suit . . . the head's too hot and itchy.
Gant: You're kidding, right?

Kerry: What's going on?
Jerry: Maintenance is doing repairs.
Lydia: It's probably that ghost from the fifth floor.
Jerry: Oh, please, don't even talk about him.
Chuny: Talking about who?
Lydia: The ghost up on five.
Jerry: Yeah, took a bite out of that lab technician.
Chuny: Ghosts don't bite; he just knocked the wind out of him.
Kerry: He sent a rush of air through him, that's all.
Clown: Help!

Doug: Orange carnations?
Mark: Yeah, you know . . . Halloween.
Doug: Orange carnations?
Mark: Yeah.
Chuny: Doug, got a pumpkin carver in five, ate to many seeds..
Mark: Chuny, what are you supposed to be?
Chuny: I'm myself, getting ready for work.
Chuny: You both coming to the Halloween party tonight at the Jazz Note? Haleh's singing.
Doug: I'm a definite 'I don't know'.
Chuny: Mark?
Mark: Yeah, I'm gonna go, if I can
Mark: Chuny, is there anything wrong with orange carnations?
Chuny: No, I gave 'em to one of my teachers once . . . second grade . . .

Kerry: Lydia, get this thing out of here.
Carter: Take this clown with you, okay?

Benton: What's next?
Gant: Ah . . . we should crack him?
Benton: Yes, we should crack him, before he ends up any more dead than he already is, Dr. Gant.

Benton: Look, do you know what you're doing, or not?
Gant: yeah, I'm just confirming . . .
Benton: Well, if you have to keep confirming, you don't know what you're doing. Carter came up here! Carter, move! Now!

Kerry: Happy Halloween, everybody.

Carol: Is this the pre-med physics?
Professor: For the last fifteen minutes.

William: Did you bring your graphing calculator?
Carol: Graphing calculator?
William: That's okay, we can both use mine.

William para Carol: Neat costume.

Tin Woodsman: Pacemaker's acting up.
Jerry: Okay, a nurse will be right with you.

<As luzes piscam.>
Mark: I thought maintenance was done.
Jerry: Some people are saying it's that G-H-O-S-T on the fifth floor.
Mark: Jerry, I hate to break it to you, but there are no such thing as ghosts.

Doug: Jerry, who put me in the damn Healthmobile?
Jerry: Our own Dr. Ansplaugh.
Doug: It's Halloween! Every freak in the city's gonna be there!
Jerry: Not true, half of them are in here already.

Chuny: Healthmobile's not so bad, I was on it last Sunday. Though we did get shot at.
Doug: Oh, man.
Haleh: It's okay, it's not a big deal they missed.

Mark: Any word on Susan?
Jerry: She's not due in till six, remember?
Mark: Thank you, Jerry.

Keaton: Okay, developmental milestones. Dr. Benton, when do we first see a social smile?
Benton: Three weeks?
Keaton: Dr. Carter?
Carter: It's more like three months.
Keaton: Right. Using a spoon and fork?
Benton: Seven months.
Keaton: Is that correct, Dr. Carter?
Carter: Average is more like Thirteen.
Keaton: Don't worry, Dr. Benton, Dr. Carter is just a lot closer to his Peds rotation than you are. You'll just have to brush up a bit, won't you? Why don't you just hold Reggie?
Reggie: <começa a chorar.>
Keaton: Ok. Dr. Carter, what's the problem here?

Abby: Some doctors have an instinct for it, a natural affinity for children. Uh, you, Dr. Benton, might wanna get some props.

Kerry: Shouldn't it have epilets on the shoulders?
Anspaugh: No, those are the dress uniforms.
Kerry: Oh, of course! 

Ansplaugh: Cuppa tea?
Mark: No, thank you.

Ansplaugh: There's one that Kerry discarded that's quite interesting. You thought of the microbiology of abscess flora?
Mark: Pus?
Ansplaugh: You don't have to commit right now, just . . . explore it, and get back to me, and of the week would be fine..

Carol: I'm not sure what I want to be when I grow up.

Benton: Carter, get up there and hold her hand.
Carter: What?
Benton: Hold her hand! Stranger anxiety, remember? Calm her down.

Gus: Did you bring the cookies?
Carol: Was I supposed to?
Gus: The patients kinda expect it. You got anything of value?
Carol: No.
Gus: Good. Make yourselve at home.
Ross: Hey!
Gus: You're late.
Ross: Yeah, I know.
Gus: Did you bring the cookies?
Ross: What?
Gus: Cookies? Get in.

Gus: A few things you should know . . . if we come under fire, that back window pops out, and if anybody tries to steal anything . . . let 'em take it.

Mark: I can't believe you never made it to Hawaii.
Susan: Turns out fear of flying cannot be conquered. Man, when we landed in Phoenix, the attendants had to carry me off the plane. The thought of getting on another plane was unbearable.

Mark: Really, I don't wanna talk about.
Susan: Sure, Mark, whatever.

Susan: (olhando os cravos) Yikes. Where did these come from?
Mark: Some drug rep. left them away.

Carol: Real smooth, no problems.
Doug: Bring cookies.

Gus: Welcome to gonorrhea land.

Paciente: Where are the cookies?
Carol: Sir, could you just tell us what's wrong.
Paciente: Where are the cookies?!?

Debbie: Don't I know you?
Doug: No, you don't.
Debbie: Are you sure we haven't met?
Depois
Debbie: I was just kidding around.

Susan: Oh, maybe it's the ghost up on the fifth floor.
Mark: Not you, too?

Mark: How do you know this?
Susan: Because that's the story.
Susan: It was Halloween night, 1930's or something, up on the fifth floor, there was rain and thunder and lightening, he was a doctor, she was an intern.
Lily: She loved him, didn't she?
Susan: But a really wealthy handsome patient had fallen in love with her and asked her to marry him.
Chuny: What'd she say?
Susan: She didn't know what to say. So, she told the doctor.
Chuny: What'd he say?
Susan: He said nothing.
Lily or Lydia: I thought he loved her.
Susan: He did love her but he just stood there, he couldn't get the words out. And then, after she walked across the room, she turned back, and looked at him. She put her hand to her lips and blew him what would be their first and only kiss. They say it blew through him like a rush of cold wind.
Windy: That's so sad!
Jerry: Well, what happened?
Susan: Unfortunately, the doc fell out the fifth floor window, so that's kinda the end of it.
Mark: Oh, I'm sure they worked on him in the OR for a few hours.

Jerry: Mark, I'm gonna remind you one more time . . .
Mark: I'm on my way . . . and I'm taking Susan with me for protection.
Susan: Protection from what?
Mark: The ghost on the fifth floor.
Susan: So, why do we have to go up there?
Mark: Guy corked off. I have to pronounce him. Not scared, are you?
Susan: Of course not.
(as luzes do elevador se apagam)
Susan: Mark?
Mark: Susan.
Susan: Oh! Good, you're still there.
Mark: Where would I go?
(riem)

Mark: (inclinando-se sobre a cama)
(O corpo na cama semove)
Susan: Oh, my . . .
Paciente: Next bed, doctor.
Mark: Sorry. (para Susan) Not scared, huh?
Susan: Oh! You just feel that?
Mark: What?
Susan: You're gonna think I'm crazy.
Mark: Fell What?
Susan: I swear to you, it was just like a rush of cold air went through me.
Mark: You are crazy . . . (Inclinando-se para o paciente) . . . oh, boy.
Susan: Did you feel it?
Mark: I didn't feel anything . . .(Inclinando-se novamente) . . . oh, boy.
Susan: You felt it, didn't you?

Keaton: Dr. Carter, did you tell her?
Carter: She knew. She said her father had been with her during the surgery, and kissed her goodbye.
Keaton: Kids know.

Mark: There she is, just sucking up to him a little bit more.
Susan: Mark!
Mark: She's just making everything so competitive.

Susan: You're a doctor. You love competition. You're just getting a little obsessed.
Mark: I am not.
Susan: All right, a little myopic, then.
Mark: What?

Susan: There's other stuff out there, Mark. I know you don't have it now. I just hate to see you get so caught up in that.

Garoto para Benton: Bet no one gave you any candy!

Jeannie: But we didn't have that kind of marriage, did we Al? We didn't love, we didn't cherish, we didn't respect. And now you kill me!

Mark e Susan falando ao mesmo tempo: You wanna.... Go ahead.