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#504 : Mon cas de conscience

Mon cas de conscience

Réalisateur : Rick Blue
Scénariste : Tim Hobert

JD doit rédiger une introduction pour présenter le Dr Kelso lors d'une soirée de remise de prix et veut mettre la lumière sur un côté positif de Kelso. Pendant ce temps, le Dr Cox s'attache à un patient dans un état critique qui pourrait bénéficier d'un traitement expérimental. Cependant, un client plus riche arrive, s'engage alors un combat Kelso/Cox... Carla et Turk essayent d'aider Elliot à revenir au Sacré Coeur et le concierge se moque de JD en affirmant qu'il ne connait pas le jeu appelé "Jiggly Ball".

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My Jiggly Ball

Titre VF
Mon cas de conscience

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J.D. doit rédiger une introduction pour présenter le Dr. Kelso lors d'une soirée de remise de prix, et veut mettre la lumière sur un côté positif de Kelso.

Pendant ce temps, le Dr.Cox s'attache à un patient dans un état critique qui pourrait bénéficier d'un traitement expérimental. Cependant, un client plus riche arrive, et s'engage alors un combat Kelso/Cox...

Carla et Turk essayent d'aider Elliot à revenir au Sacré Coeur et le Janitor se moque de J.D. en affirmant qu'il ne connait pas le jeu appelé "Jiggly Ball".

J.D. is watching TV as Elliot enters with a shopping bag.

J.D.'s Narration: I really missed living with Turk, but living with Elliot wasn't that bad.

Elliot: Hey, roomie! I'm having the girls from my yoga class over for drinks tonight. And F.Y.I., Tina, the tiny brunette, just got dumped -- and she's looking for rebound sex! [Plops on the couch next to him] Honestly, how could I be a better roommate?

J.D.'s Thoughts: She could be half Turk and half Elliot.

J.D. sits next to a Turk-Elliot hybrid -- black, bald, and busty -- as they play a video game.

Turkiot: Hey, dawg, if you die before me, you can play with my boobies while I finish.

J.D.: [Tosses the controller aside] I died, Turkiot. [Reaches out] Hellooooo!


J.D. has his eyes closed as he fondles the air.

Elliot: J.D., what are you doing?

J.D.: [Stops and gives a thumb's up] Nothing.

Elliot: Because it looked like you were thinking about fondling my breasts. And if that's the case, then stop thinking and start...[pushes her breasts forward]...fondling.

He reaches out.


J.D. has his eyes closed as he fondles Turk's chest.

Turk: Dude, what the hell are you doing!?

J.D.: [Stops] I miss having you as my roommate! I don't know....

Turk: Check it out -- Keith's telling Mr. Morrison about his brain tumor.

They turn to the observation window and watch the conversation inside.

J.D.'s Narration: Seeing an intern tell someone they're gonna die for the first time is strange. Because even though it's a horrible and sad experience, if they get through it, there's a sense of...accomplishment.

Keith sensitively leaves the room and shuts the door behind him with a sigh.

Keith: [Pumping a fist] Nailed it! Hell, yeah!

J.D.: Good job, man. What'd you say?

Keith: Well, I just told him that there's nothing more we can do right now.

&: Ooooooh.

Keith: What?

J.D.: "Nothing more we can do right now" implies there may be something we can do tomorrow.

Keith: Well, I also said we'd make him as comfortable as possible!

Turk: Sounds like someone's getting new pillows and a comforter.

Keith: That man knows he's doomed!

They look in at the patient who happily smiles and waves.
They wave back.

J.D.: Yeeeeaaaah, I'm gonna need you to go back in there and use some form of the word "die" -- dead, dying, deadsies, Deadwood -- your choice.

Keith: What was the middle one?

J.D.: Deadsies.

Keith goes back in the room.

Turk: Deadwood?

J.D.: Did you know cowboys used to curse?

Turk: I didn't know that.

Dr. Kelso and Ted enter the area.

Ted: Gather round, people! Dr. Kelso has an announcement to make!

Dr. Kelso: That'll be all, Ted. You can go back to doing whatever you were doing.

Ted: It was my day off.

The camera angle widens to show that he's just put on a dress shirt, tie, and blazer on over his Bermuda shorts and flip-flops. He turns and carries his cooler back out.

Dr. Kelso: Due to lack of funds, I'm shutting down our babymobile, which means there will no longer be free prenatal care for underprivileged women. Bottom line -- if you're thinking about knocking up a homeless gal, I'd do it this weekend.

One of the staffers, an older gentleman with silver hair and beard and black framed glasses chuckles.

Dr. Kelso: Thank you, Colonel Doctor.

Colonel Doctor: Excuse me?

Dr. Kelso: I'm sorry, I don't know your name, and you look like that Kentucky Fried Chicken guy.
[Colonel Doctor gives a trademark "O-K" sign.]
Moving on. This Friday, I am receiving an award from the A.M.A.--

Dr. Cox: Jerk-Off of the Year. No, Bastard of the Year! Uh, don't you tell me! Guy I Despise So Much, I'd Pay Someone To Kill Ya and Stuff Ya and Leave Ya by my Bed, So That When I Wake Up in the Morning, I Could Roll Over and Punch You in the Face...of the Year.

Dr. Kelso: Aaand we're back. Anyway, I need one of you attendings to introduce me at the dinner, so figure it out.

He turns and leaves.

J.D.: [To Cox] How do we handle this?

Dr. Cox: Same way we have for years.

Flash to...
Cox and several attendings sit in wheelchairs, balancing on the back wheels.

Dr. Cox: First one who falls...introduces Kelso.

J.D.: [Still on all four of his wheels] Unfortunately for you guys, I have the balance of a--

J.D.'s Thoughts: Careful! You're about to let Dr. Cox know you were a gymnast in high school!

J.D.: Fine, let's do this. Wheels up.
[Tips his chair back.]
'Kay, come on, Dorian. Find your center! Round the rosie!
Hey! I got it!
[Rolling backwards] WhoooaaaI don't got it!

Continue to...
It arrives to the bottom floor with a ding, and J.D. rolls his chair out.

J.D.: [Struggling to balance] Whoa! Whoa!
Reel it in! Take it clockwise! Fight your feeeeaaaar!

Continue to...
J.D. rolls out the door.

J.D.: [Still struggling to balance] Come on, come on. Be the chair! You gotta want it, Johnny D.! You gotta want it! [Rolls backwards down the ramp] Hoooooooooooooooo!

And finally, he tips over onto his back.
Already down here and watching are all the other attendings, still in perfect balance.

Dr. Cox: Oh! Tough break, there, Newbie.
Group! Position right! Ho!
[They turn their still-balanced chairs and roll out.]
[Leading a cadence chant] I don't know but I believe!

Attendings: I don't know but I believe!

Dr. Cox: Newbie's loss...

J.D. drops his head to the pavement in defeat.


Dr. Cox and J.D. walk through.

J.D.: So I have to introduce Kelso. Big whoop.

Dr. Cox: I don't think you understand the predicament that you're in here. Kelso expects a long, glowing testimonial. The kind that make men cheer and women...what is it that women do, Newbie?

J.D.: How the hell would I know?

J.D.'s Thoughts: They swoon!

Dr. Cox: Look, if you get up there and start kissing Kelso's ass, all your fellow attendings will forever think of you as a brown-nosing toady. On the other hand, if you don't pucker up, Kelso will make your life a living hell. You're officially trapped.

They stop at the front desk.

J.D.: I'll just say something nice about him that's actually true.

Dr. Cox: You go do that. And I'll go find God, quit drinking, get in touch with myself emotionally, and we'll meet right back here at half past impossible. Mm'kay?

He walks off, pretending to synchronize his watch.

J.D.: Everyone has a human side, Coxy. Even Kelso.

Nurse Roberts: The hell he does. I remember a flu epidemic -- we lost half a dozen children in one day. Hm.

Dr. Kelso comes out the door and down the stairs.

Nurse Roberts: [Voiceover] The second Kelso's foot hits the bottom of those stairs --

The camera angle shows the pavement's point of view of Kelso's foot coming down.
He walks off whistling.

Nurse Roberts: [Voiceover] -- he doesn't have a care in the world.


Nurse Roberts takes a bite of her muffin and checks what's on the TV.

J.D.: You know, Laverne, I'm a doctor. So I'm not really gonna take my psychological evaluations from someone who dispenses them in between watching Maury and eating a corn muffin.

She shoots him a dirty look.

J.D.'s Thoughts: Okay, that was too mean. Apologize.

J.D.: Laverne, I...

J.D.'s Thoughts: Aw, the hell with it. She's not gonna forgive you -- go for broke!

J.D.: I was watching CNN earlier. Apparently the terror alert in your armpits has been elevated to orange.
Oh, no he didn't! Yes, Laverne, he did. [Snaps.]

She glares at him as he walks off, and snaps her clipboard in half.
J.D. runs into the Janitor on his way into the hall.

Janitor: "Laverne...I'm a doctor..." You're a bit of a know-it-all, aren't you.

J.D.: Well, I know a lot.

Janitor: Yeah? Who was Deep Throat?

J.D.: Mark Felt, the FBI guy. That's been all over the news for months.

Janitor: Oh, sorry, rich boy. My TV doesn't get the news. Just the Bible channel and some kind of Chinese boxing.
I bet you don't know how to play Jiggly Ball!

J.D.: That's because there's no such thing.

Janitor: Ha-HA! I knew you didn't know.

Dr. Kelso exits a nearby office and goes down the hall.
J.D. zips past the Janitor to follow after.

J.D.'s Thoughts: I know if I just follow Dr. Kelso around for a while, he'll eventually do something decent. I'm a master of stealth, I can sneak up on anybody.

J.D. tries to be sneaky, but Kelso turns right in his face, stopping him short.

Dr. Kelso: Why are you following me?

J.D.: Sir, aren't you being a little paranoid?

Dr. Kelso: I was in 'Nam, you know. They pulled off my fingernails.

J.D.: [Pointing at the stud in Kelso's ear] When did you get an earring?

A disheveled Kelso sits on the couch holding a small diamond earring.

Dr. Kelso: Enid, I'm not cheating on you! This earring is mine!

He jabs it into his lobe, producing a fair amount of blood but little obvious pain (the stint in 'Nam paid off).

Dr. Kelso: See?


Dr. Kelso: It's a hip-hop world, son. Keep up or get out of the way.

He heads back down the hall.

J.D.: [To self] I gotta get an earring!

Cut to...
I.C.U. -- HALL
J.D. and Turk walk through.

J.D.: Turk, have you heard of Jiggly Ball?

Turk: Yeah, it's a game the orderlies made up.

J.D.: I've heard of it, too. It's so awesome that we've both heard of it.

Turk: Yes. That--that's awesome.

They turn in to...
The man is sitting up in his bed.

Turk: Mr. Keck! What do you say we get you into surgery and take care of that hernia!

Mr. Keck: Ummm, I don't know if surgery is necessary.
Last night I was in pain, so I went to a free clinic. The doctor there said surgery wasn't my only option.

Turk: Well, you're just gonna have to get him on the phone and tell him that I won't be second-opinioned by a clinic doctor who couldn't carry my jockstrap! [Holds his hand up to J.D.] Gimme some!

J.D.: [High-fives him] Here it is.

Turk: Ho!

Time Lapse...
Elliot is on the phone with Mr. Keck.

Elliot: Yeah, I think I know this guy. Is he a cocky black doctor with a white doctor following him around and looking at him like he's in love?

The patient looks over at the waiting J.D. and Turk.

J.D.: [To Turk] You would make a pretty girl.

Mr. Keck: [Into phone] Yeah.


Elliot: All right, now repeat after me...


Mr. Keck: [To Turk] "You can't decide for me, that's not your duty."


Elliot: And are they both trying not to laugh at the word "duty"?

J.D. and Turk try to stifle their giggles.

Mr. Keck: [Into phone] Yeah.
Hey, Heckle and Jeckle, you know what? No surgery.

Turk: [Grabbing the phone] Who the hell is this?

Phone: [Male voice] Where are my shoelaces?

Elliot grabs her phone back from the man and hangs it up.

Elliot: I said to tell him that he had a laxity in the peritoneal wall and that surgery was unnecessarily invasive! Was that so hard?


Dr. Cox talks to the patient.

Dr. Cox: Mr. Morrison, I understand that one of our interns spent an hour in here telling you over and over that you are going to die. I would make him apologize personally, but I'm having him spend the rest of the day checking that countertop's heartbeat.

He turns to look out the door to the Nurses' Station, where Keith is doing just that.

Keith: [Standing and waving] Sorry, Mr. Morrison!

Dr. Cox: KEITH! I think Mr. Countertop would really appreciate your undivided attention.
[Keith goes back to his task, and Cox turns back to the patient.]
Now, the hospital is running an experimental drug trial on a medication that they're hoping will reduce the size of tumors. And, well, I'm gonna try my hardest to get you in there.

Mr. Morrison: I really appreciate that, sir.

J.D. comes up next to Keith.

J.D.: Ahhh! Checking Mr. Countertop's heartrate! [Slams his chart down on the surface, paining Keith] Memories. Do you know that once, Dr. Cox made me give every air conditioning unit in this hospital a pap-smear? The wacky thing was room 403 did have some yeast issues.

Dr. Cox exits Mr. Morrison's room.

J.D.: Look, Dr. Cox, this intro is killing me. Have you seen Kelso?

Dr. Cox: Nope! But, our new patient, Mr. Franks, in here is crazy rich [points into the next observation room], so I'd imagine Big Bob will be here momentarily to make love to his moneyclip.

A gust of wind disturbs their charts as a blurry figure representing Kelso whizzes past and into Mr. Franks' room.

Dr. Kelso: [Greeting Mr. Franks] Hi! Bob Kelso.

Time Lapse...
Kelso exits the room and approaches J.D. and Cox at the Nurses' Station.

Dr. Kelso: Listen up, bozos. That gentleman over there is basically a cash piñata waiting to be whacked open. So how about someone diagnoses him so I can get my candy?

Dr. Cox: I'll be glad to do it, Bob -- if you'll do me a favor and put my patient, Mr. Morrison, in that experimental drug trial.

Dr. Kelso: Sure, what the hell.

Dr. Cox: [Walking off] Deal.

J.D.'s Narration: Finally I had something I could say in my speech...

Heavenly music plays as Kelso is illuminated in an ethereal glow and levitates beatifically.

J.D.'s Narration: Dr. Kelso was an angel!


Elliot turns off the exam light she was using on her underprivileged patient.

Elliot: Look, Lorraine, the sooner you let me have a look at that rash, the sooner we can get you back home. [The patient looks at her.] I mean, back on the street, which is your home. Hey! Home Street Home, huh? [Chuckles and snorts.] I'm sorry, Lorraine, that was incredibly insensitive.

There's the sound on knocking on glass, and she turns to see Carla, Turk, and J.D. waving wildly at her from the other side of the room's observation window.

Elliot: Frick!

Time Lapse...
Elliot has collected her friends at the front desk.

J.D.: So this is where germs are born!

Elliot: [To Carla] I cannot believe that you told these guys!

Turk: Elliot, she didn't. My patient told me that his clinic doctor was this blonde-haired woman who talked so fast and in such a high-pitched voice when she was upset, her words just eventually became gibberish.

Elliot: [Increasingly high pitched] I really do not talk like that. I'm getting pretty tired of you guys constantly saying [gibberish]!

Carla: Elliot, sweetie, nobody but me can understand you.

Elliot: [Gibberish squeal.]

Carla: That's just Turk, you know that's how he is.

J.D.: You knew she worked here? I can't believe you kept a secret. Remember before your wedding, when you sold me out to Turk?

Carla: J.D., you showed up drunk at my shower screaming through tears that I'd never be as emotionally connected to him as you are.

J.D.: Turk knew I was joking.

J.D.'s Thoughts: Because we're so emotionally connected!

Turk: Elliot, nobody respects clinic doctors.

Elliot: Really, Turk? I think your hernia patient does.

Turk: [Laughing] I'm not upset about that!

Carla: It's obvious you are.

J.D.: It's more obvious to me, baby -- I mean Turk.

Elliot: Look, I know this place isn't the greatest, but it's not like I lie awake thinking about being yelled at by Dr. Cox or playing Jiggly Ball with the orderlies.

J.D.'s Thoughts: How do I not know about this game!?!?

Elliot: At this clinic, I get to practice medicine for people who really need me. I mean, honestly I feel like I belong here.

Across the room, an orderly hangs up the phone.

Orderly: Dr. Cole just got stabbed in the parking lot, and we're out of gauze. Is it cool if I take lunch?

Elliot: [On the verge of tears] This place is crushing my soul!


Carla and J.D. are back to work. Cox goes over a chart.

J.D.: [To Cox] Can you believe Elliot's working in a free clinic?

Dr. Cox: Who?

J.D.: Dr. Reid?

Dr. Cox: I'm sorry, that's just not ringing a bell.

Carla: She and J.D. used to sleep together.

Dr. Cox: "J.D."?

J.D.: That's not even funny!

Dr. Cox: Priscilla, I honestly, on my mother's grave, thought your real name was Carol.

Carla: [Reading a chart] Whoa, whoa. You wanna hear a weird coincidence? The pathology just came back on Dr. Kelso's rich patient? He has the same brain tumor as your guy, Mr. Morrison.

J.D. and Cox exchange a look and take off down the hall.
They burst through the doors of the I.C.U. ward.

J.D.'s Narration: I don't know why we were running. Because I think we both knew that we couldn't change anything.

They blow past Keith, still monitoring Mr. Countertop's heartrate, and into Mr. Frank's observation room, where the bed is empty.

J.D.'s Narration: Because given a choice between a rich guy and a poor guy, it was pretty obvious who Bob Kelso would put in the drug trial...and who he'd leave behind.

They look through the glass into Mr. Morrison's room, where the man still lays waiting for his chance to live.

Lapse to...
Disheartened, J.D. takes a seat on the steps.

J.D.'s Thoughts: Another banner day at Sacred Heart.

Disheartened, Elliot allows her attention to drift from her stack of paperwork to her unfulfilling surroundings.

J.D.'s Thoughts: A best friend stuck in a crappy job....

Disheartened, Dr. Cox finishes checking on Mr. Morrison's vitals.

J.D.'s Thoughts: A nice guy slowly dying without a fighting chance....

J.D. rests his chin in his hand.

J.D.'s Thoughts: It's a wonder how anyone can walk out of this place with a smile on their face.

Dr. Kelso heads out the door behind him and comes down the stairs.
The second his foot hits the bottom, he takes a deep, happy breath and whistles on his way to his car.


J.D. and Turk are here with Carla.

Carla: We have to help Elliot get her job back.

Turk: Honey, there's no money to hire another attending.

J.D.: Maybe, though. Dr. Bailey was fired last night.

Carla: Why?

Dr. Bailey faces the young female patient sitting on the table before him.

Dr. Bailey: For this procedure, I'm going to have to numb you.... [Clicks on his pen light and stares at her chest] Num, num, num, num, num, num, num!


Carla stares incredulously.

Turk: You know, in Dr. Bailey's defense--

Carla: No, no, no, no.

J.D.: There have been times--

Carla: No.

Time lapse...
Carla, Turk, J.D. and Elliot are having drinks at the bar.

Carla: So anyways, we figured if I offered to do the nursing schedules, and these guys volunteered to do extra shifts at the clinic, Dr. Kelso might give you your job back!

Elliot: No, thanks.

Carla: Why?

J.D. looks off.

"One Year Later"
Carla drops a huge stack of files in front of Elliot.

Elliot: Carla, I can't do your paperwork, I am swamped!

Carla: I got you your job back.

"Two Years Later"
Sharing a table, Turk reaches his fork over to Elliot's plate.

Elliot: [Swats him] Turk, I am not giving you my last tater-tot!

Turk: I got you your job back!

"Two And A Half Years Later"
J.D. and Elliot walk through.

Elliot: J.D.! I don't care if they're able to successfully attach one person's limbs onto another person's body -- I am not giving you my hands!

J.D.: Job back!

"One Day Later"
J.D. and Elliot sit together as the lights come up and the audience applauds.
J.D. wipes his eyes with his primary hands as his secondary hands clap. Elliot claps her wrist stumps.

J.D.: Just a beautiful film! Just beautiful!

He feeds himself some popcorn with his secondary hands, then offers her the tub.

J.D.: Corn?

She struggles with her stumps.

J.D.: Oh, let me help you. Let me -- I got you. Here you go.

He feeds her with one of his additional hands, and she licks the fingers.

J.D.: [Giggling] You're tickling your hands! Wait, stop! You're tickling your hands!

Elliot: Buttery!

J.D.: Okay, keep going. I enjoy it, actually.


J.D.: Ahhh, two and a half years away from chest hands....

Elliot: I have to handle this on my own, okay?

She puts her drink down and leaves.
Meanwhile, Turk has a couple of hands under his arms and rubbing his chest.

J.D.: [Behind Turk] See? These are chest hands.

Turk: That's what I'm talkin' about.

J.D.: [Giving thumbs up] 'Course, yours would be brown....


J.D. follows behind Kelso.

J.D.'s Narration: The next day started poorly. I only had eight hours until Kelso's awards dinner, and someone else was boxing me out.

Cox comes from an intersecting hallway to join the parade.

Dr. Cox: Hey, Bob, I need to talk to you about my drug trial patient?

Kelso increases his pace and zips out the door.
Cox and J.D. give chase out in to...
Kelso is gone.

Dr. Cox: Ah, we lost him, Newbie.

J.D. turns and goes back inside.
Cox turns to do the same, but stops at the doctor-and-patients mural painted on the wall.

Dr. Cox: Bob? I can see you.

Kelso stands frozen in a pose to blend in with the painting.

Dr. Cox: Oh, for God's sake, you're three-dimensional.


J.D. stands by as Turk talks to his patient.

Turk: It's true, Mr. Keck, you could probably get by without the surgery. But why would you? I'm the smartest, most skilled surgeon in this place!

Mr. Keck: Are you stuck in that candy machine?

The camera angle widens to reveal Turk crouched on the floor with his arm shoved inside the candy machine slot.

Turk: I paid for my Rollos, I'm getting my Rollos!

Mr. Keck: [Walking off] Mmm-hmm.

Carla arrives to the scene.

Carla: [Chuckling] Nice! [To J.D.] Why aren't you mocking him?

He pulls an empty coffee pot that's stuck on his hand from behind his back.

J.D.: I dropped a quarter in here.

Turk chuckles -- misery loves company.

Carla: Guys, listen, we really need to help Elliot.

Turk: Baby, she said she doesn't want to be helped.

Carla: If J.D. were drowning and he told you he didn't want you to save him, wouldn't you do it?

Turk: That depends. What if there're hot chicks at the pool? Maybe he wants one of them to jump in and save him?

Carla: Let's say there's no women.

Turk: There's always women at the pool, baby!

Carla: Fine. He's in a pond.

J.D.: Oh, I would never swim in a pond! They're infamous for serpents!

Turk: You could swim at the Y on Tuesdays -- men only.

J.D.: Have you been to the Y on man night? Not me.

Carla: N--oka--fine! Turk's the one who's drowning!

Turk: Oh! So now a brother can't swim!

J.D.: Why do you have to go there?

Carla: Oh my God! I would rather play Jiggly Ball than try to explain this to you two idiots.

She turns on her heel and leaves.
The stuck boys, pride somehow still intact, watch her go.

J.D.'s Thoughts: She's the idiot! We're doctors.


Kelso remains frozen against the mural. Cox grabs his arm.

Dr. Cox: Bob, I'm physically touching your arm now.

Nothing. He lets go.

Dr. Cox: Oh, come on, I know you're here.

After a beat, Kelso casually "comes back to life."

Dr. Kelso: Oh, hi, Perry! What can I do for you?

Cut to...
Kelso and Cox stand at the foot of the man's bed.

Dr. Cox: Anyway, I just wanted to introduce you to our Chief of Medicine.

Mr. Morrison: Sir, I can't tell you how well everyone's treating me.

Dr. Kelso: That's what we're here for!

He walks out in to...
Cox chases after.

Dr. Cox: You, uh, you forgot to tell him you were bumping him from the drug trial.

Dr. Kelso: I've got work to do, Perry.

Dr. Cox: You're not going anywhere.

He grabs Kelso by the shoulder.
An ominous percussion beat sounds as Kelso turns to face Cox with a glare -- CLANG!
Cox meets the glare with his own -- CLANG!
The camera zooms in on Kelso's icy stare -- CLANG!
The camera zooms in on Cox's eyes meeting the challenge -- CLANG!

Dr. Kelso: [Looking off] You hearin' that?

J.D. bangs his coffee pot-trapped hand against the lightpole.

J.D.: What kinda glass is this!?

He whacks one more time -- CLANG! -- and the glass shatters.

J.D.: Ow....

He walks back into the building, the plastic handle of the pot still around his wrist.

Cox and Kelso face each other.

Dr. Kelso: There was one spot open in the study. I gave it to the rich guy because, with the money he's now donating, I can reopen the prenatal unit.

Dr. Cox: What really bothers me is that you can look in there at John Morrison, a guy you essentially gave a death sentence to...and just not care.

Dr. Kelso: It's not my job to care, Perry.

He walks off.


J.D. approaches the Janitor, who's leaning against the front desk.

J.D.: Can I talk to you for a second?

Janitor: No. I'm busy cleaning.

Everyone in the area cracks up laughing.

Janitor: [Chuckles.] That one always kills.

J.D.: Remember earlier when I told you I'd never heard of Jiggly Ball? I was joking. I play it all the time.

He starts to walk off again, but Janitor grabs his handle.

Janitor: I like this. It's an idiot handle!

He wags J.D.'s arm around.

J.D.: [Jerking loose] Get off!

Janitor: As it happens, we're heading out right now to play some Jiggly Ball. Are you in?

J.D.'s Thoughts: Just say no!

J.D.: [Cocky] Jiggle me in.

Cut to...
The Janitor ushers J.D. out here and over to a 10 foot circle chalked on the pavement.

Janitor: All righty, you're gonna go first. Please enter the jiggly circle.
Everybody else, on my signal, prepare to throw.

The huge group of staffers gathered around the circle, including Turk, Carla, Elliot, and Ted, raise their tennis balls -- all aiming at J.D.

J.D.: Throw?

Janitor: Now.

At once, they all gleefully pelt him with numerous tennis balls until he collapses to the ground.

Janitor: Now, anyone who caught a jiggle rebound may step up to the death line!

J.D. nervously looks as one pair of feet approach the chalked line very near his circle. It's Nurse Roberts dressed for game.

Nurse Roberts: I want you to think of this as a corn muffin.

She pulls back and hammers J.D. with her tennis ball, which ricochets into the air.
The Janitor crouches down to J.D.

J.D.: There is no such thing as Jiggly Ball, is there....

Janitor: No. [Catches the falling ball.]


Turk and Elliot watch Carla apply ointment to the tennis ball-sized red marks all over J.D.'s torso as he breathes deeply through the pain.

Carla: Good...good.

J.D.: Guys, why?

Carla: The Janitor told us that if we pretended to know about Jiggly Ball, we get to throw tennis balls at you.

Turk: [Laughing] And I couldn't pass it up, dude!

Elliot: I got my shift covered! Heh!

J.D.: I could see where it would be funny from the outside of the circle....

From down the hall, Ted runs at J.D. with his arm raised and shouting.
J.D. screams.

Ted: [Laughs.] Hey. Kelso's leaving for his award thing, so if you want to talk to him about Dr. Reid, do it now.

He turns and leaves.

Elliot: I told you guys to leave it alone.

Carla: Oh, would you stop being so proud?

Elliot: I'm proud? Carla! After the wedding, you wouldn't even take Turk's name!

Carla: I use it for official things!

Elliot: Letting him call you Mrs. Turk in the bedroom isn't official.

Turk: But it is officially hot!

Elliot: And Turk, you freaked out when the hernia patient listened to me over you.
And J.D.! You just let the entire hospital pummel you with tennis balls because you were too proud to admit you didn't know what "Jiggly Ball" was.

J.D.: [Waving his fingers] I think there may be something wrong with my spine, because I'm not doing that.

Carla: Elliot, look, we just care about you.

Elliot: Yeah, well, don't worry about it. I'll get back on top on my own.

She walks off.
Kelso, in his suit, stops on his way past.

Dr. Kelso: Chop-chop, Dorian.

J.D. stiffly starts off to follow.

Flash to...
J.D., now in his suit, stiffly walks to the podium.

J.D.'s Narration: Even though I had no clue what I was gonna say, Elliot's attitude inspired me to go introduce the hell out of Bob Kelso.

Kelso taps his glass to quiet the room.

J.D.: Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Bob Kelso is a--

Dr. Kelso: [Rises and takes the mic] Thank you, Dr. Dorian! [The audience claps.] Thank you so much for this award. Delighted to see you all...

J.D. slumps into the seat next to Cox. The rest of Kelso's speech is drowned out by...

Dr. Cox: Did I say he wanted a long introduction? Because Kelso just, he just likes when people say his name. Hope you didn't obsess too much about that, Newbie.

"Sideways" by Citizen Cope comes up.

J.D.'s Narration: Over the next few weeks, I couldn't help thinking about what I had planned to say in my speech. About how pride defines who we are.

Cut to...
Elliot walks through with the orderly.

♪ It ain't easy ♪

Orderly: [Handing her a chart] This guy has an S.T.D., and he definitely doesn't want his wife to find out.

She takes the chart with a disgusted sigh and opens the exam room door.
Inside is the waiting Kelso.

Dr. Kelso: Crap.

♪ There's no words to describe it ♪

Cut to...
Carla, Turk, and J.D. are at the front desk.

J.D.'s Narration: As far as Bob Kelso goes, I know sometimes even the good things he does are for the wrong reasons.

Kelso and Elliot enter.

Dr. Kelso: I'd like everyone to welcome back Dr. Reid.

He walks off to his office as Elliot joins her happy, clapping friends and gives them a hug.

Cut to...
Many underprivileged pregnant women come and go.

J.D.'s Narration: Still, I also know that I wouldn't want to have to make any of the decisions that he makes.

Cut to...
Dr. Cox pulls the sheet over Mr. Morrison's lifeless body. Behind him, Dr. Kelso silently watches through the observation window.

♪ These feelings won't go away
They been knockin' me sideways ♪

Cut to...
A crestfallen Kelso descends the stairs to leave.

J.D.'s Narration: But when all is said and done, I'd like to think he does care a little.

Kelso's foot reaches the bottom step. The weight of the day doesn't lift from his face.

♪ But these feelings won't go away ♪

He continues towards his car, stopping at the sight of J.D., Elliot, Turk and Carla approaching.

J.D.'s Narration: ...Even if he's too proud to show it.

Kelso brightens his expression and starts whistling as he walks past them to his car.

♪ These feelings won't go away
These feelings won't go away ♪

Fade to Black

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