Dr Angelus: I wish I could keep my hair on. You will make a fortune Johnson, if you discover a method of making hair grow on bald scalps. You would hardly believe the sense of frustration it gives a man to be prematurely bald. Yet, to the philosophic mind comes the reflection that we are all more or less born bald. Even Lady Godiva was born bald . . . And to the practical mind, the condition has obvious advantages. A bald head and a grave expression are worth a great deal in the practise of our noble profession . . .

Dr. Johnson : I couldn't wish for a better Chief. He's kind and he's helpful and he knows his work. And he's got a great sense of humour. I think he's a bit of a genius.
Butt : Which bit?
Dr. Johnson: I'm afraid I don't quite follow you, sir?
Butt: He was threatening just now to blow his brains out. I was wondering at what portion of his anatomy he was proposing to take aim.

Dr. Angelus: But me no buts. Run away up to bye-byes and I’ll bring you your nice medicine-pedicine. And I promise you you won’t require very much more of it.