Scrubs2001

Dr. Bob Kelso:
Dr Reid, why are you using standard macrolides to treat your patient instead of Clo-Veritol?

Dr. Elliot Reid:
Uhm... ehm...

Dr. Perry Cox:
Oh! Clo-Veritol is a drug? No, honestly, Bob, here I was under the impression that it was a travel agency, what with all the free golf trips they've gone ahead and sent you on.

Dr. Bob Kelso:
I'll have you note that I do not authorize any drug for this hospital that I haven't personally researched.

Dr. Elliot Reid:
What did the research for Clo-Veritol say, sir?

Dr. Bob Kelso:
..."When life's not fair... at all... use Clo-Veritol". [leaves. Elliot smiles satisfied]

Dr. Perry Cox:
Check out Barbie boo-hottie slamming Big Bob... that a girl!

Dr. Elliot Reid:
I have spent the last three years in this hospital getting pushed around because I'm little Barbie from Connecticut. But there's a new toy in town and her name is B*tch-Slap Barbie... from... Connecticut...

Dr. Perry Cox:
Still, let's remember that you can't even drive the doctor-car without big daddy sitting right there besides you, because you went ahead and accidentally gave the patient over in bed 4 macrolides and opiates, two medications that, I guarantee you, are gonna make her nauseous.

Dr. Elliot Reid:
[scoffs] My patient is fine, and I don't need you... [sound of the patient vomiting]

Dr. Perry Cox:
I roughly think that would be the faint sound of your patient vomiting; you may be having trouble hearing it over the much louder sound of me being right yet again. Ooooh... [Elliot leaves; Cox looks over himself and sighs] God! My brilliance is now becoming a bit of a burden. Get back to me.