Dr. John Carter: OK guys, this party is over. Lucy Knight: Was the music too loud? Dr. John Carter: No, the furniture was too on fire. Patient: Are you married? Dr. Susan Lewis: No, I'm a doctor. Dr. Maggie Doyle: No meat, no men, I'm your girl. Carter : You know, you're great. Doyle : So are you. Carter : Seriously...you're great...funny...beautiful, too. I don't suppose you would -- Doyle : Not a chance. Carter : Cheers.
Carter: I want to Marry you! Abby: What? Carter: I want to Marry you. Abby: So your proposing Carter: Yeah Abby: You’re crazy! Carter: Then I'll fit right in Carter: She's very mature for her age. You know, she's cool, she's fine, she's- Abby: She's Britney Spear's little sister Abby: Bend over. Carter: You could at least buy me dinner first Abby: No it’s not. Jerry: I think it is. Abby: Well, let’s hang it on the fridge next to your report card. Jerry: Thanks mom, you’re the best