Holby City1999

[Hanssen has just transferred Malick to Ric Griffin's department. Malick is trying to ingratiate himself with his new consultant]

Antoine Malick:
Mr Griffin, I don't know what you heard about me, but I'm good. I'm the best.

Ric Griffin:
The best?

Antoine Malick:
With a few exceptions.

Ric Griffin:
You honour me.

Antoine Malick:
No, no, the pleasure's all mine.

Ric Griffin:
Do go on.

Antoine Malick:
You're a legend and it's a privilege to be working with you.

[Ric gets out a small pen torch and shines it in Malick's eyes]

Ric Griffin:
Have you got one of these? You're gonna need one. You're *so* far up my backside, it's got to be dark in there!

Antoine Malick:
Look, I just want to show you what I can do.

Ric Griffin:
What, a couple of hernia ops and a stomach ulcer aren't challenging enough for your superhuman skills?

Antoine Malick:
Not for The Malick, any more than it would be for The Griffin.

Ric Griffin:
First of all, Antoine, I will not and or ever will be referred to as The Griffin. Secondly, while you are on my ward, you will treat every patient with the care that they deserve. No-one is beneath you here.

Antoine Malick:
I know that.

Ric Griffin:
They you'd better understand this. There is no room for the maverick Malick on Keller Ward. You carry on like some kind of self-styled super-hero, and your first day *will* be your last.