Dr P: More important – Who are you?
Dr 1: Whom!
Dr P: Let’s not argue over grammar!
Dr 1: (bitter) She started it!
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Dr P: You!
Dr 1: Me!
DC Acey: Are you?
Dr P: Yes!
DC Acey: And you?
Dr 1: Yes!
DC Acey: My Uncles!
Dr P: My God!!!!
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Dr 1: Grandma Whom was a fine old lady – who had the bad grace to live too long and, when she died, made cats rich!
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Dr P: You never liked Grandma… or cats!
Dr 1: What is there to like about cats?
DC Acey: Ladies! Handbags away!
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Dr 1: He started it!
DC Acey: And I’m stopping it!
Dr P: I never liked you!
DC Acey: What I do?
Dr 1: He means me!
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DC Acey: I’m Harold Whom – and this is not my ‘twin’ brother. No, the deceased! Dr P; I know that, I’m your father!
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Dr 1: Any chance of a recap!
Dr P: It’s a bit early, old stick; the sun’s not over the yard arm yet – is it Harold? Tbc
DC Acey: That’s the stiff! He’s extremely unlikely to have an opinion – on anything!
Dr P: Do we know who he is?
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Dr P: And before you say it, I was talking about the stiff; and not Dr 1.
Dr 1: Do we know yet who the stiff was?
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DC Acey: No! You cannot call the deceased ‘The Stiff’ – it’s disrespectful!
Dr P: But, he has gone somewhat stiff!
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