Becker was an American television sitcom that ran from 1998 to 2004 on CBS. Set in the New York City borough of The Bronx, the show starred Ted Danson as John Becker, a misanthropic doctor who operates a small practice and is constantly annoyed by his patients, co-workers, friends, and practically everything and everybody else in his world. (Wikipedia)
Read some of the best quotes from this brilliant series:
Regina ‘Reggie’ Kostas: Doesn’t what she did piss you off?
Dr. John Becker: Yeah, it just doesn’t surprise me because I happen to feel that most people are cruel, small-minded and shallow.
Regina ‘Reggie’ Kostas: Oh, come on, Becker, if I believed that, then I’d have to believe that the entire world just sucks.
Dr. John Becker: Thank you! That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you every single morning for the past two years! Thank you.
Linda: What do you have against the New York City Marathon?
Dr. John Becker: The Marathon just gets my hopes up. At first it seems like 20,000 idiots are leaving the city, but then they just make a big loop and come right back.
Dr. John Becker: Hey, Hector, how is everything?
Hector Lopez: Well, actually…
Dr. John Becker: Rhetorical question, I don’t really care.
Dr. John Becker: Romance is like the cheese in the mousetrap – it baits you into position, so the cold, metal bar of reality can come down and snap your neck.
Dr. John Becker: Why do women always scream when they’re surprised? Can’t you just clutch your heart and drop dead like a man?
Margaret: I don’t like to lie. It’s wrong.
Dr. John Becker: Says who?
Margaret: The Lord!
Dr. John Becker: The Lord? Margaret, this is the Bronx. Believe me, he’s not here.
Dr. John Becker: Just when I think God couldn’t screw me any further, he gets out the old Black & Decker and twists a little harder!
Margaret: Interesting; you’re being persecuted by a God you don’t believe in.
Dr. John Becker: That’s why he’s after me, Margaret.
Dr. John Becker: Oh, I’m so glad to see you!
Bob: That’s nice, John.
Dr. John Becker: I was talking to the cigarettes.
Dr. John Becker: I woke up to the fact that as a health-care professional, it’s insane for me to go on smoking.
Regina ‘Reggie’ Kostas: They raise the price of cigarettes again?
Dr. John Becker: Yeah. $4.50 a pack!
Bob: I was doing some research on the Internet…
Dr. John Becker: Must have come as a surprise that it’s not all porn, huh?
Bob: One shock at a time.
Dr. John Becker: What does he want?
Margaret: To bask in the sunny warmth of your disposition.
Dr. John Becker: I bought pancake tickets. I came to a pancake breakfast. If it has yet to occur to you, I want pancakes.
Dr. John Becker: He took special interest in one student. Can you guess who that young man was?
Dr. John Becker: Linda, don’t be such an idiot. It’s me.
Linda: Oh, when you said young it threw me off.
Regina ‘Reggie’ Kostas: I don’t have a license to sell alcohol.
Dr. John Becker: You don’t have a license to sell rat hair, either, but that never stopped you.
[Linda wants to rename the exam rooms A, B and C and put the patients in them according to the letter of their ailment]
Dr. John Becker: There are three exams rooms, that’s only A, B and C. What if someone comes in with, oh, I don’t know, “M” for “migraine”?
Linda: Headache, “A” for ache.
Dr. John Becker: Pregnancy?
Linda: “B” for baby.
Dr. John Becker: X-ray?
Linda: “C” for see-through.
Dr. John Becker: [Becker is walking out a patient who has frostbite] Look, writing your name in the snow with your pee is good drunken fun when your name is something like Joe Smith. But, when your name is Stanislav Kasacinski and it’s ten below out, you’re just frostbite waiting to happen.
[The end … for now] 🙂