- Dr. Eleanor Bramwell: So, clutching your broken arm to your chest, you saw four patients, did a house call, and turned up late for dinner. Convalescence is not a word you understand, is it?
- Daniel Bentley: [eyeing plate of food] What's that then?
- Nurse Ethel Carr: Last week's dirty washing. What do you think it is?
- Daniel Bentley: Who's it for?
- Nurse Ethel Carr: Well, it's not for Prince Albert, and I don't see the Bishop of Stepney anywhere.
- [pause]
- Nurse Ethel Carr: Goodness' sake, Mr. Bentley. Eat it before it goes off. And why I should ply you with the foul drug of alcohol...
- Daniel Bentley: You're the pearl in my oyster, Nurse Carr, and the spring in my step.
- [quietly]
- Daniel Bentley: Not to mention a pain in my arse.