I want someone to look at those X-Rays who can read them. I'd rather not have everyone in...

Mason Parrish: I want someone to look at those X-Rays who can read them. Eddie Jessup: I'd rather not have everyone in the Brigham in on this. It's bad enough we've got this nosy x-ray technician. Mason Parrish: Are you all right? Eddie Jessup: I'm fine, Mason. I tried to indicate this was just a transient thing. Mason Parrish: Transient ischemic attack, that's what it was. [Addressing Arthur] Mason Parrish: He's got his voice back. Eddie Jessup: It wasn't an ischemic attack! It wasn't a seizure. You saw the x-rays, Mason. There was clearly something anterior to the larynx that looked like a laryngal sack. That's strictly simian! I obviously regressed! To some quasi-simian creature. Mason Parrish: I'm gonna show these to someone who can read them right, 'cause you're reading them wrong, that's all there is to it. Because no one is gonna tell me you de-differentiated your goddamn genetic structure for four goddamn hours and then reconstitued! I'm a professor of endocrinology at the Harvard Medical School. I'm an attending physician at the Peter Bent Brigham Hospital! I'm a contributing editor to the American Journal of Endocrinology and a I am a fellow and vice-president of the Eastern Association of Endocrinologists and president of the Journal Club! And I'm not going to listen to any more of your kabbalistic, quantum, friggin' dumb limbo mumbo jumbo! I'm gonna show these to a radiologist!

- Jesus Christ. - Are you all right?