Holby City1999

[discussing an operation to fit a gastric band to reduce Carry Akroyd's appetite]

Carry Akroyd:
Can I choose which colour band I get? I have survived temptation by malted drink, sandwich box and macaroni cheese.

Dan Clifford:
Sorry, the gastric band is off.

Carry Akroyd:
Scuse me? This is a hospital, not a restaurant.

Dan Clifford:
The patient I was going to bump has become an emergency.

Carry Akroyd:
What about the juggling? Dropped the balls, have we?

Dan Clifford:
I haven't dropped anything.

Carry Akroyd:
Or maybe you never had any in the first place.

Dan Clifford:
I can't do it, OK. We'd need enough anesthetic to knock out a hippo.

Carry Akroyd:
[plaintively] I've been starving myself.

Dan Clifford:
Well don't stop now. In another decade or two you might be somewhere near normal.