Jordan Sullivan: So... you have postpartum depression.
Nurse Carla Espinosa: No, I have the weepies.
Dr. Christopher Turk: No, baby, you got...
Jordan Sullivan: You have no lines in this play.
Dr. Christopher Turk: OK.
Nurse Carla Espinosa: Jordan, I can handle it.
Jordan Sullivan: Really? What do you got there in your hand?
Nurse Carla Espinosa: A job application for The Gap...
[starts to cry]
Jordan Sullivan: Oh, that's a good career move...
Nurse Carla Espinosa: [crying and sobbing] Look, all I ever wanted was to be a mother, and now that I am one I feel like I'm not cut out for it.
Jordan Sullivan: And you're ashamed of that?
Nurse Carla Espinosa: Well, wouldn't you be?
Jordan Sullivan: Yeah, I was. What's the worst feeling you've had since you've had the baby?
Nurse Carla Espinosa: I don't know.
Jordan Sullivan: When Jack wouldn't stop crying I wanted to throw that bastard out the window.
Nurse Carla Espinosa: Really? I wanted to throw Isabella out the window... yeah. But we just had our apartment repainted and all the window were sealed shut; so I just wanted t drop her off the roof!
[starts to cry again]
Dr. Christopher Turk: [whispering] Oh, my God!
Jordan Sullivan: Listen, you can't get rid of it by sheer force of will or positive thinking or taking advice from a big Hollywood movie star and the dead science fiction writer he worships; you need to get some help.
Nurse Carla Espinosa: Ah... OK.
Dr. Christopher Turk: That's what I've been trying...
Jordan Sullivan: If you talk again I'm going to eat you!