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#315 : Mon mentor torturé

Mon mentor torturé

Réalisateur : Craig Zisk
Scénariste : Gabrielle Allan

Malgré le décès de son frère, Jordan semble se porter à merveille. Cependant, Cox n'a pas encore bien encaissé la nouvelle et se laisse un peu aller. De plus, sa femme a invité 2 de ses copines qui vivent chez Cox pour quelques jours. Pendant ce temps, à l'hôpital, la nouvelle chirurgienne titulaire débarque et ressemble à s'y méprendre à Cox.

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My Tormented Mentor

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Mon mentor torturé

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Why Kelso and Todd Are The Way They Are

Why Kelso and Todd Are The Way They Are


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Plus de détails

Dr. Cox, unshaven and in a jersey, zones out on the couch.

J.D.'s Narration: It's been two weeks since Ben's death, and even though he was Jordan's brother, Dr. Cox was having a much harder time with it than she was.

Jordan comes in, flipping on the light.

Jordan: Sweetie, are you gonna lie around on the couch all day again today?

Dr. Cox: What am I supposed to do?

Jordan: You know what might be fun? Cleaning yourself.

Dr. Cox: I'd wash up, but I'm afraid to go in our bathroom.

Jordan: Why?

He points at two women, Allison and Maddie (a Brit), as they come in from the back.

J.D.'s Narration: Jordan's best friends came to town for the funeral, and unfortunately for Dr. Cox, they still haven't left.

Maddie: Since Perry won't stop using the loo without lifting the seat, I've started to use his sink.

Jordan: Aren't you a little dolled up for the movies?

Allison: If little miss co-dependent here doesn't get "shagged" every two days, she gets the shakes.

Maddie: It's true. Look.

She holds out her trembling hand.

Dr. Cox: 'Course, that could be 'cause you're sober for a change.

Maddie: Maybe!

Dr. Cox: [surprised] Mmm!

Allison: [condescending] You silly. Are you still mad because we tried to fix Jordan up with someone yesterday?

Dr. Cox growls vaguely.

Allison: Scary!

Dr. Cox: Oh, God.

Dr. Kelso and Ted are there, with Carla and Nurse Roberts behind the desk along with a few of their co-workers.
J.D. passes through.

J.D.'s Narration: Dr. Kelso was having a little female trouble of his own.

Carla: Dr. Kelso, the sexual harassment around here has gotten out of control. Yesterday somebody asked Laverne if her boobs were made for walking! It's rude! ...And it makes no sense.

Nurse Roberts: Paris and Nikki were not amused.

Carla: You named your breasts after the Hilton sisters?

Nurse Roberts: Other way around, sugar!

Ted the Lawyer: Ladies, this hospital's policy on sexual harassment is well-established. Plus--

Dr. Kelso: I'll handle this. I think what Garfunkle here is trying to say is that you should all take a second, think seriously about what's really bothering you, and then have a big group unbunching of your panties.

They all gasp, offended, as he walks away.

Continue to...
J.D. peeks out a door as Turk hurries through.

J.D.'s Narration: Every time Turk's in a hurry, I'm always tempted to jump out and scare him. Well, today's the day!

Just as Turk approaches J.D.'s door, J.D. jumps out in front of him...

J.D.: Booga! Booga! Booga! Booga!--

Turk obviously has no time to be scared, as he knocks J.D. to the ground on his way past.

J.D.: Wooo! Ack!

J.D.'s Narration: The...reason Turk's in such a rush is because he's starting a rotation with the hospital's new attending surgeon.

Follow to...
Turk joins his gathered group of coworkers as the new attending, Dr. Grace Miller, exits the O.R. in slow motion, peeling off her mask and cap to reveal a pretty face and flowing blonde hair.

Dr. Miller: So.... You guys my new residents?

J.D.'s Narration: I could tell what the guys were thinking.

***FANTASY: Dr. Miller stands before them as Marilyn Monroe, in that famous halter dress and a blonde wig.

Dr. Miller: [wispy voiced] Oh! There's so much blood! I hope it doesn't get on my dress!

Predictably, the vent below her comes on and she giggles, demurely trying to hold down her billowing skirt.


Dr. Miller: I'm Dr. Miller. A few quick things: Don't talk while I'm talking, never utter the phrase "It's Miller time", and I don't like the smell of cologne in my operating room. Now, I'd like to take a minute to listen to any questions or comments that any of you might have, and then after this minute I never want to hear from any of you -- ever, ever, ever again. Anyone?

They all stare at her, stunned.

Turk: Uh...I'm allergic to shellfish...?

Dr. Miller: Any other allergies? No? Great! You, and unibrow, go scrub up.

Todd, sporting a unibrow, steps forward.

Turk: Wht?

Todd: My waxer's in the Bahamas.

Turk: Get a new one!


Dr. Cox (dressed at least, but still not shaved), Jordan, and Jordan's friends enter. J.D.'s at the front desk.

Jordan: Okay, why don't you show the girls around while I'm in my board meeting.

Dr. Cox: Love to. Newbie? I've got a job for you.

J.D. turns to them.

Jordan: No, no. No pawning them off on Radar. They want the big-boy tour.

Dr. Cox sighs.

Allison: [flirting with J.D.] Hey, I've been sharing a guest room with razor-knees, here, for the last two weeks. Do you have a queen bed?

J.D.: Well, it would be "queen" if I took my "cwothes" off it.

Maddie: Ooh, he's quick. [to Jordan] What's he like in the sack?

Jordan: Quicker.

Allison: Oh.

J.D.: [fearful] May I be excused?

Dr. Cox: You move, you die!

Jordan: [to Cox] Be nice to my friends. [kisses him] Bye.

Allison: Bye.

Jordan: Bye.

She goes down the hall to her meeting.

Dr. Cox: Okay! [claps] Here's the tour: This is where the patients enter, upstairs is where they go to die, and down in the basement is where we slide their cold, dead bodies into the wall. Oh, and that's the gift shop.

Maddie: Where can one get a nice gin and tonic?

J.D.: You know, down the street on the right, they'll make an appletini that'll knock your socks off.

Maddie: [to Allison] Right! Let's go and get drunk before pilates!

They go back out the front door, and Dr. Cox whimpers vaguely as he heads down the hall, J.D. following along.

J.D.: So, uh, Jordan seems to be doing pretty well.

Dr. Cox: You know Jordan, she is a rock.

J.D.: How 'bout you? How you holding up?

Dr. Cox hits the button for the elevator, with no comment.

J.D.: I...I know it's been kind of tough with Ben dying.

Still no comment, Dr. Cox impatiently jabs the button again.

J.D.: Are you gonna talk ever?

The elevator arrives, and they step in.

Dr. Cox: Let me go ahead and tee this up for you, there, Annika: We are all going to die someday. For the lucky few of us it'll be nice and fast. But for most of us it'll be just as long and slow and painful as a conversation with you.

J.D.: That's a beautiful sentiment.

The door finally closes.


Turk, Elliot, and Todd are at a table together. Dr. Miller enters the cafeteria.

Todd: Hot Doc, 3 o'clock!

Turk and Elliot look to their left.

Todd: I mean 5 o'clock!

They look back over their left shoulders.

Todd: [pointing] Over there!

They finally spot Dr. Miller over their right shoulders as she approaches.

Turk: [quietly, before she arrives] Todd. Todd, let's get off on the right foot.

Dr. Miller: Hey! It might just be 'cause my expectations are low, but you guys did not suck in surgery yesterday.

Todd: Well, as long as your expectations are low, maybe we should have sex!

Turk: [thumbs up] Perfect.

Dr. Miller leans in close to Todd.

Dr. Miller: I'm concerned about you. I think you hold us women responsible for the fact that your mommy didn't pay attention to you, and if you don't get help, you'll eventually start picking up prostitutes and killing them.

Elliot: [laughing] I've always wanted to say that to him!

Dr. Miller: Welp, now you don't have to! Ha-ha-ha!

She continues on her way.

Todd: She just talked to me like I'm an idiot.

Turk: Hot chick, 12 o'clock.

Todd's eyes fly up to the ceiling.

Elliot: Wow.

Turk: I know.


Carla is working. Dr. Kelso arrives, with Ted in tow.

Dr. Kelso: Nurse Espinosa, it's been brought to my attention that there's been some inappropriate behavior lately.

Carla: I know. _I_ brought it to your attention.

Dr. Kelso: Anyway, it occurred to me that we can't allow this to continue.

Ted the Lawyer: It occurred to _you_ because _I_ researched case studies detailing the hospital's liability instead of going to single's night at the Korean church by my house!

Dr. Kelso: Ted's sad life aside, I have decided that you are going to run a sexual harassment seminar.

Carla: No one's gonna show up for that!

Dr. Kelso: It isn't optional. Anyone gets more than three complaints here in the box--

Ted puts a sturdy metal lock-box on the desk.

Dr. Kelso: --then they have to attend.

The Janitor, a Korean young lady on his arm, strolls past.

Janitor: Teddy! {Korean}
Subtitle: Teddy, we missed you last night.

Ted the Lawyer: {Korean}
Subtitle: Shut up.

Kelso and Carla look at him incredulously.

Ted the Lawyer: What? He's baitin' me.


Dr. Cox finishes treating a patient and pulls back the privacy curtain to be met face-to-face with J.D.

J.D.: Seriously, how are you?

Dr. Cox: Oh, my God. Look, Abby, I didn't write to you asking for help. So, if you continue on down this road, you're going to end up eating, breathing, and relieving yourself through a tube of some kind. Signed, Dealing With It On His Own in Kansas.

He walks over to the Nurses' Station to sign a chart.

J.D.: I wrote Dear Abby once in seventh grade 'cause I didn't have body hair like the other guys? By the time her response came out in Parade magazine, it was like a forest down there. Well, you know, "nothing ventured..."

Dr. Cox: [eyes darting] Looking for streamers and a--and a marching band, because this will be the ceremonial one-millionth time I've had to shake off something that you've said.

He shakes his head wildly.

Dr. Cox: Ahh. Yes, Newbie, I'm having a tough day. And of course I'd love to head home, but Jordan's satanic brood has taken over my apartment and no man in his right mind would dare enter that place.

He leaves, and J.D. stares off into space in thought.

J.D.'s Thoughts: Hmmm.... I should probably go to his place....


Turk and Todd are scrubbing up. Turk looks over at Todd, who flexes his fingers in the air.

Turk: Agility exercises?

Todd: No. I'm air-fondling Dr. Miller's boobies. Who's with me?

He holds up his hand for a high five, which Turk ignores.

Todd: No? Eh.

Turk: Why don't you lay off Dr. Miller? And don't say "I'd like to lay _on_ Dr. Miller."

Todd: High-five later for reading my mind!

Turk: You know, I don't think you're stupid, Todd.... Even though you're washing your hands with your gloves already on.

Todd looks at his hands. Turk's right -- gloves already on.

Todd: Dammit!

Turk: But keep your mouth shut, okay?

Dr. Miller comes to the door.

Turk: It's hard for Dr. Miller being a female surgeon around here.

Finally she makes her presence known.

Dr. Miller: All right. All those who are assisting me today, step forward.

Finished scrubbing, the two step forward.

Dr. Miller: [to Todd] Uh-uh, not so fast, beer-bong. You're out.

Turk grins cockily at Todd as he goes into the operating room.


J.D. opens the door...

J.D.: Hello? The door was open--

...and finds Allison and Maddie in a state of partial dress. They don't seem bothered in the slightest by his presence, and turn to face him.
His jaw drops and he stares momentarily before having the presence of mind to be a gentleman.

J.D.: [covering eyes] Oh, God! I'm sorry! I'm very sorry! [sort of peeking] I just came to--to tell you both that I-I think it would be better for Dr. Cox emotionally if--if you two would--would leave. Okay? Thank you.

He turns for the door.

Maddie: Just a second, darling.

J.D.: Uhhh, um.

They come closer and close the door.

Maddie: Of course, we will leave, but before we go, Allie could really use a man's opinion.

Allison: Does this bra make my boobs look real?

J.D.: Ohh, yes.

Allison: Damn. Let's switch.

They reach for their bra clasps.

J.D.: No, no, no, no, no, no! No, no, no switchies. I think we should all be happy with the bras God gave us! I really should go.

Maddie: Oh, it's all right. We were going to go to the gym, but I could just as easily throw up instead.

Allison: Or you could just give us a work-out right here.

J.D.: Uhh....

They push him down on the bed.

J.D.: I guess I could hang for a smidge.

They kneel over him.

Maddie: Good. 'Cause we've got something to tell you. Right, Allie?

Allison: [darkly] How dare you tell us to leave our best friend's house because you want to kiss Perry's ass.

***FANTASY: Allison and Maddie bare their fangs and attack J.D.'s neck with ferocity, making him a bloody mess (literally).

J.D.: You know...ladies...I'm not usually into the rough stuff, but.... Oooooh.


J.D.: [eyes closed and squirming] You shall not feast on me!

Maddie: I'm bored with this.

Allison: So am I.

They get up and leave the room.


Todd stands there as Carla counts out the complaints in the box.

Carla: Thirty four, thirty five, thirty six.... Todd, you have thirty seven complaints of sexual harassment!

He pumps his fist proudly and walks off.
Dr. Kelso comes over.

Dr. Kelso: See! It's working! Well, good luck with the seminar.

Carla: Oh! Dr. Kelso, you have five.

She holds them up.

Dr. Kelso: Oh, I know! I put those in myself to prove a point. If you'll notice, all the "Kelso"s are written with a lower-case "K".

Carla: No, they're not.

Dr. Kelso: Well, it was worth a shot. There must be some loophole for me.... Where's Ted?

Ted stands before a group of young Asian women, a drink and Korean pastry in hand.

Ted the Lawyer: Great service by Reverend Kim today, huh! So, you ladies doing anything after?

They stare at him blankly as he dunks his pastry.

Ted the Lawyer: 'Cause I'm not.

He takes a bite.


Turk is here, alone, dancing to M.V.P. & Stagga Lee's "Roc Ya Body, Mic Check, 1, 2".

Dr. Miller comes in and shuts off the music.

Dr. Miller: There's no music in my O.R., Hammer.

Turk: First of all, Hammer dance like this:
[dancing] Uh-oh! Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh! Uh-oh! Uh-oh! Hammertime!
Second, I got your back, so why don't you cut me a little slack?

Dr. Miller: You have my back?

Turk: Anybody gives you any trouble, and I'll handle the guy.

Dr. Miller: 'Cause, uh, little ol' me can't.

Turk: Well, I didn't mean it that way.

Dr. Miller: You know what's worse than the basic knuckle-dragging scalpel jocks I usually work with? You. You are the worst kind of sexist. You're one of the sneaky ones who prides himself on saying all the right things when, deep down, what you really think is that I'm just a little girl who needs protecting.
Now I would appreciate it if you would apologize.

J.D.'s Narration: Sometimes it seems like men and women speak a completely different language.

Carla stands at the front to begin her seminar.

Carla: Okay. I think you all know why you're here.

Her pupils, Dr. Kelso and The Todd sit next to each other.

Todd: Player! Check it!

He displays his t-shirt, which reads "I ♥ Vagina"

Dr. Kelso: Great stuff.

J.D.'s Narration: And when that happens, even the best of intentions can be misunderstood.

Jordan comes home to find her friends escorting J.D. out.

Jordan: What the hell is he doing here?

Maddie: Perry's little whipping boy told us to leave town.

Jordan: Huh.

J.D.: [to self] Oh, God.

J.D.'s Narration: And misunderstandings, well, they can lead to disaster.

Turk stares at Dr. Miller.

Dr. Miller: [sweetly] Dr. Turk? I asked you to apologize.

Turk: I have nothing to apologize for.

Dr. Miller: [cold] Then get out of my O.R.

He looks at her, disbelieving.

Dr. Miller: Awww.... Are you gonna cry like a little boy? [imitates childish fussing] See how I flipped it?

She winks and clicks her teeth as she turns her back on him.


Turk and Elliot talk as Nurse Roberts works behind the desk.

Turk: Dr. Miller accused me of being sexist. Me! I'm marrying Carla -- who do you think wears the pants? And the shirts...and the shoes...and sometimes my underwear.

Elliot: Really?

Turk: I said nothing.

Nurse Roberts: Mr. Roberts likes to wear my brassieres.

Elliot: Hm?

Turk: Elliot, this woman doesn't like me. It could keep me from becoming the youngest chief of surgery in history, which could keep me from curing paralysis, which could keep me from having my birthday be a national holiday! And everyone knows I hate to work on my birthday!

Cut to...
Dr. Cox approaches J.D.

Dr. Cox: May I ask you something, there, Judy? Do you have any idea what it's like to have three angry, under-fed women tear you several new ones for a full hour?

J.D.: Actually, yes. I caught the matinee of that show; definitely not for the whole family.

Dr. Cox: Then for the last time, don't stick any part of your hairless body into my business. Trust me, there is nothing for you to gain from it. Because even if you went on a cruise to the most remote regions of the ocean and rescued my drowning, salt-soaked body in time to pump the sea water out of my lungs and bring me back from the brink of death, I would STILL be upset that the first face I saw was yours!

J.D.: Well, you wouldn't see my face because it would be buried in your chest, giving you the hug you've been afraid to ask for your whole life!

Dr. Cox: Huh!

J.D.: Now, if you don't want my help, then fine, I'll back off.... But only because I feel a little bit guilty.

Dr. Cox: About what?

Ted taps Dr. Cox on the shoulder.

Dr. Cox: Uh?

Ted the Lawyer: Dr. Cox, you received four complaints about calling male residents by girl's names.

Dr. Cox grabs the slips of paper, angrily flipping through them.

Dr. Cox: Oh-ho. JUDY!

He spins around to J.D...well, were J.D. _used_ to be, and races down the hall in pursuit.

Dr. Cox: Oh, you come here, Judy!

He passes a rack of stuffed animals in the gift shop, one of the cute, cuddly faces nestled among being J.D.'s.


Carla is at the front, her class now including Dr. Cox, who is slumped next to Kelso.

Dr. Cox: Well done, there, Bobbo. When my patients ask me where I was all afternoon, I'll just tell them I was too busy attending this ridiculous chat-fest with you and Dr. What's-He-Over-Compensating-For? here.

Todd winks and makes a positive gun-pointing gesture.

Carla: Did I say any of you boys could talk? No, I did not.

She turns to the blackboard.

Carla: Now, this part is especially important, so I need everyone's full attention.

J.D. is seen passing the window.

Dr. Cox: [whistles] You come here, you rat-bastard! [whistles]

Dr. Cox leaps from his seat and races to the door. J.D. runs off.

Carla: Awesome!


Elliot catches up with Dr. Miller.

Elliot: Dr. Miller, hi!
You, uh, look very nice today.

Dr. Miller: Thanks! My patient just died, but if I'm looking good, I'm psyched!

Elliot: No, no. It's just that you work in a very tough specialty, and you manage to maintain your femininity and I find that very...um...sexy.

Dr. Miller: Are you asking me out on a date?

Elliot: Please! We just met! ...Not that it would make a difference if we hadn't...um....
Look, Dr. Turk is a really good friend of mine--

Dr. Miller: Uggh.

Elliot: --and he is not a sexist. And I know sexist. I mean, when my dad's not asking the maid for a neck-rub, he's telling me if I'm going to get emotional, I should do it in a closet because no one likes to see a hysterical woman.

Dr. Miller: [pointing helpfully] There's a closet right there!

Elliot: [sentimental] I know, it's one of my favorites....

Dr. Miller stops and turns to face Elliot.

Dr. Miller: Dr. Reid! I've seen you strutting around this place with your can-do attitude, and I know that you think because you're a female doctor, you're part of the solution. But you're not. Everything about you screams, "What does the cutie in Radiology think about me?" And yes, your friend Dr. Turk, he may ask you relationship advice or where to get his unfortunate girlfriend some naughty lingerie -- because we both know that when it comes to gifts, women all crave a nice leather push-up bra with tassels that go [demonstrates with fingers] around and around and around like this -- but still, I ask you, is that _respect_?

Elliot opens her mouth.

Dr. Miller: Uh, don't answer. I don't care!

She walks off, leaving Elliot to take all that in. Elliot doesn't have much time, though, as a screaming J.D. races past.

J.D.: Aaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhh!

...Followed by a raging Dr. Cox.

Dr. Cox: Move, Barbie! Move! Barbie!

After swerving around Elliot, Dr. Cox picks up his pace again, but is cut off by a gurney that's pushed through the hall. He trips over it.

J.D.'s Thoughts: Yes! He fell! I'm gonna get away!
...You know who I haven't seen today?

The Janitor pokes his head out a doorway and sticks up his arm, clotheslining J.D.

J.D.: Ook! Waaagh!

Dr. Cox comes over.

Janitor: You lookin' for that?

Dr. Cox: Like you read about.

Dr. Cox hauls J.D. to his feet by his collar.

Dr. Cox: Come here, you.

J.D.: Ack!

Dr. Cox: Come on!

J.D.: Well, uh....

Continue to...
Jordan is there. Dr. Cox pushes J.D. in front of her.

Dr. Cox: Spill.

J.D.: Dr. Cox had nothing to do with me going to see your scary friends. I did it all on my own.

Jordan: [to Perry] I love how adult our relationship is!

Dr. Cox: Fine. You want some straight shootin'? I'm glad that you're dealing with Ben's death so well. The fact is I'm strugglin'. And having those two harpies nesting in our home is not helping. For the life of me, Jordan, I cannot figure out why they're still here. It is beyond me!

She has no response for him, not that he would have waited around for one, anyway. She stares after him, in an apparent attempt not to cry.

J.D.: You okay?

Jordan: Why don't you grow a pair, Sally!

He turns back down the hall, reaching for a slip of paper from his pocket.

J.D.: [to self] Oh, oka--that's going in the box. Girl's names are out. That's why we have a box.


Turk is writing in a chart. Elliot arrives.

Turk: Well?

Elliot: I hate to quote my mother, but Dr. Miller is so uptight she could use a pitcher of martinis and an afternoon on top of a smooth-chested pool-boy.

Turk: I knew you'd hate her.

Elliot: I love her! Turk, do you know what I would give to have a female attending like her pushing me not to let the fact that I'm a woman hold me back? I mean...you have no idea how hard it is.

Turk: _I_ have no idea?

Elliot: Look, I'm not gonna fight about whether in medicine it's harder being black or a woman.

Turk: Black!

Elliot: Woman!

Just then, a black female doctor passes.

Turk: Much prop, Dr. Rhodes.

Elliot: [beating chest respectfully] Mm.

Turk: Go get 'em.

She rolls her eyes at them and continues on.

Elliot: Turk, let me ask you one question. Gun to your head, who do you think make better doctors, men or women?

Her question hits home, making him realize how he deep down really feels about women in his profession.


All students returned, though not necessarily paying attention, as Dr. Cox is reading a book, Carla continues her class.

Carla: Nooooooo, Todd. The term "melons" _is_ just as bad as "sweater meat."

Todd: Well then I am thoroughly confused!

Carla: This is a total waste of time!

Dr. Cox: And do you know why it's a total waste of time?

He closes his book.

Dr. Cox: Well, now, take Bobbo, here. He's just a product of a different era!

A younger Dr. Kelso stands, admiring a passing nurse.

Dr. Kelso: Foxy, Enid!

As she goes buy, he smacks her bottom with his clipboard.

Enid: Oh! [giggles]

Dr. Kelso: Hot mama.


Dr. Kelso: [nostalgic] Those were the days.

Dr. Cox: And...this one. [gestures to Todd] God save me, I can't even imagine what that upbringing must have been like.

A young Todd sits with his father who leers at a passing woman.

Todd's Dad: Boy, I'd like to take a swig out of her jugs.

Little Todd doesn't notice, as he's too engrossed in whatever's playing on his headphones.
His dad pulls one of the phones away to yell at his son.

Todd's Dad: Hey, I'm talking, numb-nuts!

Todd: Dad! I'm listening to 'Annie'!


Todd: [nostalgic] It _is_ a hard-knock life.

Dr. Cox: My point is that in this tight-ass PC culture, it is damn hard to know what's kosher!

Carla: Well, then you should try stepping into our shoes! Even the strongest women walk around with this thick coat of armor all day long, because God forbid we should show the slightest sign of weakness. So just squeeze those smelly, oversized feet into the shoes of someone you really care about; and trust me, in a heartbeat you will know the right thing to do.

An expression of realization comes over Dr. Cox's face.

J.D.'s Narration: At that moment, Dr. Cox knew why Jordan's friends were still around.

He gets up from his seat and quickly leaves the room.

Cut to...
Jordan sits alone on the couch with a drink.
Dr. Cox enters, flipping on the light.

Jordan: Oh, would you turn off the lights? The baby doesn't know I'm here.

He leaves the light on.

Jordan: Doesn't matter. Likes the nanny better than me anyway.

Dr. Cox: Me too.
Hey, are your friends still in town because I've been wallowing in self pity and you need somebody to take care...of you?

Jordan: I miss Ben.

He joins her on the couch and wraps his arms around her.

Dr. Cox: Me too. God, me too.

Turk comes to the door to see Dr. Miller struggling to move the operating table.

Turk: You want me to help you move that table?

She gives him an impatient look.

Turk: Not that you can't move it!

Dr. Miller: What do you want, Dr. Turk?

Turk: I was just thinking about...you know, what you were saying when I said that thing, and--

Dr. Miller: Just say it.

Turk: ...I'm sorry.

Dr. Miller: [softening] Scrub up.

Turk: So we're cool?

Dr. Miller: -Ish. But you're a decent surgeon, and uh, I'm not one to be petty. [smiles] So why don't we put on a little music?

Turk: Yes. Why don't we.

The scrub nurse hits the button on the sound system, and Avril Lavigne's "I'm With You" comes up. Aw, how sweet. Turk thinks so too -- wow ickily, girlishly sweet. He whimpers, but puts a smile on his face.

J.D.'s Narration: There will always be a battle for power between the sexes.

Todd is eyeing a female staffer's rear, restraining himself from not touching only by the grace of Carla's instruction.

J.D.'s Narration: Sometimes a man just has to give in.

Todd: [reaching out] Gotta grab those.

Dr. Kelso steps in and slaps his hand away.

Dr. Kelso: No!

The woman, finally aware of what's going on, walks off.

Staffer: Ugh!

Dr. Kelso: [to Todd] Remember, we look...but we don't touch.

Todd: Okay.

They leer at the girl as she strides away.

J.D.'s Narration: Other times it's enough just to take a positive step.

Dr. Cox and Jordan hold each other on the couch.

J.D.'s Narration: And once in a while, even it seems cliché, a man just has to be there for her.

Dr. Cox: You know, honey, I'm--I'm here now, if you--if you want your friends to leave.

Jordan: We're getting chemical peels tomorrow.

Dr. Cox: Oh. Okay.

He takes her drink from her and drains it.

Dr. Cox: Oh...guh.


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