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Kutner: (talking to Lee) The infection destroyed your liver which released toxins that caused the locked-in syndrome. You were dying of a paper cut.
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House: Hey, genius. I think it violates certain ethical laws to rip the organs out of a guy who's still alive. Certain law laws, too.
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Molly: I don't know how God is going to get us through this. But He will.
House: Stop it, I'm blushing.
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(pointing to Thirteen, Kutner, and Foreman)
House: That's my diagnostics posse. Hot, Dark, and Darker.
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(about Thirteen)
House: She's the smart one. I just keep Dark and Darker to fill out the quota.
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Lee: (thinking) I never thought I'd be praying for a brain tumor, but please, dear God.
House: If you're praying in there, stop it right now.
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Dr. Cuddy: What were you doing up there, anyway?
House: Antiquing. I found you a late Victorian corset. Come by later, I'll tie you up.
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Dr. Wilson: Your crash was ten miles from the Orange County Progressive Pain Clinic.
House: You live ten miles from Mary's Dress Shop. Yet that's not even on my list of reasons that I think you're secretly a transvestite.
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Lee: How come I'm not better? God's not supposed to work in trial and error.
House: God's mistakes are well-documented. If he'd done everything right the first time, there'd have been one plague and zero great floods.
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Dr. Wilson: You're spying on your team.
House: Prioritize, Wilson! Is that what you really want to torture me about right now?