Dr. Ravel: Hello, Mrs. Zbornak, my name is Dr. Ravel.
Dorothy: Oh, hello.
Dr. Ravel: I'm here to tell you that Dr. Ashton won't be able to perform your surgery tomorrow. He's been subpoenaed in a malpractice suit.
Dorothy: You are kidding?
Dr. Ravel: I'm afraid not. He's a damn fine doctor, too. I wish I were half the doctor he is. By the way, I'll be performing your surgery tomorrow.
Dorothy: Look, couldn't this surgery wait until he gets back?
Dr. Ravel: Well, if he gets a hostile jury, you may have to wait three to five years. You'd be surprised how peeved people get nowadays over any little mix-up.
Dorothy: Mix-up?
Dr. Ravel: I didn't say mix-up and there's no one here to prove that I did.