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House: We are condemned to useless labor...
Dr. Wilson: Fourth circle of Hell. Charting goes a lot faster when you eliminate all classic poetry.
House: Writing down what we already know to be read by nobody. Pretty sure Dante would agree that qualifies as useless.
Dr. Wilson: You're over two weeks behind in your charting.
(Dr. Cuddy approaches them, and House throws a piece of paper towards her)
House: Oops... I missed.
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(House pages Dr. Chase with "call mom")
Dr. Chase: My mother's been dead for 10 years.
House: But she's always with you in spirit.
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Dr. Cuddy: You have a patient in exam one!
House: Yeah, but see... (looks towards the watch) I'm... I'm off at twelve and it's already five off...
Dr. Cuddy: She's been waiting for you since eleven!
House: (to Dr. Wilson) Melancholy without hope. Which circle is that?
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House: She has God inside her. It would be easier to deal with a tumor.
Dr. Wilson: Maybe she's allergic to God.
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House: (to Sister Augustine) You must be all the talk around the holy water cooler.
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House: You hate nuns. You can't hate someone if you don't know them.
Dr. Chase: Know any Nazis? Maybe I hate them on principle.
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Sister Eucharist: (The hypochondriac nun) tends to believe in things that aren't real.
House: I thought that was a job description for you people.
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Dr. Wilson: You want to come over for Christmas dinner?
House: You're Jewish.
Dr. Wilson: Yeah, Hanukkah dinner. What do you care -- it's food, it's people.
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Dr. Wilson: Sixth circle of Hell?
House: Confined in a sweat box with a bloody nose and all the tissues are soggy.
Dr. Wilson: I think that's the Seventh?
House: Nope. The Seventh . . .
Dr. Wilson: God, you must be fun at parties.
House: I think we both know the flaw in that theory.
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House: You know how it is with nuns - take out their IUDs, they bounce right back.
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(House tosses her a tea bag)
Dr. Cuddy: What is this? Hemlock?
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House: I had to open her blouse to do CPR, I learned two things. Nuns can have nice breasts, and she has a tattoo on her shoulder. Of a skunk. Now, maybe it's the sacred skunk of Joseph . . .
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House: I've found that when you want to know the truth about someone, that someone is probably the last person you should ask.
Mother Superior: Ah. And have you been speaking to Sister Eucharist?
House: She ratted out her fellow sister pretty quickly. If I were you, I'd have her repeat a year of nun school.
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House: And the old nun thinks the sick nun is a big fat nun liar.
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House: What do you know about the nun?
Dr. Chase: Which one?
House: The cute one. I think she likes me. The sick one, obviously.
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House: I am both amused and annoyed that you think I should be less stubborn then you are.
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House: ("admitting" to giving the nun the wrong dosage of epinephrine) So there I was, in the clinic, drunk, I opened the drawer, closed my eyes, grabbed the first syringe I could find...
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House: I also recognize that I am human and capable of error.
Dr. Wilson: So you might have screwed this up?
House: No.
Dr. Wilson: So it's merely a theoretical capacity for error?
House: Good point. Maybe there isn't one. Maybe that's my error.
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Dr. Chase: I hate nuns.
House: Who doesn't?
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Dr. Foreman: Everyone screws up. Your rule. I think you fit within the subset of 'everyone'.
House: I didn't screw up.
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House: What the hell are those?
Dr. Cameron: Candy canes.
House: Candy canes? Are you mocking me.
Dr. Cameron: No. It's, it's Christmas, and I thought...
House: Relax – it's a joke.
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Sister Eucharist: The sisters tend to interpret their illnesses as divine intervention.
House: And you don't? Then you're wearing an awfully funny hat.
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Sister Eucharist: Thank you for your patience.
Dr. Wilson: Is she talking to you?
House: I don't know. She's certainly looking at me...
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House: I've been a doctor for years – why do I have to keep assuring people that I know what I'm doing?
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Dr. Cuddy: What are you, eight?
House: Could an eight year old do this? (makes a face)
Dr. Cuddy: Better stop it or it'll stick that way.