“-And I'm sorry too.-For what?-For calling you an asshole doctor.-That's okay.-Even though, technically, that is what you are.”

“If you kill him, call me. I'm bound by doctor client privilege.Really?No, but the courts make exceptions for assholes.”

“The Doctor: Sorry, do you have a name?Idris: Seven hundred years and finally he asks. The Doctor: But what do I call you?Idris: I think you call me... Sexy? The Doctor: [embarrassed] Only when we're alone. Idris: We are alone. The Doctor: Oh. Come on then, Sexy.”

“This condemnation of technology is ingratitude, that's what it is. Blind alley, though. If someone's ungrateful and you tell him he's ungrateful, okay, you've called him a name. You haven't solved anything.”

“I know what you want to hear, doctor, but I'm sorry, you're not going to pry some sordid confession out of me.”

“When it's asshole-tightening time, that's when you see what people are made of. Or at least what their asshole is made of.”