Green Wing Quotes
Funky hospital-based sketch-comedy-drama type show.
Sue White: Yes?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I haven't asked the question yet.
Sue White: Yes.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Is the answer?
Sue White: What?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Is yes the answer?
Sue White: Is the question.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: But is yes the answer? Take a gamble.
Sue White: I don't know, is it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Take a gamble.
Sue White: No.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No is the answer?
Sue White: No is the answer. Yes is never the answer.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: So no is the answer?
Sue White: No is the answer.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: So if I were to say, are you going to ever have sex with any other man apart from me, then your answer is no?
Sue White: Do you want to have sex with me? I mean, do you want to just have, do you want to just fuck me now? Do you wanna do that? Do you wanna just get your cock out and fuck me now? How about that, yeah? Shall we, here... on the table? Yeah, how about whopping it up my ass, what about that Mr. Secretan? Not Doctor... but Mister. Yeah? One above Doctor, how about that yeah? Mr. Secretan whopping up the staff liaison's ass.
[pause]
Sue White: So wipe yourself down and come back and tell me what you think about that, 'kay?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Not sure I can stand up.
Sue White: No? Well I'll leave for a few moments, shall I?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: OK. Shut the door.
Sue White: OK.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I haven't asked the question yet.
Sue White: Yes.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Is the answer?
Sue White: What?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Is yes the answer?
Sue White: Is the question.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: But is yes the answer? Take a gamble.
Sue White: I don't know, is it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Take a gamble.
Sue White: No.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No is the answer?
Sue White: No is the answer. Yes is never the answer.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: So no is the answer?
Sue White: No is the answer.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: So if I were to say, are you going to ever have sex with any other man apart from me, then your answer is no?
Sue White: Do you want to have sex with me? I mean, do you want to just have, do you want to just fuck me now? Do you wanna do that? Do you wanna just get your cock out and fuck me now? How about that, yeah? Shall we, here... on the table? Yeah, how about whopping it up my ass, what about that Mr. Secretan? Not Doctor... but Mister. Yeah? One above Doctor, how about that yeah? Mr. Secretan whopping up the staff liaison's ass.
[pause]
Sue White: So wipe yourself down and come back and tell me what you think about that, 'kay?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Not sure I can stand up.
Sue White: No? Well I'll leave for a few moments, shall I?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: OK. Shut the door.
Sue White: OK.
Sue White: [sitting at her desk, she has put a fan in front of her so that her hair flows freely in the wind. Throughout the conversation she wriggles around on her desk seductively]
Dr. Macartney: It is a ridiculous shift pattern if it allows Secretan the arse and another key member of my team to go off at the same time, you know - together!
Sue White: Key member of the team? - no. Scatterbrain floozy? yes!
Dr. Macartney: Okay, I don't want to be without the scatterbrain floozy and without the arrogant knobhead at the same time.
Sue White: Well, there is more than adequate cover.
Dr. Macartney: I don't think there is.
Sue White: Guy is far from irreplaceable, now that is something you've always said.
Dr. Macartney: Yes, I've always said that - very happy to have him out of my sight.
Sue White: And, you managed fine before the scatterbrain floozy arrived.
Dr. Macartney: Did I?
Sue White: Yeah!
Dr. Macartney: Yes, I suppose I did, yes.
Sue White: So what's the problem?
Dr. Macartney: I don't want them to be off - both at the same time! I don't!
Sue White: Why?
Dr. Macartney: Just because.
Sue White: Because why?
Dr. Macartney: Because... because guy is a wanker!
Sue White: Yeah, well, I actually, you know I don't draw up the rosters.
Dr. Macartney: Sorry, are yóu on my side here, or not...?
Sue White: Dr Macartney, Dr Macartney, yes, I'm always on your side, you know I'm by your side, I'm up your side, I'm through your side, I'm *under* your side... I'm all over your side.
Dr. Macartney: Okay, that's time for me to go now, okay.
[leaves]
Sue White: I can do headstands! Now, would you like to see that? Would you...? The...? Would you like to see that?
[she stands up, pulls up her skirt and fans her crotch]
Sue White: Ohhhh...
Dr. Macartney: It is a ridiculous shift pattern if it allows Secretan the arse and another key member of my team to go off at the same time, you know - together!
Sue White: Key member of the team? - no. Scatterbrain floozy? yes!
Dr. Macartney: Okay, I don't want to be without the scatterbrain floozy and without the arrogant knobhead at the same time.
Sue White: Well, there is more than adequate cover.
Dr. Macartney: I don't think there is.
Sue White: Guy is far from irreplaceable, now that is something you've always said.
Dr. Macartney: Yes, I've always said that - very happy to have him out of my sight.
Sue White: And, you managed fine before the scatterbrain floozy arrived.
Dr. Macartney: Did I?
Sue White: Yeah!
Dr. Macartney: Yes, I suppose I did, yes.
Sue White: So what's the problem?
Dr. Macartney: I don't want them to be off - both at the same time! I don't!
Sue White: Why?
Dr. Macartney: Just because.
Sue White: Because why?
Dr. Macartney: Because... because guy is a wanker!
Sue White: Yeah, well, I actually, you know I don't draw up the rosters.
Dr. Macartney: Sorry, are yóu on my side here, or not...?
Sue White: Dr Macartney, Dr Macartney, yes, I'm always on your side, you know I'm by your side, I'm up your side, I'm through your side, I'm *under* your side... I'm all over your side.
Dr. Macartney: Okay, that's time for me to go now, okay.
[leaves]
Sue White: I can do headstands! Now, would you like to see that? Would you...? The...? Would you like to see that?
[she stands up, pulls up her skirt and fans her crotch]
Sue White: Ohhhh...
Dr. Alan Statham: Do you want me to report you for that earring?
Dr. Macartney: Only if I can report you for the moustache.
Dr. Alan Statham: Most females find body piercing repugnant. Luckily, I am still intact.
Dr. Macartney: Yes, even I draw the line at piercing arseholes.
[leaves]
Dr. Alan Statham: Exactly!
[realizes insult]
Dr. Angela Hunter: Banter?
Dr. Alan Statham: Yes.
Dr. Macartney: Only if I can report you for the moustache.
Dr. Alan Statham: Most females find body piercing repugnant. Luckily, I am still intact.
Dr. Macartney: Yes, even I draw the line at piercing arseholes.
[leaves]
Dr. Alan Statham: Exactly!
[realizes insult]
Dr. Angela Hunter: Banter?
Dr. Alan Statham: Yes.
Dr. Caroline Todd: [at Caroline's housewarming party. Caroline is standing in the doorway saying goodbye to some people. Sue White jumps up to her] Bye, bye, um, thanks for coming. Oh, oh, you were here...? Well, thank you for coming.
Sue White: [she leans in and speaks to Caroline's breasts] Thank you, Dr Trodd, for inviting me to your party...
Dr. Caroline Todd: I didn't know I did, but you were here and now you're going so that's all that matters.
Sue White: [leans in and kisses her passionately]
Dr. Caroline Todd: I've been sick.
Sue White: [with her hands on her own breasts] Well, so have I. And I am completely shaved!
[panting]
Dr. Caroline Todd: Oh, God. Oh, God.
Sue White: Bye-bye then. I'll see you at work, okay?
[sings and skips away]
Sue White: [she leans in and speaks to Caroline's breasts] Thank you, Dr Trodd, for inviting me to your party...
Dr. Caroline Todd: I didn't know I did, but you were here and now you're going so that's all that matters.
Sue White: [leans in and kisses her passionately]
Dr. Caroline Todd: I've been sick.
Sue White: [with her hands on her own breasts] Well, so have I. And I am completely shaved!
[panting]
Dr. Caroline Todd: Oh, God. Oh, God.
Sue White: Bye-bye then. I'll see you at work, okay?
[sings and skips away]
[Guy is explaining the rules of "guyball"]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Now remember, don't leave the parish, if you get to the maison, put your hand up and shout, "Maison!"
Dr. Macartney: Maison!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: There are no hedgehogs, and no burrowing tactics. I won the toss, so sticklers are random. Have you got that?
Dr. Martin Dear: No, not really.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Good. Go!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Now remember, don't leave the parish, if you get to the maison, put your hand up and shout, "Maison!"
Dr. Macartney: Maison!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: There are no hedgehogs, and no burrowing tactics. I won the toss, so sticklers are random. Have you got that?
Dr. Martin Dear: No, not really.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Good. Go!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I was only down the old Hackney Stadium last night... blew a monkey on a dog.
Dr. Macartney: Really? You'll have the RSPCA after you.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No, a monkey, it's fifty sheets.
Terry: Five hundred.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Really? So what's a pony?
Dr. Macartney: It's kind of a small horse...
Dr. Macartney: Really? You'll have the RSPCA after you.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No, a monkey, it's fifty sheets.
Terry: Five hundred.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Really? So what's a pony?
Dr. Macartney: It's kind of a small horse...
[Sue has bought Guy at the slave auction since Mac wasn't available]
Sue White: Right, now, you are my slave and I can make you do anything I want you to, Dr Secretan.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yeah, within reason.
Sue White: Well, not necessarily.
[she pulls a red curly wig out of her bag]
Sue White: Right, for instance, pop this on.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: What?
Sue White: Go on, slave, pop that on!
[Guy puts the wig on reluctantly]
Sue White: Oohh, good, just, er, you know, suck your cheeks in.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Why?
Sue White: Just do it! Just pretend you've got cheekbones.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Right, okay...
[he does as he is told]
Sue White: And say "Hello, Sue".
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Hello, Sue.
Sue White: [she moans] ..."I'm Dr McCartney"...
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I'm Dr... ahhhhh. Oh, I'm not saying it, oh, for God's sake!
Sue White: Yeah, touch my bottom! Touch! Touch it!
[Guy grabs it reluctantly]
Sue White: Haaaahhhh, ahhoh, hihhihi...!
[she giggles girlishly]
Sue White: Well, let's buy a sofa together, Mac, shall we? Shall we? It's nice, isn't it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Oh, it's great.
Sue White: Nice showroom, this, isnt it? Not too busy for a Saturday? Like this one? Shall we? Shall we buy it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yes, let's buy it, darling.
Sue White: Oooohhh, okay!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I could see my white puny body draped across it. I can see my ginger pubes collecting in the cracks.
Sue White: Can you? Oh stop it! Ohhh, in my crack! Collecting in my crack! Oh, lovely! Oooooohhh, you lovely thing!
Sue White: Right, now, you are my slave and I can make you do anything I want you to, Dr Secretan.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yeah, within reason.
Sue White: Well, not necessarily.
[she pulls a red curly wig out of her bag]
Sue White: Right, for instance, pop this on.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: What?
Sue White: Go on, slave, pop that on!
[Guy puts the wig on reluctantly]
Sue White: Oohh, good, just, er, you know, suck your cheeks in.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Why?
Sue White: Just do it! Just pretend you've got cheekbones.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Right, okay...
[he does as he is told]
Sue White: And say "Hello, Sue".
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Hello, Sue.
Sue White: [she moans] ..."I'm Dr McCartney"...
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I'm Dr... ahhhhh. Oh, I'm not saying it, oh, for God's sake!
Sue White: Yeah, touch my bottom! Touch! Touch it!
[Guy grabs it reluctantly]
Sue White: Haaaahhhh, ahhoh, hihhihi...!
[she giggles girlishly]
Sue White: Well, let's buy a sofa together, Mac, shall we? Shall we? It's nice, isn't it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Oh, it's great.
Sue White: Nice showroom, this, isnt it? Not too busy for a Saturday? Like this one? Shall we? Shall we buy it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yes, let's buy it, darling.
Sue White: Oooohhh, okay!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I could see my white puny body draped across it. I can see my ginger pubes collecting in the cracks.
Sue White: Can you? Oh stop it! Ohhh, in my crack! Collecting in my crack! Oh, lovely! Oooooohhh, you lovely thing!
Dr. Macartney: You know what you need? You need a system. Like I used pneumonics when I was revising.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yeah, me too. Take the bones of the head, alright -
[points to parts of his head as he names the bones]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: frontal, parietal, occipital, zygomatic, sphenoid, temporal, maxilla, mandible, vomer, nasal.
Dr. Martin Dear: Jesus, how did you remember that?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I just took a simple everyday phrase where the words begin with the same letters as the bones.
Dr. Macartney: Go on then, what is it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Foreign politicians often zing stereotypical tunes, mayday, mayday, Venezuela, neck.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yeah, me too. Take the bones of the head, alright -
[points to parts of his head as he names the bones]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: frontal, parietal, occipital, zygomatic, sphenoid, temporal, maxilla, mandible, vomer, nasal.
Dr. Martin Dear: Jesus, how did you remember that?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I just took a simple everyday phrase where the words begin with the same letters as the bones.
Dr. Macartney: Go on then, what is it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Foreign politicians often zing stereotypical tunes, mayday, mayday, Venezuela, neck.
Dr. Macartney: [into phone] He had sex with his mother.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Don't tell them that!
Dr. Macartney: Why not?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Jesus, what's wrong with you?
Dr. Macartney: Why not, it's not a crime!
[listens into phone]
Dr. Macartney: Oh, it is? Wow. Apparently you can get up to seven years...
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: This is you talking someone out of a suicidal depression?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Don't tell them that!
Dr. Macartney: Why not?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Jesus, what's wrong with you?
Dr. Macartney: Why not, it's not a crime!
[listens into phone]
Dr. Macartney: Oh, it is? Wow. Apparently you can get up to seven years...
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: This is you talking someone out of a suicidal depression?
Dr. Macartney: [Guy has drunkenly stolen an ambulance. Mac is on the phone to the police] He's definitely becoming more rational. It's just that he had a shock recently. He had sex with his Mother.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Don't tell them that!
Dr. Macartney: [to Guy] Why, it's not a crime.
[Listens to the phone]
Dr. Macartney: Oh, it is! Apparently you can get seven years.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: This is you trying to talk someone out of a suicidal depression, is it?
Dr. Macartney: I'm just giving them the mitigating circumstances for joyriding.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Joyriding! Does it look like I'm enjoying it?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Don't tell them that!
Dr. Macartney: [to Guy] Why, it's not a crime.
[Listens to the phone]
Dr. Macartney: Oh, it is! Apparently you can get seven years.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: This is you trying to talk someone out of a suicidal depression, is it?
Dr. Macartney: I'm just giving them the mitigating circumstances for joyriding.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Joyriding! Does it look like I'm enjoying it?
Dr. Caroline Todd: I do like him.
Sue White: I see.
Dr. Caroline Todd: In a non-professional way.
Sue White: Ah.
Dr. Caroline Todd: And I work with him every day so...
[Sue makes strange gagging noises]
Dr. Caroline Todd: What?
Sue White: Nothing. It's - er - you work with him every day?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yeah.
Sue White: Guy?
Dr. Caroline Todd: No.
Sue White: The other one?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yeah.
Sue White: [close to tears] The - er - the one with the lion's mane?
Dr. Caroline Todd: I - w - yeah.
Sue White: I see. Well, Dr Trod, maybe you've had your chance with him. Maybe it's too late. Maybe someone else deserves to take priority. Maybe you should just STAY AWAY or pay the price. Mmm, mmm? Now maybe you should think about that. You've been warned, lady.
Sue White: I see.
Dr. Caroline Todd: In a non-professional way.
Sue White: Ah.
Dr. Caroline Todd: And I work with him every day so...
[Sue makes strange gagging noises]
Dr. Caroline Todd: What?
Sue White: Nothing. It's - er - you work with him every day?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yeah.
Sue White: Guy?
Dr. Caroline Todd: No.
Sue White: The other one?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yeah.
Sue White: [close to tears] The - er - the one with the lion's mane?
Dr. Caroline Todd: I - w - yeah.
Sue White: I see. Well, Dr Trod, maybe you've had your chance with him. Maybe it's too late. Maybe someone else deserves to take priority. Maybe you should just STAY AWAY or pay the price. Mmm, mmm? Now maybe you should think about that. You've been warned, lady.
Dr. Macartney: [bangs Guy's head against lockers] Say it!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Je suis desole...
Dr. Macartney: [bangs Guy's head] In English!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Martin I'm s... I'm s... I'm s... sorry I told you you'd passed your exams when you hadn't.
[Martin pulls Guy's lip]
Dr. Macartney: Now hug.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan, Dr. Martin Dear: What?
Dr. Macartney: I said hug.
[there is no reaction]
Dr. Macartney: FUCKING HUG!
[Guy and Martin hug very awkwardly but break apart when Mac walks away. He turns back]
Dr. Macartney: I said hug!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Je suis desole...
Dr. Macartney: [bangs Guy's head] In English!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Martin I'm s... I'm s... I'm s... sorry I told you you'd passed your exams when you hadn't.
[Martin pulls Guy's lip]
Dr. Macartney: Now hug.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan, Dr. Martin Dear: What?
Dr. Macartney: I said hug.
[there is no reaction]
Dr. Macartney: FUCKING HUG!
[Guy and Martin hug very awkwardly but break apart when Mac walks away. He turns back]
Dr. Macartney: I said hug!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [In the operating theatre. Martin has failed his exams again] Maybe he's not cut out to be a Doctor. Maybe he's cut out to be a nurse, I mean they can be as thick as pigshit!
[a kidney-bowl flies right into his face with a loud clang]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Ow!
Support Nurse: Sorry!
[a kidney-bowl flies right into his face with a loud clang]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Ow!
Support Nurse: Sorry!
Poetry Group Leader: You don't have to rush at it, Alan. Just let what Linda has said penetrate our souls.
Dr. Alan Statham: ...Right! Penetrated.
[Takes the chair, unfolds his poem]
Dr. Alan Statham: "Carrier Pigeon". Carrier Pigeon... Carrier Pigeon... Carrier... of disease! OH! Gnarled claw... disease eating away at your very being... "Look out! A car!" "I can't fly, my wing's damaged." Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep... Let it penetrate.
Dr. Alan Statham: ...Right! Penetrated.
[Takes the chair, unfolds his poem]
Dr. Alan Statham: "Carrier Pigeon". Carrier Pigeon... Carrier Pigeon... Carrier... of disease! OH! Gnarled claw... disease eating away at your very being... "Look out! A car!" "I can't fly, my wing's damaged." Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep... Let it penetrate.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Oh, what are you scared about Marty?
Dr. Martin Dear: Oh, er, well, er, failing my exams again and everyone I know realising what a loser I am and always will be, and losing any self-esteem that I ever had, and hating myself and being myself for the rest of my life.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Fair enough.
Dr. Martin Dear: Still, I suppose everyone feels like that about exams, don't they?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Er, no. Not me.
Dr. Martin Dear: Why not?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Ooh, let me see. Is it because exams are easy peasy lemon squeezy or I'm brilliant? It's both! See, the Secretans have never been a home to self-doubt, I have no idea what you're feeling.
Dr. Martin Dear: Well, it's bloody horrible.
[Martin puts on his doctor's coat. A tiger tail is pinned to the back. Guy notices]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Erm, Martin.
Dr. Martin Dear: What?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Nothing.
Dr. Martin Dear: Oh, er, well, er, failing my exams again and everyone I know realising what a loser I am and always will be, and losing any self-esteem that I ever had, and hating myself and being myself for the rest of my life.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Fair enough.
Dr. Martin Dear: Still, I suppose everyone feels like that about exams, don't they?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Er, no. Not me.
Dr. Martin Dear: Why not?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Ooh, let me see. Is it because exams are easy peasy lemon squeezy or I'm brilliant? It's both! See, the Secretans have never been a home to self-doubt, I have no idea what you're feeling.
Dr. Martin Dear: Well, it's bloody horrible.
[Martin puts on his doctor's coat. A tiger tail is pinned to the back. Guy notices]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Erm, Martin.
Dr. Martin Dear: What?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Nothing.
Dr. Caroline Todd: But what if you were being chased by the hounds, and you knew you had cubs that needed you back at the den?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Well, I'd just move on, find another Supervixen and start again.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yes, I think you would, wouldn't you? Shall we get going, then?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yeah, but that was all hypothetical. Anyway I'm going back for them.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Oh, it's too late for that. The hounds tore them all to shreds!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: NO! NO! My cubs! My cubs! Dead! How could this happen! AHHH!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Well, I'd just move on, find another Supervixen and start again.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yes, I think you would, wouldn't you? Shall we get going, then?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yeah, but that was all hypothetical. Anyway I'm going back for them.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Oh, it's too late for that. The hounds tore them all to shreds!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: NO! NO! My cubs! My cubs! Dead! How could this happen! AHHH!
Neurosurgeon: Mac, you've been in the business for a while, what would you say is the worst thing about this job?
Dr. Macartney: The worst thing, I would say, is the white coats because they make me look quite pale.
Neurosurgeon: Seriously.
Dr. Macartney: Seriously? The bureaucracy.
Neurosurgeon: No.
Dr. Macartney: The lack of adequate funding?
Neurosurgeon: No, I'm thinking of something more patient-oriented.
Dr. Macartney: Got it, smelly patients.
Dr. Macartney: The worst thing, I would say, is the white coats because they make me look quite pale.
Neurosurgeon: Seriously.
Dr. Macartney: Seriously? The bureaucracy.
Neurosurgeon: No.
Dr. Macartney: The lack of adequate funding?
Neurosurgeon: No, I'm thinking of something more patient-oriented.
Dr. Macartney: Got it, smelly patients.
Sue White: Dr Secretan... are you ok?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [sobbing] Don't touch me.
Sue White: And you're hiding in the coats because?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I feel safe here... It reminds me of...
Sue White: Being locked up when you were a boarding school boy for being caught tampering with your down belows?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yep... No! I just wanted some space - would you just go away?
Sue White: No. Now what's the problem? I'm here to help, to listen, to soothe.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: My mother's womb is no more.
Sue White: Oh, dear. Hysterectomy?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No, she died when I was very young. Left me motherless and now my life is just a shambles without her and it's getting worse... I mean, look at my eyes
Sue White: There's nothing wrong with your eyes... you have very nice eyes. If a little on the pokey side.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Don't be nice to me!
Sue White: Oh, all right! Pull yourself together you cretinous Fuckwit! What sort of a man hides in other people's coats? Rocking and whinging to themselves? I'll tell you what sort of a man... a self centered, egotistical wankbot. Now unhook yourself... and stop being so weak. Men don't cry. They are strong hunter-gatherers! So go hunt, go gather and be a total *cunt* because that's what you do best!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [shouts] Fuck you! You ugly bitch... Oh, that feels so much better. Do you fancy a quick fiddle now we're in here?
Sue White: Well, I am tempted because I'm all fired up. But no, thanks, I'd rather lick my own armpit.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [sobbing] Don't touch me.
Sue White: And you're hiding in the coats because?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: I feel safe here... It reminds me of...
Sue White: Being locked up when you were a boarding school boy for being caught tampering with your down belows?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Yep... No! I just wanted some space - would you just go away?
Sue White: No. Now what's the problem? I'm here to help, to listen, to soothe.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: My mother's womb is no more.
Sue White: Oh, dear. Hysterectomy?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No, she died when I was very young. Left me motherless and now my life is just a shambles without her and it's getting worse... I mean, look at my eyes
Sue White: There's nothing wrong with your eyes... you have very nice eyes. If a little on the pokey side.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Don't be nice to me!
Sue White: Oh, all right! Pull yourself together you cretinous Fuckwit! What sort of a man hides in other people's coats? Rocking and whinging to themselves? I'll tell you what sort of a man... a self centered, egotistical wankbot. Now unhook yourself... and stop being so weak. Men don't cry. They are strong hunter-gatherers! So go hunt, go gather and be a total *cunt* because that's what you do best!
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [shouts] Fuck you! You ugly bitch... Oh, that feels so much better. Do you fancy a quick fiddle now we're in here?
Sue White: Well, I am tempted because I'm all fired up. But no, thanks, I'd rather lick my own armpit.
Jake: [in the Occupational Therapy Suite] Okay, Joanna, now we're a bit more relaxed, I'd like to try something.
Joanna Clore: Well, hurry up, I do have an office to run.
Jake: Right, well, what I want you to do is imagine that all the recent unpleasantness is held in a little box deep inside.
Joanna Clore: Ah, yes, nice little box.
Jake: No, well, we have to deal with things. So, on the count of three, I want you to open the box and deal with what's inside. One... two...
Joanna Clore: AHH! AHHH! AHHHH!
Jake: No, well...
Joanna Clore: AHH!
Jake: Okay, close the box.
Joanna Clore: AHHH!
Jake: Close the box.
Joanna Clore: AHHH!
Jake: CLOSE THE BOX! No, you don't want that. Let's just try to relax...
Joanna Clore: Well, hurry up, I do have an office to run.
Jake: Right, well, what I want you to do is imagine that all the recent unpleasantness is held in a little box deep inside.
Joanna Clore: Ah, yes, nice little box.
Jake: No, well, we have to deal with things. So, on the count of three, I want you to open the box and deal with what's inside. One... two...
Joanna Clore: AHH! AHHH! AHHHH!
Jake: No, well...
Joanna Clore: AHH!
Jake: Okay, close the box.
Joanna Clore: AHHH!
Jake: Close the box.
Joanna Clore: AHHH!
Jake: CLOSE THE BOX! No, you don't want that. Let's just try to relax...
Sue White: Oh, God, you know, I am sorry to drag you in here again, Mac, I know this is boring. Bloody computer virus has wiped off half your record. So, still single, I see, and no-one can understand it! Why you haven't been snapped up is a mystery to me.
Dr. Macartney: Aha.
Sue White: [types something into her computer very quickly] God, I want you. Not just sexually, in every way.
[fast typing]
Sue White: I want to wake up next to you, watch you sleep,
[typing]
Sue White: run my hand over your back and edge forward into regions knowing that my hand could make you feel like no other could.
[more typing]
Sue White: Mobile phone number?
Dr. Macartney: 07956, actually, I'm between...
Sue White: Thighs?
Dr. Macartney: ...networks.
Sue White: Okay.
[typing]
Sue White: And, um... Oh, my God, I want to feel you in my mouth.
[typing]
Sue White: House number?
Dr. Macartney: 21.
Sue White: That's it! That's all we were missing. All righty. Well, you know, you're free to go. See you at the slave auction.
Dr. Macartney: Yes.
Sue White: [whispering] I have an unlimited budget!
Dr. Macartney: Aha.
Sue White: [types something into her computer very quickly] God, I want you. Not just sexually, in every way.
[fast typing]
Sue White: I want to wake up next to you, watch you sleep,
[typing]
Sue White: run my hand over your back and edge forward into regions knowing that my hand could make you feel like no other could.
[more typing]
Sue White: Mobile phone number?
Dr. Macartney: 07956, actually, I'm between...
Sue White: Thighs?
Dr. Macartney: ...networks.
Sue White: Okay.
[typing]
Sue White: And, um... Oh, my God, I want to feel you in my mouth.
[typing]
Sue White: House number?
Dr. Macartney: 21.
Sue White: That's it! That's all we were missing. All righty. Well, you know, you're free to go. See you at the slave auction.
Dr. Macartney: Yes.
Sue White: [whispering] I have an unlimited budget!
Dr. Caroline Todd: How was the interview?
Dr. Macartney: Not sure... think I might have used the words 'job', 'stick', 'up' and 'arse' all in one sentence. Is that a bad thing?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Well I... I think tone of voice is very important.
Dr. Macartney: Is it, is it? Damn. Shit. Excuse me, I have some patients to see.
Dr. Macartney: Not sure... think I might have used the words 'job', 'stick', 'up' and 'arse' all in one sentence. Is that a bad thing?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Well I... I think tone of voice is very important.
Dr. Macartney: Is it, is it? Damn. Shit. Excuse me, I have some patients to see.
[Dr Secretan comes into Sue's office with a small boy under his arm]
Sue White: What's this?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: It's a kid. Um, what do they eat?
Sue White: Is it lost?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No. I borrowed it from someone because I'm trying to pull and apparently women love it.
[pause]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Is it doing anything for me?
Sue White: No.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [he puts the child down on Sue's desk] Here, you have it.
[he leaves]
Sue White: [looks at the child less than enthusiastic] Er, hello.
toddler: Hello.
Sue White: Hello. Umm... do you, do you want one of these?
[she pulls a lolly out of a drawer]
toddler: Yes, please.
[holds out a hand towards the lolly]
Sue White: [pulls the lolly away] Well, you can't have it.
Sue White: What's this?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: It's a kid. Um, what do they eat?
Sue White: Is it lost?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: No. I borrowed it from someone because I'm trying to pull and apparently women love it.
[pause]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Is it doing anything for me?
Sue White: No.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [he puts the child down on Sue's desk] Here, you have it.
[he leaves]
Sue White: [looks at the child less than enthusiastic] Er, hello.
toddler: Hello.
Sue White: Hello. Umm... do you, do you want one of these?
[she pulls a lolly out of a drawer]
toddler: Yes, please.
[holds out a hand towards the lolly]
Sue White: [pulls the lolly away] Well, you can't have it.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Boyce, you're friends with Mac and Guy. Who's the biggest scumbag?
Boyce: Guy. Guy, Guy, Guy, Guy.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Guy? Why Guy?
Boyce: He once ethically objected to resuscitating a woman with an A-cup.
Dr. Caroline Todd: An egg cup?
Boyce: No, an A-cup, small puppies. He said it wasn't worth saving less than a handful.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Dear God!
Boyce: Guy. Guy, Guy, Guy, Guy.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Guy? Why Guy?
Boyce: He once ethically objected to resuscitating a woman with an A-cup.
Dr. Caroline Todd: An egg cup?
Boyce: No, an A-cup, small puppies. He said it wasn't worth saving less than a handful.
Dr. Caroline Todd: Dear God!
Harriet Schulenburg: No!
Dr. Alan Statham: No, of course not. Who'd want me? I look like a broom! And who'd want to go out with a broom?
Harriet Schulenburg: A dustpan?
Dr. Alan Statham: Yes, and where would one find a maritally unfettered dustpan?
Harriet Schulenburg: Well, my husband found me at evening classes.
Dr. Alan Statham: No, of course not. Who'd want me? I look like a broom! And who'd want to go out with a broom?
Harriet Schulenburg: A dustpan?
Dr. Alan Statham: Yes, and where would one find a maritally unfettered dustpan?
Harriet Schulenburg: Well, my husband found me at evening classes.
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [on Martin's new party outfit] Oh look, it's the love child of Wayne Sleep and Godzilla. What are you, the eighth dwarf, Twatty? You know, even if you were from the future you'd still be wrong. Actually do you know what I like about this outfit? Fuck all.
[sucks the spikes on his shoulders]
[sucks the spikes on his shoulders]
Dr. Macartney: Well?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Well what, you scrawny poof?
[Mac pushes Guy's head into a bowl of cornflakes]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [through cornflakes] You're not a poof! You're not a poof!
[Mac pulls Guy's head up again]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: You're not a poof!
Dr. Macartney: And?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: And - you are a poof!
[Mac empties the bowl over Guy's head]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Well what, you scrawny poof?
[Mac pushes Guy's head into a bowl of cornflakes]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: [through cornflakes] You're not a poof! You're not a poof!
[Mac pulls Guy's head up again]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: You're not a poof!
Dr. Macartney: And?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: And - you are a poof!
[Mac empties the bowl over Guy's head]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Kissing in the toilet?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yes... who sang Kissing In The Toilets in 1978?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Er... was it a young Geroge Michael?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yes.
[leaves]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Fucking hell, that was a guess!
[sings]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Kissing in the toilet - don't flush, it's lush...
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yes... who sang Kissing In The Toilets in 1978?
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Er... was it a young Geroge Michael?
Dr. Caroline Todd: Yes.
[leaves]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Fucking hell, that was a guess!
[sings]
Dr. Guilaume Secretan: Kissing in the toilet - don't flush, it's lush...
