clueless (season 2, episode 15)

I don’t want in! I want sleep!

You’ve got money. At least until the divorce is finalized.

Awesome. A sex fiend with a swollen tongue. Just think of all the places I can make Foreman search.

CAMERON: His wife arranged it for an anniversary present. If you ask me, if two people really trust each other, a threesome once every seven years might actually help a marriage.
HOUSE: Okay, I say we stop the DDX and discuss that comment.

Since most patients can’t tell their ulna from their anus, I’m guessing this guy also doesn’t know the difference between choking and suffocating.

If it makes you feel better, half the patients who come into this place have some sort of crotch rot.

Now I have good reason to doubt those doubts.

Don’t you ever eat anything that doesn’t look like it’s been rolled onto your plate by a dung beetle?

Complete moron working with power tools – how much more suspenseful can you get?

And you’re protecting a complete stranger based on some childishly romantic notion that people are all so happily married they don’t want to kill each other!

CAMERON: He’s gonna need a lung transplant.
HOUSE: He’s becoming more attractive by the minute, isn’t he?

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