(Jared asked Shaun for advice about Celez)
Shaun Murphy: You should call in sick. Lea says calling in sick is all you need to gain superior wisdom and knowledge. She was right.
(Next day at Celez's check-up)
Jared Kalu: Celez, hi. This is the brilliant Dr. Murphy. He'll be assuming your care from here on, though I don't expect you'll need much.
Celez: I understand.
Jared Kalu: I don't think you do. You see, doctors aren't allowed to date their patients. What are you doing tomorrow? Uh, I'm calling in sick.
Celez: I think you may still have some friends here. (meaning Shaun)
Claire Browne: What's wrong?
Jared Kalu: It's the song that played during our first overnight at the hospital. We had our first kiss to this song.
Claire Browne: I'm sorry. It's been a long day.
Jared Kalu: Yeah.
Claire Browne: Jared, it doesn't mean anything.
Jared Kalu: Yeah, it does. I love you, Claire. You never loved me. Now, I thought that maybe someday that would change, but... it won't. Bye, Claire.
Jared Kalu: You're actually enjoying this scut work, aren't you?
Shaun Murphy: Yes. We are being helpful.
Jared Kalu: We're not doing this to be helpful, Murphy. We're doing this because you pissed off Lim, and I'm collateral damage.
Shaun Murphy: We're still being helpful.
Jared Kalu: Doesn't matter. Doesn't matter, competition's over.
Shaun Murphy: Is it?
Jared Kalu: We're in here and not with the patient. No face time plus you calling her a "he" equals crappy survey scores.
Shaun Murphy: It's okay. It's a game. It's not important.
Jared Kalu: It is to me. I'm a pariah. These scores are part of our resident evaluation. Our jobs depend on them. Mine does, at least.
Shaun Murphy: Then we should do this scut work very well.