WILSON: This isn’t just gonna go away.
HOUSE: No. But maybe you will.
FOREMAN: You want to know what it looks like, go see the patient.
HOUSE: Ooh, snarky. Was he like this the whole time I was gone?
Lame duck’s done quacking.
You run tests on a flailer, somebody’s going to lose an eye.
FOREMAN: Hypervigilance, sudden irritability—
HOUSE: Symptomatic of…lunch with Cuddy?
I know you’re in there. I can hear you caring.
WILSON: I have a crazy idea: why don’t you go talk to her?
HOUSE: Because my bestest buddy says that could lead to trouble.
WILSON: She sounds confused, but I don’t think she is. I think she’s waiting for you to do something to show her you’re serious.
HOUSE: Wow. It’s a big jump from “infidelity is morally wrong” to “do her.”
WILSON: I didn’t say do her. I said do something.
Mommy does everything for her family these days. Even swallows their pills.
You’re like a diabetic at the ice cream counter. You want to say no, but you need that
chocolatey goodness.
Fear trumps anal every time.
Fine. Let’s play doctors.
So ultrasound her uterus this time. See if there’s something growing in there that doesn’t look adorable in a onesie.
Your four weeks just expired. Your reign of terror is over. Mine has just begun. Now go stick a needle up her hoo-hoo and find that cancer.
I’m not sad. I’m complicated. Chicks dig that. One day, you’ll understand.
Your wife, your problem.
MARK: Can you please be a human being for one minute and talk to me?
HOUSE: Sorry. Gotta go. People dying.
You don’t have to lie to me. We’re not married.
It’s twisted and manipulative, I give you that. But it’s also…romantic. I’m barely willing to put the seat down after I pee.
CAMERON: The most important letter of my life and you’re still an ass.
HOUSE: Comforting, isn’t it?
That kind of psycho-crap help get your patients through the long nights? Or is it just for you? Tough love make you feel good? Helping people feel their pain?
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