Harrow: Give it to Fairley.
Pavich: I gave it to you.
Harrow: I'm not doing it. You think I don't know who this is? Accusations of child molestation, but none ever stuck. Now that he's dead, the police are thinking one of his victims grew up, tracked him down, surprised him on his yoga mat, and broke his neck.
Pavich: Then why aren't you doing the autopsy?
Harrow: Because if I do it, I'll find that cause of death is a subarachnoid hemorrhage on the base of the brain as a result of traumatic medial laceration of the right vertebral artery by excessive autorotation of the C2 and C3 vertebrae. He died twisting his neck doing yoga in his makeup, wearing it because it brought back sweet memories of the tender moments he spent with all those children whose lives he destroyed, hence the angel lust. You want it done, give it to Fairley. With a bit of luck he might suggest blunt force trauma, the police will investigate, and then enough dirt will come up on this shithead that he'll be remembered as a child molester instead of a clown.
Pavich: I gave it to you.
Harrow: I'm not doing it. You think I don't know who this is? Accusations of child molestation, but none ever stuck. Now that he's dead, the police are thinking one of his victims grew up, tracked him down, surprised him on his yoga mat, and broke his neck.
Pavich: Then why aren't you doing the autopsy?
Harrow: Because if I do it, I'll find that cause of death is a subarachnoid hemorrhage on the base of the brain as a result of traumatic medial laceration of the right vertebral artery by excessive autorotation of the C2 and C3 vertebrae. He died twisting his neck doing yoga in his makeup, wearing it because it brought back sweet memories of the tender moments he spent with all those children whose lives he destroyed, hence the angel lust. You want it done, give it to Fairley. With a bit of luck he might suggest blunt force trauma, the police will investigate, and then enough dirt will come up on this shithead that he'll be remembered as a child molester instead of a clown.
Harrow: You really shouldn't interrupt a guy watching High Noon.
Pavich: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't fire you.
Harrow: Vocabulary. I have the most arcipluvian way with words.
Harrow: Vocabulary. I have the most arcipluvian way with words.
Pavich: (looking at unopened pack of cigarettes Harrow is holding) You quit years ago.
Harrow: I know. It's hard to start again, they say it's easy but I tell you it takes willpower.
Harrow: I know. It's hard to start again, they say it's easy but I tell you it takes willpower.
Harrow:You know what? You should fire me, before I get us both into trouble.
Pavich:Yeah, I should, but what good would it do? You'd still be in that exam room, working. You love it too much.
Pavich:Yeah, I should, but what good would it do? You'd still be in that exam room, working. You love it too much.
Harrow: Yes, it's true. I stole your penis.
