HOUSE: I’m a night owl. Wilson’s an early bird. We’re different species.
CUDDY: Then move him into his own cage.
HOUSE: Who’ll clean the droppings from mine?
You know what keeps me awake at night? Monsters in the closet.
If you two guys can’t play nice together, I’m taking away your toys. I don’t care whose fault this is.
CAMERON: But probably even with the few minutes of sleep she does have, its torture.
HOUSE: So is cutting people with knives. But you can totally get away with that if you have a doctor coat on.
CAMERON: We’ve got rectal bleeding.
HOUSE: What, all of you?
CAMERON: Or it could be us, do you have any idea what it feels like to have a six-foot long hose shoved into your large intestine?
HOUSE: No. But I now have a much greater respect for whichever basketball player you dated in college.
Not the sharpest chopstick in the drawer, is she?
Gotta hand it to Foreman though, he knew that you were a suck up and I don’t give a crap. He successfully exploited us both.
Then I’d have Foreman pissed at me. And as annoying as you can be, at least I know you’re not going to pop a cap in my ass. Witty, huh?
And if you didn’t have a pathological need to create a close personal relationship with every dying person you meet, we would be blissfully ignorant of any ethical dilemmas and might actually be able to concentrate on the differential.
CAMERON: We’re withholding information relevant to her decision to risk her life. How is that not an ethical dilemma?
HOUSE: It’s not medical information.
CAMERON: Who cares?
HOUSE: The AMA.
It’s only moral to save a person if they love you? That’s kind of a selfish way of looking at life.
WILSON: If you allow this sort of thing in your department, you’re basically saying it’s okay.
HOUSE: No, I’m saying that I don’t care what they do as long as my life isn’t interrupted by pointless conversations like this one.
HOUSE: Oh, she could have the best pre-frontal cortex in the history of mankind, but given the choice of life versus death, those bad bad people are going to choose life.
CAMERON: Then why did you sedate her? If she wasn’t going to tell, if she was never going to do the right thing, why bother knocking her out? This isn’t about them. If she talks, if she does the decent thing, then you don’t get to solve your puzzle. Your game’s over, you lose.
HOUSE: Yeah. I want to save her. I’m morally bankrupt.
ASIDE: Okay. So I don’t understand why Cameron freaked out so badly about Foreman beating her to the punch with the paper. Wasn’t she once a crazy premed? Even if she wasn’t (believe it or not, non-crazy-premeds do exist—I was one of them), she had to have dealt with them and was likely screwed over at least once before in her life. And if not then, she had to have been screwed over sometime during her medical training. Even though med schools have pass/no pass grading to minimize such backstabbing, there are always those who never grow out of that crazy premed mentality and will stop at nothing to come out on top. It’s way more prevalent than the people who designed pass/no pass grading systems would like to admit. And if she didn’t get screwed over in med school, what about residency? I just can’t believe that she can possibly be so naïve about such things, let alone her most immature reaction. Sure, once upon a time, I was just as naïve as her. But I snapped out of that rather quickly. Maybe she’s a slow learner. Who knows? I just don’t care for how she’s making female doctors look.
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