[Harry has leaked Ruth's diary to the press, revealing what led up to her suicide attempt. Charlie sees the story in the paper and rings him]
Charlie Fairhead: Harry. For what it's worth, well done.
Harry Harper: Thank you.
Charlie Fairhead: Marylin's never going to forgive you - you know that, don't you?
Harry Harper: I expect her steel toe-capped stilletos are being polished even as we speak.
Charlie Fairhead: Yeah, well they're probably aimed at something soft and dangly - and I don't mean your tie.
[Marilyn has summoned Harry to fire him after he revealed the hospital trust's part in Ruth's suicide attempt]
Marilyn Fox: You know, of course, that your position is untenable?
Harry Harper: Because I did the right thing?
Marilyn Fox: [sighs] Oh, you're not going to be tedious, are you, Harry?
Harry Harper: Tedious? This is a young life we're talking about.
Marilyn Fox: Don't do that, either - trying to occupy the moral high-ground.
Harry Harper: I don't have to try. The bottom line is that I am not going to go quietly, Marilyn, like a nice chap. The more noise I make, the better.
Marilyn Fox: Well you know what that means for your benefits and pension.
Harry Harper: I'll take that risk. Because you've lost two doctors in a week. And that looks careless. But then, of course, you couldn't *care less*, could you?
Marilyn Fox: Don't try and corner me.
Harry Harper: Corner you? I think your back's already against the wall.