- Dr. Will Halstead: The roommate search is not going well.
- Maggie Lockwood: Well, you're trolling the Internet. What'd you expect?
- Dr. Will Halstead: It's the hospital community page. I don't know, someone like... me.
- Maggie Lockwood: Oh, you mean, like, a slightly anal, overly stubborn, rule breaking control freak? Good luck.
- Dr. Will Halstead: Really? When I'm already down?
- Mr. MacGregor: You're a big guy, Dr. Halstead. Football?
- Dr. Will Halstead: Baseball.
- Mr. MacGregor: Baseball.
- Dr. Will Halstead: Just a fan now, though.
- Mr. MacGregor: Cubs or Sox?
- Dr. Will Halstead: South Side pride. Sox all the way.
- Mr. MacGregor: Ah, I'm a Cubs guy.
- Dr. Will Halstead: I won't hold it against you.
- April Sexton: You know they haven't had elephants at the Lincoln Park Zoo for ages.
- Dr. Will Halstead: Mm-hmm.
- April Sexton: You think he really met those baseball players?
- Dr. Will Halstead: Not recently. Alou and Sosa's last season with the Cubs was in '04. So I guess maybe Mr. McGregor could have seen them outside the park, but...
- April Sexton: Maybe not.
- Dr. Will Halstead: Unfortunately, homelessness and mental illness often go hand in hand. I'll page Dr. Charles for a consult.
- Dr. Will Halstead: [discussing their patient] Fifteen years. Homeless, essentially blind. I mean, that's a crap hand. He should be pissed. Yet he's as happy as can be. Crazy I got this patient today.
- Dr. Daniel Charles: My experience, we get the patients we need.
- Dr. Sarah Reese: You've created a monster, you know that? Turns out the English language is primarily comprised of buzzwords for borderline personality disorders. And now that I know them, I can't have a conversation without immediately seeing the psych in people, which is clearly an impulsive reaction, which, by the way, could also suggest a borderline personality disorder. I mean, I... I... I can't even not analyze myself. And now I'm using double negatives.
- Dr. Daniel Charles: You're a first year psych resident. Compulsive diagnosing is par for the course. My first year, I was convinced that a friend of mine had dissociative identity disorder because suddenly he would only listen to Euro-Disco. Really. My advice? Think less, listen more. You'll be just fine.