INT. DOCTOR'S SURGERY
DOCTOR
The test results have come back and I am afraid it is not good news.
PATIENT
Give it to me straight doc.
DOCTOR
The results are conclusive. You are a c**t.
PATIENT
I am sorry?
DOCTOR
You are a total arsewipe.
PATIENT
Look, are you sure about this? Only I thought I was rather likeable.
DOCTOR
God no, I ruled that out on initial diagnosis. I despised you even before you sat down.
PATIENT
Oh I see. Is there nothing that can be done?
DOCTOR
We could try lethal injection.
PATIENT
I would rather not.
DOCTOR
Oh go on. Just a little one.
PATIENT
Look assuming I don't have the lethal injection, what is the prognosis?
DOCTOR
You go on being a c**t.
PATIENT
But surely I can improve, become a better person?
DOCTOR
Become a bigger c**t more like. I am sorry lethal injection is the only clinically proven treatment for c**tishness.
PATIENT
What about alternative therapies?
DOCTOR
You mean like bludgeoning or stabbing? I would not recommend them. In blind trails lethal injection has been found to be much more effective.
PATIENT
Do the BMA even allow you to lethally inject patients?
DOCTOR
No, but in your case I am sure they would not object. You really are such a complete out-and-out c**t.
PATIENT
I really need to think about this. I can't believe I am that much of a c**t.
DOCTOR
There is not point being in denial. You are unutterably loathsome and you need treatment. Now. Look I have the hypodermic all made up.
PATIENT
No, I am leaving now. Goodbye.
THE PATIENT LEAVES. THE DOCTOR SHAKES HIS HEAD.
DOCTOR
Worst case of Piers Morgan Syndrome I have ever seen.
END.