- Evan R. Lawson: You've gotta come. Right now.
- Dr. Hank Lawson: I'm kind of busy here.
- Evan R. Lawson: No, this can't wait. The stripper stole my van. And I think I killed Raj.
- Dr. Hank Lawson: You led with the van?
- Hank Lawson: How do we explain to people that Wikipedia does not have a medical degree?
- Evan R. Lawson: We could refer them to HankMed.com, which does.
- [Karma, the client with the dislocated shoulder, arrives and some dialogue of recognition passes]
- Hank Lawson: Where's your sling?
- Michelle: I heard that once my shoulder felt okay I could just lose it.
- Hank Lawson: Where did you heard that?
- Michelle: Wikipedia.
- [Hank meets his childhood bully, now an adult]
- Hank Lawson: I mean, I was sure as time went by he'd get what he deserved - and it didn't have to be federal prison. You know, I would have been fine with bald and broke and still stuck living in Passaic.
- Divya Katdare: Well, it looks like he's done okay.
- Hank Lawson: Yeah...
- Divya Katdare: But, then again, so have you.
- Hank Lawson: I never told anyone that he hit me, but I promised myself that one day I'd return the favor.
- Divya Katdare: What, and break his nose?
- Hank Lawson: Well...
- Divya Katdare: Well, thank goodness you've outgrown that adolescent fantasy.
- Hank Lawson: Yeah. Yeah.
- Hank Lawson: [grins, getting caught up in a mental visualization of that very fantasy] Let's schedule a follow-up.
- Divya Katdare: [regarding Hank's uncharacteristically flippant treatment of a client] Okay, what was that about?
- Hank Lawson: What? The guy bugged me.
- Divya Katdare: How?
- Hank Lawson: By stealing my lunch money and my lunch, copying my homework, cheating off my tests, ransacking my locker, and breaking my nose.
- Divya Katdare: All that happened while I was using his bathroom?
- Hank Lawson: [slipping a dollar into Evan's pocket] You know, don't quit your day job there, Cinnamon.
- Dr. Emily Peck: You never get to fix the past. All you can do is get as far away from it as possible.
- Evan R. Lawson: [panicked at Divya playing the security footage disc] No, no, no, no, no! Give me that! Hey! Hey! That's mine. That's mine. Have you no respect for privacy?
- Divya Katdare: Oh, says the man who has security footage of my fiancé!
- Evan R. Lawson: You goin' to a tea or a funeral?
- Divya Katdare: You come any closer and it can be both.
- Evan R. Lawson: Still, it is an arranged marriage. Like, what if Raj takes her for granted?
- Hank Lawson: It's not fair to judge the guy. We hardly know him.
- Evan R. Lawson: That's when I do my best judging.
- Evan R. Lawson: [about their planned clinic] Guys, none of this can happen until I have data for use of proceeds analysis, mapping out a service area...
- Hank Lawson: Well, you can wait here for the data to come visit YOU, or you can join us and get it boots on the ground.
- Evan R. Lawson: Anyone can negotiate the perils of dinner! You want the true measure of a man, you don't eat with him, you drink with him, and then you drink more with him, and then you ogle with him.
- Dr. Emily Peck: You're not gonna reset his fracture right now, are you?
- Hank Lawson: I am.
- Dr. Emily Peck: Don't you think it's advisable to wait for the swelling to go down first?
- Ken Keller: Is it?
- Hank Lawson: Not with a deformity this markedly displaced.
- [to Emily]
- Hank Lawson: He can't breathe through it.
- Dr. Emily Peck: He has a mouth.
- Hank Lawson: So do I, and while it thanks you for the second opinion, this fracture needs realigning now.
- Ken Keller: Okay, but let me just ask you, is this gonna hurt...?
- [Hank twists his nose to the side then pulls]
- Ken Keller: OW! UGH!
- Hank Lawson: What were you gonna ask?