Madness, Murder and Malpractice. — The Hospital

"Youre a very tired, very damaged man. Youve had a hideous marriage, I assume a few tacky affairs along the way. Youre understandably reluctant to get involved again. On top of that, here I am with this preposterous idea you throw everything up and go off with me to some barren mountains in Mexico. Utterly mad, I know. On the other hand, you obviously find this world as desolate as I do. You did try to kill yourself last night. So thats it, Herb. Either me and the mountains or - a bottle of potassium."

"Mislaid. Mislaid among the broken wrists, the chest pains, the scalp lacerations, the man whose fingers were crushed in a taxi door, the infant with a skin rash, the child swiped by a car, the old lady mugged in the subway, the derelict beaten by sailors, the teenage suicide, the paranoids, drunks, asthmatics, the rapes, the septic abortions, the overdosed addicts, the fractures, infarcts, hemorrhages, concussions, boils, abrasions, the colonic cancers, the cardiac arrests - the whole wounded madhouse of our times."

"Mr. Blacktree disapproves of my miniskirt, the only thing I had to come to the city with. Back at the tribe, I wear ankle-length buckskin."

"George C. Scott - Dr. Herbert "Herb" Bock"

"Diana Rigg - Miss Barbara Drummond"

"Im middle class. Among us middle class, love doesnt triumph over all - responsibility does."