"Was that a baby I heard cry? No, of course not, they've all...died.
But sometimes, when I go too fast, some of them come out...alive.
It bothers me, the sound of their cries...seeing the expression in their eyes.
And having to wait... for them to die.
What's taking so long? I can't stand this heat.
What's that you say? You can't find the feet?
You have the arms, the legs, the fingers and toes, the torso the head and the button nose?
Well, I don't get paid for counting fingers and toes, so.
Hurry up and find those feet! Can't you see, I've got a quota to meet!
How many babies have I aborted so far? To be exact, ten thousand and three.
How much do I make? For every baby that I abort I make a five hundred dollar fee.
Any problems later on? Not for me! Thank Heaven, that makes twenty...
That's the last baby...we do today. So if you'll lock up, I think I'll leave.
I've a pain in my chest, and it's hard to breath...
Why is it so hot in here, and what's that terrible smell?
You say it's so hot because I've died and gone to Hell?
But that's impossible! I'm a fine upstanding doctor, and I've always done so well."
"I know, I was with you, step by step, as you descended into Hell.
Oh no, don't blame me, blame yourself. You had... a CHOICE!!!
And you're not a Doctor down here, so lower your voice.
What's taking so long? Hurry up and scrape him off the floor.
It's time for him to die some more. One die, two die, three die, four...
Stop that screaming.. it wont' help you anymore.
What's that you say? Just let you die? No, I am afraid not, my son.
You see, I've waited for you a lifetime, and my fun... has just begun. Ohhh, how long will it take? I thought you knew...
It will take an eternity... for you."