Neil Flynn: Janitor

My Lucky Night

Janitor

The Janitor: Hey! We solved your dumb game.
Troy: We been to the libary!
The Janitor: -brary... Troy! Library! Anyway, what two coins, when you put 'em together, make 30 cents and one of them isn't a nickel? Uhm... A penny and a 1972 dime with a Roosevelt imperfection, today worth exactly 29 cents.
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: No, no no. The correct answer is a quarter and a nickel.
The Janitor: Uhm, no, because you said one of them isn't a nickel.
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: Right. The other one is.
The Janitor: You lied to me.
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: No. It's a riddle.
[leaves]
Troy: [to the Janitor] Uh, your face is red like a strawberry!
The Janitor: ...Don't have kids.

Dr. Elliot Reid: [to herself] What's wrong with me? Here I am, trying not to let fear rule my life anymore, and then... Sean moves away and i don't even have the guts to tell him how I feel...
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: [to himself] ... how I feel. I mean, life's too short not to go for it with Elliot. Plus, now Sean's out of the picture. Stop being such a chicken!
Dr. Christopher Turk: [to himself] Stop being suck a chicken! I know it's a complicated procedure, but I can do it without Carla, there. What am I so scared of?
Dr. Perry Cox: [to himself] What am I so scared of? That I might actually get this job and have no one to blame it on if I fail? Good Lord, I'm pathetic... When was the last time...
Nurse Carla Espinosa: [to herself] When was the last time he ever apologized for anything? I wanna help him, I do... but in a lot of ways I guess I'm as stubborn as he is. I wish I could make sense out of this...
The Janitor: [to himself] I wish I could make sense out of this. 30 cents, to be exact... damn riddle! Easy, Janitor... you'll get this.

The Janitor: Okay, come on: Two coins. Thirty cents. No nickels.
[to self]
The Janitor: Come on! You can do this! You went to Harvard, for God's sake!
Troy: Relax! I figured it out.
The Janitor: [Troy pushes his solution over to the Janitor] Okay... . You gave me a penny... and... what appears to be a button, on which you've written twenty-nine cents.
Troy: Can't we just kill him?
The Janitor: [sly] No, no, no... . That's what he wants us to do.

The Janitor: Hey. C'mere a sec -- we wanna do stuff to you.
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: [Voice over] Crap. The Janitor. And he's with Sloppy Joe Guy! Okay, just distract them before they do whatever they've got planned!
The Janitor: We were thinkin'... .
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: I've got a riddle for you!
Troy: [to Janitor] This isn't how you said it would go.
The Janitor: Troy!
[to J.D]
The Janitor: We're listening.
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: Two coins add up to thirty cents and one of them is not a nickel.
The Janitor: So what are they?
Dr. John 'J.D.' Dorian: It's a RIDDLE. You figure it out.
The Janitor: [J.D. leaves] Troy, get your hat. We're going to the bank.