Holby City

Diane: Where's my patient? Jess: Bay Four. Alex: And mine? Jess: Bay Four. Alex: Are our patients in bed together?

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Unless Tom Campbell-Gore is wearing my skirt and heels, I'm in charge here. Have you any idea what it took to save your life today? Three surgeons, two anaesthetists, not to mention the nurses, porters, theatre staff. It probably cost about £35,000 to put you back on your feet. And I ruined a perfectly good shirt.

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Lisa: Her husband's just been made chairman of the board. Donna: Husband? I thought they just plugged her into the mains at the end of each day.

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Evolved somewhere under the elevated section of the M25, apparently...

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Zubin: [reading from sheet] "Please speak the following healing affirmations into the patient's ear in a calm, relaxing voice." Hello, Monica. I am Two Trees Blowing In The Wind, your anaesthetist. Ric: It doesn't say that. Zubin: Your operation has gone well. When you wake, you will be comfortable and you will urinate easily. Ric: It does say that. Zubin: She's done her research. You will be hungry for - insert appropriate dietary requirements - and your body is now ready to complete the chain of healing. "Repeat the statement three times." Oh, I forgot a bit. And, Monica, when you wake up you will also believe that you're a giant talking rabbit. Ric: Professor Khan! Zubin: [throwing away sheet of affirmations in disgust] Well, it either works or it doesn't.

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Ric: Dean, I think I might have found a new rotation for you. Dean: What department? Ric: Telephony.

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