DOCTOR: Oh, just a minute, please. Haven’t you any anaesthetic?

HOLLIDAY: What?

DOCTOR: Well er, something to sort of dull the pain, man.

HOLLIDAY: Well I could give you a rap on the cranium with this six shooter.

DOCTOR: Good gracious, certainly not!

HOLLIDAY: You’re welcome to a slug o’ rattlesnake oil!

DOCTOR: Oh, my dear man, I never touch alcohol.