- Dr. Barnes: I gave nitrous oxide at first, to get him under.
- Inspector Cockrill: Oh yes, stuff the dentist gives you, hmmm... commonly known as "laughing gas."
- Dr. Barnes: Used to be... actually the impurities cause the laughs.
- Inspector Cockrill: Oh, just the same as in our music halls.
- [last lines]
- Inspector Cockrill: [voice over in typing a report to his superior about the murder case] "... and in view of my failure - hmm, correction - comparative failure, I feel I have no alternative, Sir, but to offer you my resignation, in the confident hope that you will *not* accept it." Full stop.
- Mr. Eden: Are you trying to make me lose my temper?
- Inspector Cockrill: Oh, that was only a secondary object.
- Dr. White: I do hope everything can be arranged discreetly.
- Inspector Cockrill: Umm, shouldn't think so for a moment.
- Dr. White: Why not? Press? Do they have to be seen?
- Inspector Cockrill: Can't keep 'em out.
- Dr. White: Oh, dear.
- Inspector Cockrill: I don't mind; they always give me a good write-up.
- Dr. Barnes: [after Nurse Sanson's breakdown] So without bothering to inquire, you scared the life out of her like any flat-footed copper off the beat.
- Inspector Cockrill: The police force has not a monopoly of fallen arches, Dr. Barnes. Ask any chiropodist.
- Dr. Barnes: Did you get us here just to insult us?
- Inspector Cockrill: No. I only like to strike an informal note.
- Mr. Eden: All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
- Nurse Woods: They left their appendixes behind them.
- Nurse Sanson: It is a lovely night.
- Mr. Eden: [quoting Shakespeare] Perfect. "In such a night as this, when the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, and they did make no noise, in such a night, Troilus methinks mounted the Trojan walls, and sighed his soul toward the Grecian tents, where Cressid lay that night."
- Inspector Cockrill: [startling the couple] "In such a night, did young Lorenzo swear he loved her well, stealing her soul with many vows of faith, and ne'er a true one." Good night, Mr. Eden.
- Inspector Cockrill: [moving a bush to expose a lurking Dr. Barnes] Good night, Dr. Barnes.
- Dr. Barnes: How's the patient?
- Joseph Higgins: I could do with a pint.
- Dr. Barnes: That's the pre-operative adjuvant.
- Inspector Cockrill: Well, well, well, a master of surgery mixing it with an NRCP. Ho, ho, what a delicious spectacle. We might arrange a future contest to aid some deserving charity, don't you think?
- Sister Bates: I saw him kissing her in the ward last night.
- Dr. Barnes: [stunned] What?
- Sister Bates: That hurt, didn't it? Now you know how I feel. I saw him. I saw the way he looked at her. He's in love! As far as he can be.
- Dr. Barnes: If I were you I'd have a nice cup of cocoa and go to bed!
- Sister Bates: You know it's the truth. If he wanted to marry her, do you think she'd hesitate if you weren't here?
- Dr. Barnes: Well, I am here.
- Sister Bates: You won't be much longer, not if he knows about it.
- Sister Bates: You killed a girl, didn't you? A few years ago in Herren's Park.
- Dr. Barnes: That's not true and I've had just about enough of it.
- Sister Bates: Now there's been another death, and White's had you on the carpet.
- Dr. Barnes: What's this got to do with Eden?
- Sister Bates: You're in his way, that's all.
- Dr. Barnes: You're imagining things.
- Sister Bates: No I'm not. I'm seeing the truth. You get like that. You get to see people like you never did before, all the rotten things you shut your eyes to once. And it hurts, and that's a comfort. You're in his way, don't you see?
- Dr. Barnes: What are you getting at?
- Sister Bates: You'll find out. I'm going to join them.
- Nurse Linley: Oughtn't we to go back?
- Mr. Eden: Why? It's a lovely night.
- Nurse Linley: We're still suspects.
- Mr. Eden: That's a very good thought to escape from.
- Mr. Eden: You seen Barney?
- Nurse Linley: No. I don't know what to do about him.
- Mr. Eden: Isn't it time you made up your mind?
- Nurse Linley: He's behaving so ridiculously.
- Mr. Eden: I don't blame him: he's in love with you. Don't blame him for that either.
- Mr. Eden: Wonder where that doodlebug dropped.
- Nurse Woods: Somewhere near the village?
- Mr. Eden: I hope it missed my house. What a life.
- Nurse Woods: Well, it can't last forever.
- Mr. Eden: Nurses stand up to it awfully well.
- Nurse Woods: So do the doctors, sir.
- Mr. Eden: One can get used to anything, in time.
- Nurse Woods: Still, it must've been a bit of a change for you too, sir, considering.
- Mr. Eden: Considering what?
- Nurse Woods: Your past.
- Mr. Eden: Hmm?
- Nurse Woods: [she removes his headgear] Thank you. I mean Harley Street, Rolls-Royce, lovely ladies.
- Mr. Eden: All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
- Nurse Woods: They left their appendixes behind them.
- Mr. Eden: They were happy to be in the fashion.
- Nurse Woods: And even happier to be in your consulting room. It's those eyes, of course. The wounded stag looks that no woman can resist.
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