Carla: I've had it up to here. So let me make it very clear. Because I swear I'll never clue you in again. Every time that you profess. I come from Puerto Rico? Turk: Yes? Carla: For the last time, Turk, I'm Dominican! Turk: Don't make a big to-do. I was simply testing you Carla: Then why'd you tell J.D. our baby's "blaxican"? Turk: Babe, you know I know the truth Carla: Well, I need a little proof. So list all you know about me, or no sex again Turk: Uh... Let's see... Your name is Carla Carla: Oh, yes Turk: You are Latina Carla: Impressive Turk: You're a nurse, your mother's dead. And, wait - I got it! Three sisters! Carla: Turk! Turk: Two sisters? Well, I'm sure you have a brother who's a huge jerk-off! Carla: Tell me, what's my middle name? Turk: Okay, I'm tired of this game. Let's forget it, I give up, I guess you win again. But it's not just me who gets mixed up. By all this crazy ethnic stuff! Todd: Sorry, even I know, she's Dominican! Boo-ya! Carla: Did I grow up in Illinois or was it Michigan? How long before we met was I in medicine? Was our wedding song the Beatles or Led Zeppelin? Am I freakin' Puerto Rican or Dominican? Turk: The thing is guys remember facts. Like what Derek Jeter hit last year, which was three-oh-three! And that is why our brains are maxed. And there's no room for things like birthdays or ethnicities! Carla: Well, thank you for that glimpse into the workings of the inner man Turk: Let's talk about your job and not the fact that you're... Carla: Dominican! Turk: You're not staying home from work Carla: Will that make you happy, Turk? Turk: I'll support you if you choose to earn the Benjamins Carla: Then I'll return to work today! Now, you're sure that that's okay? Turk: I say "SEE" - which is "yes" in Dominican! And Puerto Rican! Carla: Turk! Turk: But you're Dominican!