ER, season 8

[about her deceased son] He's still my baby, Peter. I'm supposed to take care of him. I feel like somewhere, sometime, he's going to be sad or cold or scared. Who's taking care of him? Who's being his mother?

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Abby: Nice suit! Who died? Carter: My grandfather. Abby: Sorry..., I didn't know.

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Abby: You're going to have some dirty birds. Carter: Grandpa liked to drive the power lawn mower around. Abby: Into the birdbath? Carter: Not on purpose. He was having a fatal MI at the time. Abby: [laughs] I'm sorry. Carter: Gotta die somehow. Not a bad way to go. Sunny day, out on the mower. [they both start to laugh] Don't, don't laugh. Abby: Then stop it!

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Mark: [He was]...eaten by dogs. Elizabeth: Eaten by dogs? In Chicago? Greene: It happens, a lot! A cop told me.

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Luka: [After flirting with a waitress] I was trying to have fun. Is that a crime? Abby: No. Go have fun. If I can be left waiting in the street, I can certainly walk home by myself. Luka: Why do you have to make such a big problem out of everything. Like you have an insect in your anus? Abby: Hey, it's "bug up my ass", Luka. 'Bug up my ass." If you're gonna insult me, you can at least get the words right. Luka: Fine. How's this? Stop being such a bitch. Abby: OK, fine. As soon as you grow up. Luka: Right, you're so mature. Abby, you don't even know what you want! Abby: Yes, I do. I wanna go home. Luka: You play games like a schoolgirl who can have any boy and treats them all like crap! Abby: You know, why don't you just call me a whore and get it over with! Luka: I'm tired of it! You're not that pretty and you're not that special! Abby: I'm pretty enough in the dark though, aren't I? Luka: You're never happy! I don't think you're capable of being happy. Abby: Happy? Six months ago, you

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Mark: [When Mark and Elizabeth are changing Ella's diaper] You take care of it. I've got a shift in three hours. Elizabeth: What do you think I'll be doing in three hours? I'm the feeding trough, remember? Mark: Elizabeth, if I could breast-feed, I would. Elizabeth: Oh, great. Great! You take it! Take it all! The sore nipples, the rashes, the hemorrhoids, the leaking in your trauma gown, the public humiliation, the sleep deprivation, the incontinence, for goodness' sake. You take it! It's all yours!

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