All language subtitles for Scrubs - 3x09 - My Dirty Secret.eng

Relationships can be defined by
how long people have been together.

I am so late, I don't
even have time to eat.

Whether you've been
together for a few weeks...

Do you wanna have sex?

Yes.

...or together for three years.

Baby?

Hm?

What do you think about getting
pregnant right after the wedding?

See ya!

Carla! You can't ask a guy
that while he's driving!

My bad.

Yes, it was your bad, Carla.

...Or whether you've been
together for more than five years.

Why don't we ever have sex?

I find it a little hard to feel sexy seeing as I
passed a human being out of my body six months ago.

Hey, lookit, I had front seats to that
bloodbath, and it hasn't affected my sex drive.

Oh, no, no, no, no, I got that when you asked the
lactation nurse if she needed help getting things started!

Right.

You know, Perry, a lot of men
would be happy just to have a baby.

So, you're currently on the pill, right?

Yes! Will you please, just drop it!

Okay. 'Cause, you know, you've gotta
take it the same time every day.

Right.

When I was in high school, I went to Europe for a month and I forgot to
take my birth control pills, so I took like thirty the day I got home.

What happened?

Elliot! Your homecoming date is here!

Uh.... Stall him!!!

Nothing.

Oh, Todd, you simply must sample one of
these tea buns my mum sent over from Sussex.

Up high two times. One's for "buns", one's
for the "sex" part of Sussex! Come on!

Whoa, an American high-five!

How perfectly vulgar.

Yeah.

I think the Janitor's
pretending to be British.

You mean Klaus, the German guy?

Guten Tag, Doug.

Thanks!

That means "nice haircut."

No it doesn't!

Mind your own beeswax.

I guess around here, you have
to be prepared for anything.

Mmm, Britishy!

...Especially if you're dealing with
a patient who needs emergency surgery.

Uh, where's Dr. Wen? This
patient's ready to go.

He just called. He got in a car
accident, so he can't make it.

Don't you play with me,
intercom lady! I will find you!

Relax. Dr. DiStefano is on-call.

Thank God.

We just dodged a bullet because, look, I am nowhere
near ready to perform this type of procedure solo.

I would have been terrified, you guys would have sensed it,
and it would have been a horrible experience for all of us.

Dr. DiStefano is stuck in
surgery. It's all on you, Dr. Turk.

Big piece of cake! Who's with me?

Come on!!!

Oh, yeah!

The news of Turk's successful surgery had
spread quickly. He was the stud of the hospital.

Who's the black surgeon you know that
just repaired an artery like a pro?

Turk!

That's right, baby.

Who is the doc that won't cop
out when no attendings are about?

Turk!

Right on.

Turk!

What?

Wow. You must be dancing
on the wind right now.

...That sounded straighter in my head.

Dude, today I had to sink or swim all on
my own; and guess what? A brother swam.

That is so fabulous!

What is wrong with me today!?

Dr. Wen!

I was scared when you didn't show up,

but...your car accident turned out to be
the best thing that's ever happened to me!

My wife broke both her legs.

Heh. Still.

Maybe it's just Buddha's way of telling
her to slow down a little, you know?

Oh, are you a big man? What?

Yeah. Man, I hope you haven't eaten yet,

because I'm about to force-feed
you a can of my homemade WHUPASS!

Miguel doesn't speak English, baby.

...WHUPASS!

Thanks, sweetness!

Hahahaha! Whoa!

Hey, look, Gandhi,

now just because you broke out
your little Fisher-Price surgery set

and somehow managed to _not_ kill somebody for
once, doesn't mean you're queen of the world.

You think you could do better, old man?

Watch and learn.

How's that taste? Is it delicious? Oh?

Oh, Lord. My back.

Are you okay?

Come on! I'm simply posing so your
boyfriend can get a picture of me

for his "People Who Make Me Feel
Like a Little Girl" scrapbook. Haaah!

Let's go.

Ohhh, God!

You know, Nigel, I'm
twenty-five percent British.

Really? I'm one hundred
percent not interested!

Ohh! Classic Nigel!

So, I've been asking around, and apparently
you're known as one of three people:

Nigel, the Brit; Klaus, the dim-witted
German -- yes, I said "dim-witted --

or a simple, good-natured
stutterer named Efrem.

Am I the only one that
knows the real you?

Who says this is the real me?

Perhaps this is?

Or this.

Hey, Klaus. In your country, how come Hamburg and Frankfurt,
they have nothing to do with hamburgers or hot dogs?

Why is your Lake Titicaca not
filled with boobs and poop?

So, what do you do?

Oh, I work at a hospital.

I'm a resident, which is actually
still kind of like a student.

Well, not a student as in, like, dorm rooms and
pizza runs and crazy, drunken kissing parties

-- which I know for a fact still go on in Radiology
-- but more of a student in the sense that--

Excuse me. Dude, she's got a boyfriend.

Thanks, man.

Why didn't you just tell
him you were a doctor?

I don't know.... I guess I just still
don't feel like a doctor, you know?

I mean, that whole thing with
Turk today really got me thinking.

Like, I've ran codes before, but there's always
been someone right there ready to bail me out.

Like, I've never had that one
defining, sink-or-swim moment.

Have you?

Yeah, but I didn't, like,
make a big deal out of it.

I was just made partner at my law firm.
I drive a Beemer. And this is my wife.

Oh, well, this is Mr. Booker.
He's alive because of me.

I thought you said there'd
be some bitches here?

We just got here! Look around!

We actually had a fun night...until
he urinated all over my rental car.

So you're saying your mom made you pancakes this morning, and
you didn't even know that it was pancake day in the cafeteria?

You get outta here!

And the
craziest thing--

No, I'm serious, Nervous
Guy: Get outta here!

Why won't you admit you hurt your back?

Carla, come on!

Back injuries are for 80-year-old guys
named Norman who have pants up to here,

nose-hairs down to here, and who start
every sentence with the very elegant

Uh-huh.

Oops. You dropped your badge.

Your move there, ... Norman.

That's impressive.

You wanna know what
the janitor did today?

No!

Bambi, you idiot.

I love 'The Fugitive'. Who would you rather
sleep with, Tommy Lee Jones or Harrison Ford?

Harrison Ford, hands down.

...But you were probably talking
to Carla. I'm having such a gay day!

"Day"?

Yeah! It's just this whole janitor
thing has thrown me for a loop.

Danni, we should watch
the movie in Turk's room,

because he's gonna keep talking about the
janitor, even though we begged him not to.

I won't, sweetie, trust me.

Let's go.

I just wanna know what kind of freak needs to
spend all day pretending to be somebody else!

Uh, listen, this is ____unit number 23. I got a possible
sighting of Richard Kimball on northbound ______.

Kimball!

Janitor!

Mr. Moran, I don't want
to make any promises,

but, uh, your cellulitis is resolving nicely,
and I think that you'll be out of the woods soon.

So tell me something: How did an old geezer like me
end up with the prettiest young doctor in the place?

It's actually just a
simple rotation system

based on when your shift started and
the last patient that you've seen--

Sweetheart, I'm just
paying you a compliment.

I have to go.

Thanks for saying I'm pretty.

Mm. Oh, yeah. Oh,
hello...sweet...oh, sweet couch.

I've been thinking about
what you said this morning.

And you're right, we have not
been having enough sex lately.

Turns out yes, yes we have.

No, we haven't. And tonight, we're gonna
do it the way you always fantasized about.

Laying down in a big tub of ice?

Standing up, against the wall, you
holding me up. What do you say, Romeo?

Sometimes the moment you've been waiting
for comes at the most inopportune time.

Let's do this!

Mmmmm.

Arggghhh! Oh, yeah! Ohhhh, yeah!

Sometimes the moment comes when you feel like
you've been waiting for it your whole life.

You just have to hope that no one beats
you in there and steals your thunder.

'Cause if they do, well...you're just gonna
end up standing in the corner, watching.

He's in complete heart block.

Get those transcutaneous pads; push one
milligram Atropine. Where's the cart?

Elliot!

Yeah?

Get outta the way! They're
trying to get through!

Okay, start a line.
Hyperventilate, here we go.

Not going anywhere.

Dr. Dorian, you can't
imagine how grateful we are.

Let me ask you something:

Who's the cool doc you call when you
want to save your husband, Paul? J.D.!

It's from 'Shaft'? Come on,
how could you guys not get that?

Yeah.... That's our 'Citizen Kane'....

Anyway, thanks again.
You're a real hero.

Oh, please, I put my pants on one
leg at a time, just like you guys.

...Except, after I put my pants on, I
save your husband's life! Oh, no he didn't!

Ohh, Smelliot! What's the happie-haps!

Whoa. I was in a sex
coma. How'd you sleep?

Great!

Ohh, and Perry? I know I asked you
to be more sensitive when we do it,

but I was just hoping you
wouldn't curse as much.

I mean, to actually cry
during sex, what's that about?

I guess I just love you so...much...?

What is wrong with you? Is this
because I called you "Smelliot"?

Because I can't believe you
haven't heard that before.

J.D., I don't care if you call me that.

Hey, everybody! She's
cool with "Smelliot"!

Oh, so he can call you "Smelliot" but
I'm not allowed to call you "Vagina Face"?

Not the same, Todd!

HMPH!

Look, J.D., that was my patient; I was
one step behind you, and you knew it.

You stole my moment.

This isn't about moments, it's about saving
lives. Elliot, when I put my pants on--

Yeah, I don't want to hear
anything more about your pants!

Look, we both know
what this is about --

from the second I started dating
Sean, you obviously weren't happy.

I thought that would change when you met
someone, but I guess I've moved on and

you're just acting like you have.

Uhh, okay. Prepare
for a storm-off. Hmph!

Turk, the night we got engaged, you
said you couldn't wait to have kids.

How can you hold that
against me? You were naked!

So I should just disregard
everything you say when I'm naked?

You know, that's not
actually a bad idea?

We can call it The Naked Rule; and it
should probably apply retroactively, so, um,

you can get yourself to
the airport next weekend?

Fine.

Gotta love The Naked Rule!

Say, Carla...boy, you...you look nice.

You're pathetic.

How's about we skip the insults and you do something
helpful like prop me up, or throw on a skirt.

You're an actor.

You're a fireman! What are we doing?

Game over, Klaus. I saw
you in 'The Fugitive'.

Ohhh, yeah, yeah.

I was in a Harrison Ford movie, but, you know what, I
chose this life instead 'cause it's a little more glamorous.

Hey, champ. There's some vomit on
the back steps with your name on it.

Well, that's my cue. Action!

Cut!

Young lady, would it brighten your day any if I told you
I thought you were the best damn doctor in this hospital?

Mr. Moran, why couldn't
my father be more like you?

I mean, if I had a dollar for every time I got
depressed and my dad didn't make me feel better--

Actually, he _did_ give me a
dollar every time I got depressed.

By the end of junior high, I already had a hundred and
seventy bucks.... And then got mugged and lost it all.

But, by the end of that night, of
course, I was back up to a dollar.

Sweetheart, why don't you tell
me what's really upsetting you.

Him.

Can you believe her?

She says I beat her to that code because I still have feelings
for her. I don't even think about her that way anymore.

Dude, you can't _not_
think about her that way.

Whatevah!

Okay, think about her right now.

Now think about her and Sean together.

Now think about her and me together.

That's what's up.

Kissing her all three times, except
the third time you were a black guy?

Yeah....

Let me do it. Let me do it.

Okay. You are entering a new phase
in your life; why are you fighting it?

I'm not--I'm not
fighting anything.

So, even though you
have a full head of hair,

you still take Propecia because
you like the way it tastes?

You know, the other day I found
a gray hair in my happy trail.

Is that the patch of hair that goes
from your belly button down to your pe--

It is, indeed.

So? You have a gray happy trail! A
lot of women find it distinguished.

Carla, I have a
six-month-old child.

I'm gonna be one of those weird old
guys who brings my son down to the park,

where everybody is like, Hmm, is
he the dad? Is he the grand-dad?

Is he the grand-dad's
grand-dad? And, oh, my God!

Why is he pushing a traffic cone on the swing while
his five-year-old little boy is in the mud crying?

Is--is he taunting the little boy?
No! He can't even see the little boy!

And, now look, he's actually taking the
traffic cone, putting it in the mini-van,

and driving away while the little boy cries and the
traffic cone sits quietly and watches 'Finding Nemo' on DVD.

Look, for what it's worth,

instead of marrying a long time ago, I'm marrying a guy who
probably won't be ready to have kids for another ten years!

That'll make me like
thirty...grghrghrgh.

More like forty-rghrghrghrgh.

But you know what?

It's okay.

Because I couldn't handle marriage until
now. And I knew you when you were younger,

and you would have been a horrible dad.

Now? We're both ready.

Do you...do you think
that my son will like me?

Oh, God, no.

Oh.

Dr. Reid, I need to get
Enid a birthday present.

Ahh! When's her birthday?

I think it was last week.

Um...well, a scarf is always nice.

That's perfect. It's simple; it's
elegant; and it'll hide her turkey neck.

Mr. Moran is coding.

Dr.
Reid---

At the end of the day,
medicine's pretty competitive;

so I guess you have to do
whatever's right for you.

Go.

Okay, let's start a central line;

we just have to get the crash cart.

Have we established an airway?

It's obstructed.

We're gonna need to do an emergency trach.
Get the scalpel and the trach. kit. Go on.

Watching Elliot in there, I
couldn't help but be impressed.

Hurry! Faster!

She was amazing.

Let's go, you guys! Come on!

Unfortunately, in medicine, even
if you do everything perfectly...

...there are still no guarantees.

Sorry.

Evenin' governor!

Hey, what's up your bum?

You know why I wanted that
to be you in 'The Fugitive'?

Because it would mean you used to be
a guy who had dreams and ambitions;

and even though things didn't
work out the way you'd hoped,

at least it would explain why
you are the way you are and...

make you human. But instead, it turns
out you're nothing more than a...

a jerk who just likes to mess
with people for no reason.

"Kimball!"

You tell anybody, I'll kill ya.

Goodnight, Efrem!

Some people hide from
who they really are.

Hey, baby. Todd and I are going to the arcade,
so I'ma get some quarters out your purse.

I'm old.

Others eventually accept who they are.

Yeah, well I'm older. Now would you
please get me down to my damn car?

Sure, let's get your big Irish ass to your
car so nobody knows that you hurt your back!

Let's not worry about my back!

But sometimes it's the tough moments that
help you realize who you've finally become.

You work in there?

Mm-hmm.

What do you do?

I'm a doctor.

You shouldn't smoke.