Patrick: Then you ran the scalpel through the patient's temple, stand back and watch them bleed out.
Emily: Excuse me?
Patrick: Emily, you are hell on my ego.
Emily: Oh, gosh. I'm sorry, Patrick. You know what? You were so nice to agree to help me with this test, and I can't seem to give you the courtesy of focus. Do you mind if we do this later?
Patrick: On one condition. I get to ask you a question.
Emily: Oh, sure, absolutely.
Patrick: Okay. Do you think it's unreasonable that I treated a beautiful woman last week, or that I was helping a female nurse?
Emily snickers.
Emily: Okay. Well, that depends, Patrick. Were you flirting?
Patrick: Well, I was -- I was being pleasant. I mean, I was trying to be pleasant.
Emily: See, your pleasant raises flirting. If I were Robn, it would drive me insane.
Scott: Excuse me, is Robn Scorpio around?
Patrick: Why?
Scott: Well, I understand she's the one that found the experimental drug that brought Laura back.
Patrick: Actually, we worked on Laura's case together, and if you're sniffing around the hospital looking for Laura's medical records, I'll be more than happy to inform you, I'll make it my business you never get your hands on them.