Scottie: It’s because of this fear of heights I have, this acrophobia. I wake up at night seeing that man fall from the roof and I try to reach out to him, it’s just…
Midge: It wasn’t your fault.
Scottie: I know. That’s what everybody tells me.
Midge: Johnny, the doctors explained to you.
Scottie: I know. I know. I have acrophobia which gives me vertigo and I get dizzy. Boy, what a moment to find out I had it!
Midge: Well, you’ve got it and there’s no losing it. And there’s no one to blame, so why quit?
Scottie: You mean and sit behind a desk, chair-bound…
Midge: …where you belong.
Scottie: What about my acrophobia? What about… Now, suppose, suppose I’m sitting in this chair behind a desk, here’s the desk, and a pencil falls from the desk down to the floor, and I reach down to pick up the pencil - BINGO - my acrophobia’s back.
Midge: [Laughing.] Oh, Johnny-O.
Vertigo (1985) Alfred Hitchcock