High Anxiety

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
What a dramatic airport.

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
As I was saying, it came to my attention that just before Dr. Ashley's untimely death, he was planning to make some very big changes here at the institute. Do any of you know specifically what those changes might be?

Dr. Wentworth:
Well, for one thing, he wanted to change...

Nurse Diesel:
The drapes.

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
The drapes?

Nurse Diesel:
The drapes. He wanted to change the drapes in the Psychotic Game Room.

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
That was the extent of the big change, the... drapes?

Nurse Diesel:
Oh, yes. Dr. Ashley felt that color has a great deal to do with the well-being of the emotionally disturbed.

Nurse Diesel:
Those who are tardy do not get fruit cup.

Brophy:
I got it. I got it. I got it.

Brophy:
I ain't got it.

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
That kid gets no tip.

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
Professor Little Old Man.

Dr. Vicktor Lillolman:
"Lillolman". "Lillolman".

Victoria Brisbane:
I'm sorry, please forgive me. I'm just SO close to my menstrual cycle that I could SCREAM.

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
You want to x-ray the celery? What do you think we're smuggling dope in the celery? The celery's not for dope. It's for dip!

Nurse Diesel:
Perhaps I've been a bit too haaaarsh...

Victoria Brisbane:
Listen, mister, I don't go for this sort of thing.

Victoria Brisbane:
How did you, ummmm... get my room number? I am not going to listen to any more of this, I mean, I've had just about enough! What are you wearing? Jeans? you're wearing jeans? I bet they're tight.

Victoria Brisbane:
Another one? Listen, Richard, you have got to get a grip on yourself.

Victoria Brisbane:
My name is Victoria Brisbane, my father is Arthur Brisbane.

Victoria:
Have you seen my father at the Institute? Is he all right?

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
He's fine, he's fine. He's coming along just fine. He's very affectionate. He licked me.

Victoria:
He what?

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
Well, he thinks he's a dog these days.

Victoria:
A dog?

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
A dog, yes.

Victoria:
Do you mind if I smoke?

Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke:
What's your sign?

Victoria Brisbane:
I'm sorry. It's... unlisted.

Dr. Charles Montague:
Enjoy yourself, for God's sake! Get your mind off the Wentworth murder... Accident! Accident!