Look, a patient walks in with a headache. She could have a subarachnoid hemorrhage, a berry aneurysm, a retro-orbital tumor...or does she just have a headache? Do you give her an aspirin? Or do you saw open her skull?
An intern, Mr. Stone. Are you planning on asking the cleaning lady to testify, too? About the time I threw the tissue into the wastepaper basket and missed?
When they look at me here, they see an Indian or a Paki, but they don't even know the difference. We're all supposed to be bad doctors. You ask anybody. I have to be twice as good as everybody else just so they will think I am as good as everybody else. My children want to stay in this country. My wife wants to stay in this country. And to stay, all I have to do is to be perfect all the time.
Do you have any other personal views on this subject you'd like to air before we walk into court and Ms. Shambala Green hands us our asses on a platter?