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Rebecca: Am I ever gonna meet Dr. House?
Dr. Wilson: Well, you might run into him at the movies or on the bus.
Rebecca: Is he a good man?
Dr. Wilson: He's a good doctor.
Rebecca: Can you be one without the other? Don't you have to care about people?
Dr. Wilson: Caring's a good motivator. He's found something else.
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Rebecca: (about House) He's your friend, huh?
Dr. Wilson: Yeah.
Rebecca: Does he care about you?
Dr. Wilson: I think so.
Rebecca: You don't know?
Dr. Wilson: As Dr. House likes to say, "Everybody lies."
Rebecca: It's not what people say. It's what they do.
Dr. Wilson: (pause) Yeah. He cares about me.
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House: Gorgeous women do not go to medical school... unless they're as damaged as they are beautiful. Were you abused by a family member?
Dr. Cameron: No.
House: Sexually assaulted?
Dr. Cameron: No.
House: But you are damaged, aren't you?
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House: People choose the paths that gain them the greatest rewards for the least amount of effort.
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Dr. Cuddy: (about House) The son of a bitch is the best doctor we have.
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Dr. Foreman: (to Dr. Cameron) So how'd you get the job? You stab a guy in a bar fight?
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Dr. Cameron: House doesn't believe in pretense. Figures life's too short and too painful. So he just says that he thinks.
Dr. Foreman: "I say what I think" is just another way of saying "I'm an assho"...
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Dr. Foreman: I assume it's a corollary if "people lie" that "people screw up."
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Dr. Cuddy: (to House) Oh, I looked into that philosopher you quoted. Jagger. And you're right. You can't always get what you want, but as it turns out, if you try sometimes, you get what you need.
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Dr., Cameron: You hired a black guy because he had a juvenile record.
House: No, it wasn't a racial thing. I didn't see a black guy, I just saw a doctor... with a juvenile record.
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House: I'm angry! You're risking a patient's life!
Dr. Cuddy: I assume those are two separate points.
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Dr. Cameron: I was in the top of my class.
House: But not the top.
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Dr. Cuddy: Patient is orange.
House: The color?
Dr. Cuddy: No, the fruit.
House: You mean yellow; it's jaundice.
Dr. Cuddy: I mean orange.
House: Well, how orange?
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Dr. Cuddy: Is the yelling designed to scare me? Because I'm not sure what it is I'm supposed to be scared of. More yelling? That's not scary, that you're gonna hurt me? That's scary, but I'm pretty sure I can out run ya.
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House: Far as I know she running an meth lab out of her basement.
Dr. Foreman: She's a kindergarten teacher.
House: And if I were a kindergarten student, I would trust her implicitly.
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Dr. Cuddy: I was expecting you in my office 20 minutes ago.
House: Really? Well, that's odd, because I had no intention of being in your office 20 minutes ago.
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House: (to Cameron) I hired you because you look good. It's like having a nice piece of art in the lobby.
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House: If we don't talk to them, they can't lie to us, and we can't lie to them. Humanity is overrated.
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House: There was plenty they could do...if they had made the right diagnosis. The only symptom was pain. Not many people get to experience muscle death.
Rebecca Adler: Did you think you were dying?
House: I hoped I was dying.
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Dr. Foreman: Shouldn't we be speaking to the patient before we start diagnosing?
House: Is she a doctor?
Dr. Foreman: No, but...
House: Everybody lies.
Dr. Cameron: Dr. House doesn't like dealing with patients.
Dr. Foreman: Isn't treating patients why we became doctors?
House: No, treating illnesses is why we became doctors. Treating patients is what makes most doctors miserable.
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Dr. Cameron: Did (House) just turn on the TV?
Dr. Wilson: He's got to think.
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Dr. Cuddy: And nobody knows anything, huh? Then how is it you always think you're right.
House: I don't, I just find it hard to operate on the opposite assumption. And why are you so afraid of making a mistake?
Dr. Cuddy: Because I'm a doctor. Because when we make mistakes, people die.
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House: Oxygen is so important during those pre-pubescent years, don't you think?
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Dr. Foreman: I should sue you.
House: I'm pretty sure you can't sue somebody for wrongful hiring.
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(Foreman smelling the floor)
Child: Why are you smelling Vinny's pants?
Dr. Foreman: I'm not.
Child: Looked like you were.
Dr. Foreman: I was smelling the floor.
Child: Oh.
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(sign on get-well card)
We're happy you're not dead, Miss Rebecca.
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Dr. Wilson: You never lied to me?
House: I never lie . . .
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Dr. Cuddy: You don't prescribe medicine based on guesses. At least we don't since Tuskeegee and Mengele.
House: You're comparing me to a Nazi? (admiringly) Nice...
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House: Sure you want to discontinue treatment, boss?
Dr. Cuddy: You got lucky.
House: Cool, huh?
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House: People used to have more respect for cripples, you know! (man in wheelchair glares) They didn't, really.
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Dr. Foreman: Oh, Cameron, I need you for a couple of hours.
Dr. Cameron: What's up?
Dr. Foreman: When you break into a house, its always better to have a white chick with you.
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Dr. Cameron: It's hard to work for a guy who doesn't respect me.
House: Why?
Dr. Cameron: Was that rhetorical?
House: No. Just seems that way because you can't think of an answer.
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House: I don't care if you can walk, see, wipe your own ass. It's always ugly - always! We can live with dignity - we can't die with it.
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House: Your wife is having an affair.
Orange-Colored Patient: What??
House: You're orange, you moron! It's one thing for you not to notice, but your wife hasn't picked up on the fact that her husband has changed colors, she's just not paying attention. Oh, by the way, do you consume just a ridiculous amount of carrots and mega-dose vitamins? The carrots turn you yellow, the niacin turns you red. Find some fingerpaint and do the math. And get a good lawyer.
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Dr. Foreman: I thought everybody lied.
House: Truth begins in lies. Think about it.
Dr. Foreman: That doesn't mean anything, does it?
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Orange-Colored Patient: What's that? What are you doing?
House: Painkillers.
Orange-Colored Patient: Oh, for you, for your leg.
House: No, because they're yummy.
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House: See that? They all assume that I'm a patient because of this cane.
Dr. Wilson: So put on a white coat like the rest of us.
House: I don't want them to think I'm a doctor.
Dr. Wilson: You see where the administration might have a problem with that attitude?
House: Ehh, people don't want a sick doctor.
Dr. Wilson: That's fair enough. I don't like healthy patients.
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House: What would you prefer - a doctor who holds your hand while you die or who ignores you while you get better?