Mrs. Warner: Oh, great. Another sycophant.
Dr. Cox: Listen up, there, Molly Menopause. I need you to quiet the hell down. You're scaring everyone in the hospital. I mean, my God, they're delivering a baby upstairs and the poor kid's using the umbilical cord to crawl the hell back in.
Mrs. Warner: Now, you listen to me-
Dr. Cox: [whistles] I mean it, sister.
Mrs. Warner: OK. From now on he's my doctor. The rest of you can get out of here.
Dr. Cox: Scram.