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The Baby
Doctor Death is the doctor who comes to the house to examine the baby. The doctor has a real name, but Michael calls him Doctor Death because he is pale and smokes cigarettes. Furthermore, Michael finds Doctor Death to be a bad omen rather than a comforting presence. When Dad catches Michael outside in the middle of the night and thinks he is sleepwalking, Doctor Death examines Michael and prescribes playing football with friends.
Doctor Death Quotes in Skellig
The Skellig quotes below are all either spoken by Doctor Death or refer to Doctor Death. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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Chapter 22
Quotes
I was with the baby. We were tucked up together in the blackbird’s nest. Her body was covered in feathers and she was soft and warm. The blackbird was on the house roof, flapping its wings, squawking. Dr. MacNabola and Dr. Death were beneath us in the garden. They had a table filled with knives and scissors and saws. Dr. Death had a great syringe in his fist.
“Bring her down!” he yelled. “We’ll make her good as new!”
The baby squeaked and squealed in fright. She stood at the edge of the nest, flapping her wings, trying for the first time to fly. I saw the great bare patches on her skin: She didn’t have enough feathers yet, her wings weren’t strong enough yet.
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Doctor Death Quotes in Skellig
The Skellig quotes below are all either spoken by Doctor Death or refer to Doctor Death. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
).
Chapter 22
Quotes
I was with the baby. We were tucked up together in the blackbird’s nest. Her body was covered in feathers and she was soft and warm. The blackbird was on the house roof, flapping its wings, squawking. Dr. MacNabola and Dr. Death were beneath us in the garden. They had a table filled with knives and scissors and saws. Dr. Death had a great syringe in his fist.
“Bring her down!” he yelled. “We’ll make her good as new!”
The baby squeaked and squealed in fright. She stood at the edge of the nest, flapping her wings, trying for the first time to fly. I saw the great bare patches on her skin: She didn’t have enough feathers yet, her wings weren’t strong enough yet.
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