Nurse: Mr. Orwell, why should I tell you anything?
Harry Orwell: Because my feet hurt?
Harry Orwell: My feet hurt.
Nurse: There's a podiatrist down the hall. Would you like to make an appointment?
Harry Orwell: No I would rather you had pity on me and talk to me about Dr. Mangram because my feet hurt.
Spencer Johnson: Your father still alive, Harry?
Harry Orwell: Yeah, he lives in Florida.
Spencer Johnson: When's the last time you talked with him?
Spencer Johnson: Papa? Papa? What happened? What's going on?
Lt. K.C. Trench: Your father and Mrs. Wayne decided to go shopping, Mr. Johnson. The wrong time, the wrong place.
Jefferson Johnson: We had to get something to eat.