Top 100 Quotes From Nip/Tuck

[in a bar where industrial music is playing, Christian moves in on a younger woman]
Christian: Would you believe the shit that passes for music these days?
25: You should come here Wednesdays, it's oldies night.

Ram: Don't you think that the little girl's gonna be a little bit better off with Kimber and me, rather than some punk who's willing to be filmed taking it up the ass so he could score a little bit more boo-yah?
Dr. Christian Troy: That's my son, you dick-sucking pimp!
Kimber: Didn't you guys know that Matt worked here? Oh yeah, Ram cast him in First-Time Fairies... as a bottom. That's the one...
Julia: Stop it Kimber, you're lying!
Dr. Christian Troy: Of course she's lying. That's the only thing she's good at... except for spreading her legs

Jerry: [murderously dragging Teddy] I hate the ones that scream.

Christian: Can I buy you a drink?
Kimber: I don't drink.
Christian: Can I buy you an appetizer?
Kimber: I don't eat. I'm a model.
[Christian gives up and is ready to leave]
Bartender: Another one before you hit the road?
Christian: No thanks, I have to operate tomorrow.
Kimber: Are you a doctor?
Christian: [flashes smile] Plastic surgeon.

Sean: [Sean and Christian are talking about how their recertification cadavar bodies died] How did your head die?
Christian: Heart attack. Yours?
Sean: Suicide. Do you believe in that?
Christian: [pauses] I think that if a person is in a great deal of pain, physical or spiritual, and they've exhausted all their options, I wouldn't judge them for it. I'd say a silent prayer and hope death brought them the piece of mind live never could give them.

Dr. Erica Noughton: Darling, be proud of your spa. Stop looking to me for approval. You shouldn't need it anymore.
Julia: I don't need it! It's just that it would be nice to know what it feels like before either of us dies!

Dr. Sean McNamara: God, I wish I was single sometimes.
Dr. Christian Troy: Well, you know what they say, "For every beautiful woman, there's a guy that's tired of screwing her."

Mistress: You are not in charge here! You talk when I say you can talk!

Christian: I'm a wildly successful plastic surgeon and I have a 33-inch waist. I'm a superhero, so now I'm going to put my cape back on and get back out there.

Sean: [to Julia] When was the last time we went to bed that you didn't hate me?

Christian: [in reference to the vandalizing of his car] I'm serious, I felt violated. The last time I felt like this was back in the early 90s when some girl shoved her finger up my butt with no warning.

Jude: Threesomes, foursomes, moresomes. They're everywhere. They're like Starbucks!

Sean: Erotic is when you use a fetaher. Porn is when you use the whole chicken... and this girl's been through A LOT of chicken.

[after a girl's night out makeover]
Liz: I don't look like me!
Sophia: Well, I'm sorry. They don't make a lipstick shade called "BullDyke"

Julia: [to Christian Troy] When did you become so cruel?

Christian: [Leaving a grocery store after buying a lot of hams] Would you mind telling me why we just bought 12 goddamned hams?
Sean: Because alligators are finicky eaters.

Alexis: [in bar] But as I always say, "the best way of getting over someone, is to get on top of someone else."
[meaningful glances exchanged, scene changes, bedroom, intimacy, moaning]
Alexis: What the hell is wrong with you?
Dr. Christian Troy: [misunderstanding] What did I do?
Alexis: You taste like honey. That body's like David. How could anyone let you go?
Dr. Christian Troy: I'm a plastic surgeon.
Alexis: My God! Now you're really blowing my mind.
Dr. Christian Troy: Oh!
[more moaning]
Dr. Christian Troy: It's time to return the favor.
[pushes her down]

Christian: I think I work better on women I've screwed. Once you've seen a woman's cumface, you've seen her soul.

[at the start of a consultation]
Sean/Christian: Tell me what you don't like about yourself?

Matt: Kimber! Sit down!

Dr. Sean McNamara: Please, I need to believe in something.
Agatha: Don't you get it? There is nothing to believe in anymore.

Ava: [to Adrian] You're not too old to get a backhand and I'm wearing heavy rings.

The: Beauty is a curse on the world. It keeps us from seeing who the real monsters are.

Sean: I know your body. I always have. I know where you live and breathe.
Julia: Then how come I haven't had an orgasm in two years?
Sean: Because I didn't want to work that hard.

Dr. Sean McNamara: Tell me what you don't like about yourself.
Nanette: Everything.

Kimberly: FYI, I met some movie producers who think I'm the bomb. They can't wait to get into the Kimber Henry business.

Gina: My tits are ripe. And this blouse is silk, stains are forever. So, I need you to suck it up.

Eden: We're done here. This was a 'get it out of our system' screw. Don't feel bad. After-sex clinginess happens all the time, especially with older guys.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Are you saying there's no chemistry here?
Eden: I like having sex with older men. It's a Daddy thing, and you're hot for your age. You're even hotter because you used to screw the chick that's screwing my Mom. But I don't date guys with gray pubes
[smiles dismissively]
Dr. Sean McNamara: [looks down at himself forlornly]

Annie: Camping? Like, in the outdoors?
Dr. Teddy Rowe: Yeah, like in the outdoors.

Dr. Liz Cruz: [to the carollors singing] Go away! Bah humbug!
Dr. Sean McNamara: Ebenezer Cruz, where's your Christmas spirit?

Natalie: Ma's O-negative. She said the best part about being a universal donor was that she could never be so broke that she couldn't give something to the needy.

Christian: [In reference to a woman who was on the schedule to have her lips, which were burnt off, rebuilt using skin from her vagina. However, Sean removed her citing concerns over her husband, whom she says doesn't go down on women and might find out where the skin came from] I'm putting pussy lips back on the schedule!

Dr. Christian Troy: Sorry, no pro bono for boning a pro.

Dr. Sean McNamara: What the hell are you doing, calling a stripper to the office?
Dr. Christian Troy: A stripper? Sean, I wouldn't do that to you... She's a hooker.

Dr. Sean McNamara: Sit down. Did you urinate in the soap dispenser, Matt?
[the boys laugh]
Dr. Sean McNamara: This act of aggression isn't funny. What's funny about it?
Matt: This whole thing is funny, dad. It's idiotic.
Dr. Sean McNamara: I asked you a question, Matt. Did you do this?
Matt: No.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Adrian, was it you?
Adrian: Uhhh. He's scary, your other dad.
Dr. Sean McNamara: You're not leaving here until I get an answer.
Ava: Don't you dare threaten my son.
Adrian: Yeah, I urinated in the soap dispenser. Do you wanna spank me?
Dr. Sean McNamara: [Turns into Ava] Your son is yet another reminder of what a monstruous fraud you are, Ava. I'm tempted to feel sorry for him, but I'm not his father.
[Turns into Matt]
Dr. Sean McNamara: I'm yours. And here's the new regime. Till further notice, you report to my office every day after school where we'll find plenty of meaningless busy work to keep you out of trouble.
Matt: I didn't do anything.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Yes, you did, Matt. Your lackadaisical behaviour screams out for boundaries, so I'm gonna give you some. You will not fail to show up. You will not even be late. Or you'll finish out your education at a military school of my choice. Got it?
Ava: Matt's outgrown the saber-rattling. Don't pay any attention to his macho posturing, Matt. We can file for legal emancipation.
Dr. Sean McNamara: [Turns into Ava] You do that, lady. And in the two months it takes to get the approval of the court, I'll talk to the press, discredit you as a pedophile, and a kidnapper, and an overall menace to society. And then we'll see how soon your life coach business goes belly up.
Ava: I'm not afraid of your empty threats.
Dr. Sean McNamara: You should be, Ava. You should be very afraid.

Dr. Christian Troy: It takes at least two to tango with Kimber. Preferably eight, one for each tentacle.

[during an operation]
Sean: You're shaving too deep.
Christian: It's fine.
Sean: Do you want it fine or do you want it perfect?

Dr. Christian Troy: Maybe I should go take a shower.
Kimber: [knowing that he has been cheating on her:] Maybe you should make it a cold one.
[turns over on bed to go to sleep]

Dr. Quentin Costa: I'm sorry, Kimber. This is very embarrassing. I'm completely starstruck. I've seen all your movies.
Kimber: How sweet. We have a new series coming out. It's called "Two Girls, a Guy, and a Cumface". It's loosely based on our personal experience.
Dr. Christian Troy: We'll be sure to send you the DVDs.
Kit: Porn's for fat kids. Why not offer him the real thing?
Dr. Quentin Costa: I wouldn't want to impose.
Kit: Christian won't mind a friend lending a hand.
Dr. Christian Troy: Not at all. Quentin, if that's what Kit wants. She's all yours.
Kit: If you like her movies, wait until you have her when she's not acting. She tastes like hot maple syrup.
Dr. Christian Troy: Kimber isn't a condiment from IHOP, sweetheart. She's not to be passed around the table.

Agatha: Going through life with no faith in anything is the worst hell of all, don't you think?

Kimberly: Death is just the ultimate orgasm of life.

Aria: [on plane] You know, I need to use the bathroom.
Dr. Sean McNamara: [mouth full of chocolate] Okay.
Aria: [seductive] You wanna come?
Dr. Sean McNamara: [leaning towards her] You're saying you wanna join the Mile-High Club?
Aria: Give me two minutes.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Okay.
[she flounces off]
Dr. Christian Troy: Don't do it.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Like you wouldn't.
Dr. Christian Troy: I have. It's not worth it. All right? The bathroom's too small to get any rhythm going and... flight attendants are very strict post-9/11.

Ava: [snapping to her chaffeur as Christian climbs in next to her] Hudson, get him out of here.
Dr. Christian Troy: Hudson and I have a little understanding. Take it away, Hudson!
Ava: [as they drive off] You and I have no business to discuss.

Quentin: You're a bitch.
Julia: Maybe, but at least I'm not yours.

Dr. Christian Troy: [to Sean, regarding Matt's latest hare-brained scheme] Are you sure you didn't drop him on his head when he was a baby?

Dr. Sean McNamara: Why is it that we see what we wanna believe, but we don't believe what we see?
Dr. Liz Cruz: Because we have hope. Because we wanna believe in the good. Because usually the truth just sucks.

Christian: [about Dr. Santiago] She's a troublemaker and her shoes are cheap.

Dr. Liz Cruz: Teddy! What are you doing in Sean's office?
Dr. Teddy Rowe: [thinking quickly] Oh, uhm, just picking up the ring I gave him. Kind of a closure.
[brave smile, then looks down]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: If only it were that easy, right?
Dr. Liz Cruz: [smirks] The only possible closure I could have with Christian, would land me in a maximum security prison.
[Teddy smirks]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: [voice breaking] I just love him... so much. You know... I just... I do.
[tearfully, causing Liz to look at her in concern]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: I'll be fine. Uhm, please don't tell him you saw me like this.
[Liz shakes her head]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: Okay? I'd really rather he didn't know.
Dr. Liz Cruz: [shaking her head, sympathetic] No worries.
[but there's a devious expression on Teddy's face as she walks on]

Christian: [to Ava Moore] You lubricate acid. If I stick my dick up you, it would sizzle off.

Dr. Sean McNamara: [introducing son Conor] He's a little shy with new people.
Annie: Maybe he just senses evil.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Annie, for God's sake...
[to: ]
Dr. Sean McNamara: She's been giving you a hard time?
Dr. Teddy Rowe: She's a thirteen-year-old. It's her job.

[greeting Merrill at a spa]
Dr. Christian Troy: Merrill, you metrosexual, you. What are you doing here, getting your back waxed?
Dr. Merril Bobolit: Who told you?

Quentin: [after Julia has just fired him] You're a bitch.
Julia: At least I'm not your bitch.

Julia: [to Quentin] I know you. I know you're someone who can only be big by making others feel small. I know I don't need people like you in my life anymore, and I know you're fired.

Dr. Sean McNamara: Tell us what you don't like about yourself.
Dawn: Nothin' money can't buy. I have a few extra layers on my pound cake, that's where you come in.
Dr. Christian Troy: So, you'd like some liposuction Mrs. Budge.
Dawn: I mean all over. Even behind my ears. Whatever it costs, I can afford it. I hit the big power ball, $300,81,000,000. Maybe you saw me on Maury?
Dr. Sean McNamara: Congratulations.
Dr. Christian Troy: Wow.
Dawn: Excuse me, *I* won it. I am the one, who sat for two hours, in the humidity, my fat ass in a broken' down lawn chair, just to buy my tickets. While these two bugeritas were stayin' home to watch a re-run of "The Ghost Whisperer".
Dwight: It was the second two-parter Dawn!
Mallory: The only reason you didn't stay home was cause you had already seen it, Ma.
Dawn: Zip it, Mallory!
Dawn: Anyways, after I won, the first thing I purchased, were the exact replicas of the mirrors of Louis the XIV has in Versailles. Ya know, France? $15,000 a piece. I would have paid $5000,000,000. After I had them professionally hung, I looked at myself in them and thought, Pudge Budge has got to go. It is time my body matched my bank account.
Mallory: [laughs] If that's what your after, hell, you'd been skinny your whole life. She was only making $15,000 down at the Jiffy Lube.
Dawn: Can you sew her mouth shut? I mean literately. Can you put a zipper on there? Because I swear to you, I will do it!
Dr. Sean McNamara: Is there something your interested in having done Mallory?
Mallory: [Looks down at her chest] I want some new tits.Big ones.
Dawn: Finally, something we agree on. I mean shes gotta do something about those mosquito bites, shes never gonna get a man and move the hell out of my house. While you're in there, do something about her belly button. It's disgusting. Show the doctors Mallory.
Mallory: [Mallory lifts up her shirt to expose her bellybutton] I always thought it was kinda cute.
Dawn: How the hell are ya gonna walk around South Beach in a Tube Top? Look Dwight, it's bigger then your penis.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Mr. Budge, we haven't herd much from you. Do you think your daughter's...
Dawn: Excuse me, Dwight is my second husband, he is not Mallory's father. He is here, because he would like a bigger dick. And those pumps? A total waste of money.
Dr. Christian Troy: So, you would like a penis enlargement Mr. Budge.
Dwight: Aw, hell, I don't know, I never really thought of having an operation.
Dawn: It never came into your head before because we could never afford it homey. Now, that's all changed now. We're the rich folks now. It's time that we got what we deserve, and we deserve these operations.
Dr. Sean McNamara: I have to say Mrs. Budge, McNamara or Troy won't operate on patients who are uncertain of their convictions.
Dawn: No, no, they want them, it's all we talked about from the drive down from Pensacola.

Christian: Can I buy you a drink?
Kimberly: I don't drink.
Christian: May I buy you an appetizer?
Kimberly: I don't eat. I'm a model.

Gina: What's the matter, Christian, not turned on by pregnant women?
Christian: No, just not turned on by you.

Dr. Merril Bobolit: They raped me, Christian. Repeatedly. They passed me around for a year and a half, and now I can't even leave the house without fear of shitting my pants... I became someone's prison wife, someone more powerful than me."

Matt: We just felt this connection.
Christian: Yeah, it's called DNA!

Liz: [looking at a patient undergoing a butt lift] Ass implants. What will they think of next?

Sean: Remember, We're treating a patient here, not just a vagina.
Christian: That's easy for you to say. You've never been with Vagina Gina.

Dr. Christian Troy: You're completely rattled because that girl makes erotic films.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Erotic films are when you use a feather. *Porn* films are when you use the whole chicken. This girl's been through a lot of chickens.

Sean: Did you urinate in the soap dispenser, Matt? This act of aggression isn't funny, what's funny about it?
Matt: This whole thing is funny, Dad. It's idiotic.
Sean: I asked you a question, Matt. Did you do this?
Matt: No.
Sean: Adrian, was it you?
Adrian: Ohh. He's scary, your other dad.
Sean: You're not leaving here until I get an answer.
Ava: Don't you dare threaten my son.
Adrian: Yeah, I urinated in the soap dispenser. You wanna spank me?

Dr. Christian Troy: [entering room, finding Eden modeling skimpy red dress for gay friend Chaz] Sorry, am I interrupting Extreme Makeover: Whore Edition?

Dr. Liz Cruz: [about Kimber] This poor girl, trouble just walks along side her.
Dr. Christian Troy: Screw her! How many times have I fixed this outside of this succubus? And what changes on the inside? huh? Nothing. You know the definition of madness? When you do the same thing over and over again expecting defferent results.
Dr. Liz Cruz: This only mad thing about her is that she still has feeling for you.
Dr. Christian Troy: There comes a point where you just have to let go. Kimber has a disease of the soul. Get too close you'll catch it.

Kimberly: I don't understand this! I haven't heard form him since my operation. It thought that we were gonna be together.
Sean: Ms. Henry, I think you're confusing Dr. Troy's pleasant and very thorough bedside manner with real emotions.
Liz: If it's any consolation to ya, honey, you're not the first girl he's done this to, but at least you got a good set of tits out of it, so heal in more ways than one and just go on with your life.

Matt: Look, what's happened between the three of you is painful. But we can fix this.
Sean: Your Mother slept with my best friend, and you were the result, and I didn't know for 17 years, so stop defending them!
Matt: Yeah, and my Mother is sleeping in a hotel because you kicked her out, and I can hear you crying thorough the walls at night, so don't you dare scream at me!

Dr. Teddy Rowe: [after giving Annie the little snack] Well?
Annie: [unenthusiastic] At least it keeps the bugs away.

Ava: Don't try to intimidate me Julia, wanna play games? I will push right back and I will win.

Christian: The line that divides the porn industry and the plastic surgery is a thin one. We're both selling fantasy, aren't we?

Dr. Christian Troy: [to the news of Matt and Ramona's engagement] Congratulations. I guess the next question is... how far along are you, sweetie pie?
Ramona: You must be Christian. Matt said you'd be the first to say something inappropriate.

Christian: Sorry I'm late.
Miss: Have a seat, Mr. McNamara.
Christian: It's Troy. Dr. Christian Troy.
Miss: I'm confused. I thought you were his father.
Christian: I am. I'm his, uh, biological father.
Matt: I have 2 dads.
Miss: Well, was there a divorce? Oh, got it. 2 dads. Emily Willis has 2 momies. We're seeing more and more of this.
Christian: Matt's father is my partner, Dr. Sean McNamara.
Miss: I understand.
Matt: They're not gay, Miss Wentworht. My Mom slept with Christian before she married my Dad.
Adrian: Technically, I don't have any father figures, but Matt's living in my house and screwing my Mom, so I pretend he's my Dad.
Ava: It's true, Miss Wentworth. Matt and I are lovers. I was his life coach.
Adrian: You see, Matt has a problem. He's a premature ejaculator.
Miss: Ok, enough. I deal with dysfunctional families on a daily basis. And trust me, everyone has a story, and none of you are that special.

Carol: There we were in our red hats and scarves, singing "Winter Wonderland" and watching the sunset on the beach when a tattooed man in blue approached, and advised us that we were in "Crip" territory. Well I happen to speak "Crip", so I told him "chill, we were friendlies". But then five men in blue approached, and asked if the red scarves meant that we were sent by the Bloods to diss them. I said "fo schizzle, we were just spreading the word" and "please not get up in our grills". And then I reached for my pitch pipe...
Dr. Christian Troy: They beat the crap out of you?
Dr. Sean McNamara: Maybe they weren't music lovers.
Dr. Christian Troy: How did you escape unhurt?
Carol: I took their advice and hauled my cracker ass out of there.

Kimber: [In a dreamy way, typical of the show] Hey, sailor...
Dr. Christian Troy: [Surprised] Kimber... Uff.
[Looks at her with love]
Dr. Christian Troy: I missed you so much.
Kimber: Really? Because I didn't miss you. I know I said to you that I did, but no so much. I think I'm finally free now.
Dr. Christian Troy: Don't say that. You're the best thing that ever happened to me.
Kimber: And yet you stole my soul. I have to kill myself to get away from you. That was the only way out. And now Sean is killing himself too, Christian. If he stays with you, he's a dead man.
[Christian awakes]

Christian: [Leaving a grocery store after buying a lot of hams] Would you like to tell me why we just bought 12 goddamned hams?
Sean: Because alligators are finicky eaters.

Sean: [discussing patient Manya Mabika, who wants reconstructive surgery on her genitals to reverse a childhood clitoridectomy] We're talking about microsurgical free tissue replantation. It can't just look pretty, it's gotta work!
Christian: You might be more adept at nerve reattachment Sean, but I am a goddamn genius when it comes to pussy. If I build it, she will come.

Liz: [to Christian Troy] You really want to get inside a woman? Stop thinking like a dick.

Annie: We weren't doing anything. I mean, you know, he would pose me, to make me look hot.
Dr. Erica Noughton: How hot, uh...? Did he ever touch you in an inappropriate way?

Annie: Erica, are you mad at me because he spends more time with me than with you?
Dr. Erica Noughton: Don't be ridiculous. It's just, if anything ever happened between you that felt uncomfortable... you'd tell me, wouldn't you?
[Annie frowns]
Dr. Erica Noughton: You have to tell me, Annie.

Christian: You didn't have an orgasm, is that right?
Grace: Not a shudder.
Christian: You're a liar. I rode you like a triple crown jockey, and you came.
Grace: Get out of my face right now.
Christian: I counted each contraction. Three times. Or were you doing your Kegel exercises?
Grace: [whispers] Lock the door.

Dr. Sean McNamara: I had a moment where I imagined what it would be like to give up sex to have that kind of relationship when you don't touch each other, and it...
Tracy: It what?
Dr. Sean McNamara: It isn't natural. You're not just denying the act of sex. You're denying intimacy, passion...
Tracy: Skip and I are intimate. We just... choose not to be physical about it.
Dr. Sean McNamara: But how can you choose to give up that feeling you get when your skin makes contact with someone else's and that charge just runs through your whole body, like every nerve inside you just caught fire. I mean, the way you described it, hands grabbing, smacking... That's about passion, fire! And you're not trying to catch your breath, you are trying to inhale someone else's. And it's complicated, it's messy... But I say every minute of the pleasure is worth for the pain it might bring later because nothing on this Earth can make two people feel that good.

Christian: You had no right to fire my nanny.
Gina: I don't want my child around cheap common whores.
Christian: He's around you all the time. Oh correction, you're an expensive whore.

Dr. Sean McNamara: She's my ex-wife's girlfriend's daughter.
Aidan: Dude, the sexual permutations are frying my brain.

Sean: Matt's having trouble at school, and he told you this?
Christian: He's torn up. I guess he was showering in gym and shit and some tough guys were laughing at him and calling him AntEater.
Sean: AntEater?
Christian: Basically, he's self-conscious about his dick, and he wants a circumcision.
Sean: He doesn't need a circumcision. That's a vanity operation.
Christian: We're in the vanity business, Sean. It's what we do. Appearance is everything to a kid. It's how you fit in. Snip, snip, he feels better about himself, and you, sir, can make that happen. How cool is fatherhood?
Sean: I'm not doing anything to my son's penis or my wife's breasts. I don't want my family infected by what we do here.

Megan: Don't make the mistake of healing the internal problem with an external fix.

Dr. Christian Troy: [trying to have sex with Gina, who's nine months pregnant] Jesus, how do fat people have sex?

Sean: Check out this bombshell. We're getting ready this morning, and Julia tells me she wants her breasts done.
Christian: If you're thinking conflict of interest, I'd like to volunteer my services.
Sean: Still have a crush on the missus, do we?
Christian: Let the records show that I dated her first and passed off my sloppy seconds to you.

Dr. Sean McNamara: They're barely old enough to have their driver's licenses.
Dr. Christian Troy: They're 18, I carded them.
Dr. Sean McNamara: I'm going for a walk.
[leaves]
Dr. Christian Troy: [mutters:] I thought he wanted to be more impulsive.
[everybody laughs]

Dr. Sean McNamara: A big difference between giving up and accepting someone for who they are.

[last lines]
Dr. Christian Troy: Can I buy you a drink?
Hot: [perched on bar-stool, aloof] I don't drink.
Bartender: [to Christian] One for the road?
Dr. Christian Troy: No, thanks. I have to... operate tomorrow.
Hot: [now interested] You're a doctor?
Dr. Christian Troy: [smiling] Plastic surgeon.
[she smiles too]

Daphne: [In bathroom, he's in the bath, she's tending him, to the tune of "How Deep Is Your Love" playing in background] Mm. I love washing your body.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Mm.
Daphne: Mm.
[they kiss]
Daphne: Hmm.
[moaning]
Daphne: I wanna take away all your pain. All your trauma, all your fears.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Why don't you join me, huh? Come on!
Daphne: Oh. That big, bad monster lady took away all of your trust, didn't she?
Dr. Sean McNamara: [laughing softly] Actually, I'm doing pretty fine at the moment.
Daphne: Sean.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Yeah?
Daphne: I have an idea.
Dr. Sean McNamara: What?
Daphne: I know just what you need, baby.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Ha, ha.
Daphne: Here, come here.
Dr. Sean McNamara: No -...
Daphne: Put your arms around me.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Daphne, take your clothes off-...
Daphne: No, trust me, baby. Trust me!
Dr. Sean McNamara: - -- and get in here.
Daphne: Come on, put your arms around Mommy.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Okay.
Daphne: Come on, baby, hold on. Hold on to Mommy.
Dr. Sean McNamara: [as she lifts him out of the bath] Unh.
Daphne: Oh, there you go.
[as she lays him gently on the bed]
Daphne: Oh, there you go.
[hovering next to him on the bed, very attentive]
Daphne: Oh, baby's all clean now. Hmm. Come here.
[they kiss, moaning continues]
Daphne: Just one more thing. Just think how soft and smooth you will be for Mommy, huh?
Dr. Sean McNamara: [as she lathers up shaving cream] Sweetie, what are you doing?
Daphne: Don't you trust me? Show me how brave you are. You need to learn how to trust again, baby. Oh, you like the foamy friction?
[laughs]
Daphne: Oh, yes, you do!
[he reaches up at her]
Daphne: No, no, stay still. Stay very still. No sudden moves, so Mommy's hand won't slip.
[lifting up the razor]
Daphne: You are gonna be as soft and smooth as a baby's bottom.
[starts shaving, and he sighs contentedly]
Daphne: That's it, yeah.

Christian: If you'll excuse me I'm going upstairs to pay somebody to pretend they like me.

Young: Hey, dude, look sharp, someone's here to see you.
[as: ]
Young: Julia Noughton, meet Sean McNamara, the best-looking, smartest, most all-round awesome guy on campus.
Young: Wow, you certainly have a friend in Christian, Sean.
Young: Very nice to meet you, Julia.
[they shake hands]
Young: Thanks for the kind words, Christian.
Young: Just telling it like it is, partner.

Dr. Sean McNamara: I don't want to screw around.
Julia: Yeah? Well maybe I do. You always were a lousy lay, Sean.
Dr. Sean McNamara: Oh, yeah?
Julia: Yeah.
Dr. Sean McNamara: You're either a liar or a very good actress. I know your body. I always have. I know right where you live and breathe.
Julia: Then why haven't I had an orgasm in two years?
Dr. Sean McNamara: Because I didn't wanna work that hard.

Christian: [addressing a competing plastic surgeon who's wearing a white suit] Merrill. You look like a Q-Tip.

Sean: Are you saying that I have your ineptitude to thank for my success?
Christian: No, you have my 10 inch dick to thank.

Dr. Teddy Rowe: Are you going to eat those eggs or make a sculpture of them?
Annie: I don't eat unborn chickens.

Dr. Teddy Rowe: [as she wakes up next to him] Dr McNamara, I know what I want for breakfast.
[dreamily: ]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: Sean?
[no answer]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: Sean?
[realizes something is wrong]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: Sean? Sean!
[slapping his face]
Dr. Teddy Rowe: Wake up, Sean!

Eden: [bursting in the operation room] You got what you wanted, right? They attacked me in rehab.
Dr. Christian Troy: Get the hell out of here, or you'll go someplace much worse than rehab.
Eden: You are a fucking liar! You put the fucking pills in my bag, you fucker!

Dr. Christian Troy: [upon learning of her and Mike's matching tattoos] You two mental midgets belong together.

Daphne: I was in awe with the way you connected with that woman.
Dr. Sean McNamara: [gasping, as she performs off-screen intimate act on him] You're connecting now, Daphne!
Daphne: [gasping for breath as she comes up for air] I can take good care of people!
Dr. Sean McNamara: [pants] Yes, you can!
Daphne: I know I can!
Dr. Sean McNamara: [ecstatically] Okay!
Daphne: [pants, breathy-voiced] Oh, God, you are beautiful!
[panting feverishly]
Daphne: You're a big boy! Oh yeah, my baby. What a big, beautiful baby boy!
Dr. Sean McNamara: [as she sinks down him again] Oh, my God! Oh...