Fools for Love (Quotes)
Originally aired October 31, 2006.
Cuddy: You need to apologize to this guy.
House: I'm a man of principle. I don't care how much time and money it costs you to defend me.
House: Shoot him up with one of these puppies instead.
Cameron: No!
House: You do understand, it’s not really a puppy.
Tritter: So you treat everyone around like they're idiots. And you get away with it, because of your cane.
House: Please stop. It's hard to write through the haze of bitter tears.
Chase: Give it up. Foreman and Cameron are too ethical. And I'm too scared of getting sued.
Tritter: You don't introduce yourself?
House: Sorry, I thought you were waiting two hours - didn't know you wanted to chat. Hi, I'm Greg. How 'bout that local sports team?
Cuddy: Something goes wrong, he'll sue us for not disclosing the risks.
House: Then have Wilson talk to the husband. Wilson kills people left and right, no one ever sues him.
Cuddy: Fine, but only if you apologize to the clinic guy.
House: Nah. Probably better to just let that couple die.
Tritter: I don't want to sue you.
House: Good.
Tritter: I want to beat the crap out of you.
House: Less good.
House: If he's not hitting that, then why is she here?
Cameron: Because I'm hitting that and it's totally hot.
Wilson: Oh. Oh! You stole Wendy's personnel file?
House: In a way, aren't we all guilty of bribing the janitor to take her file and give it to me. Yes, I take my share of the blame, but isn’t society...?
(After a traffic stop).
House: Aww, c'mon. This isn't because I was speeding. This is because I'm Latino.
House: Have any of your shorties ever been whiteys?
Foreman: I'm not sure I understand your ghetto slang, Dr. House. How many black women have you dated, by the way?
House: I don't care about color, as long as they can help me breed a superior race.
Tritter: Last nurse you made fun of, probably slipped some crap into your coffee.
House: Uh, I asked for decrapinated coffee.
Foreman: My exes have usually been black, so what? It's not a racial thing, it's cultural. I have more in common with them, like, I assume you (House) only date emotionally stunted bigots.
Wilson: Your real fear is me having a good relationship.
House: Yes, it keeps me up at night. That and the Loch Ness Monster, global warming, evolution; other fictional concepts.
House: Infectious or environmental. All we have to do is check out parasites, viruses, bacteria, fungi, prions, toxins, radiation, chemicals or it's internet porn related. I'll check the internet, you cover the rest of the stuff.
House: No empty coffee cups. Off the caffeine. Good for baby.
Cuddy: Cups are in the waste basket; baby is in your mind.
House: Dude, she's in a coma. Who are you trying to impress?
House: There's a reason that we don't let kids vote or drink or work in salt mines. They're idiots! Twenty year olds fall in and out of love more often than they change their oil filters. Which they should do more often.
Chase: Great, I haven't committed any felonies yet today.
House: Relax, you know they’re going to blame... (looks toward Foreman).
Tritter: You're rude.
House: Wow, you’re like a detective or something.
Cuddy: Pay attention to me!
House: Sorry, that would make it harder to ignore you.
Cuddy: You need to apologize to this guy.
House: I'm a man of principle. I don't care how much time and money it costs you to defend me.
House: Shoot him up with one of these puppies instead.
Cameron: No!
House: You do understand, it’s not really a puppy.
Tritter: So you treat everyone around like they're idiots. And you get away with it, because of your cane.
House: Please stop. It's hard to write through the haze of bitter tears.
Chase: Give it up. Foreman and Cameron are too ethical. And I'm too scared of getting sued.
Tritter: You don't introduce yourself?
House: Sorry, I thought you were waiting two hours - didn't know you wanted to chat. Hi, I'm Greg. How 'bout that local sports team?
Cuddy: Something goes wrong, he'll sue us for not disclosing the risks.
House: Then have Wilson talk to the husband. Wilson kills people left and right, no one ever sues him.
Cuddy: Fine, but only if you apologize to the clinic guy.
House: Nah. Probably better to just let that couple die.
Tritter: I don't want to sue you.
House: Good.
Tritter: I want to beat the crap out of you.
House: Less good.
House: If he's not hitting that, then why is she here?
Cameron: Because I'm hitting that and it's totally hot.
Wilson: Oh. Oh! You stole Wendy's personnel file?
House: In a way, aren't we all guilty of bribing the janitor to take her file and give it to me. Yes, I take my share of the blame, but isn’t society...?
(After a traffic stop).
House: Aww, c'mon. This isn't because I was speeding. This is because I'm Latino.
House: Have any of your shorties ever been whiteys?
Foreman: I'm not sure I understand your ghetto slang, Dr. House. How many black women have you dated, by the way?
House: I don't care about color, as long as they can help me breed a superior race.
Tritter: Last nurse you made fun of, probably slipped some crap into your coffee.
House: Uh, I asked for decrapinated coffee.
Foreman: My exes have usually been black, so what? It's not a racial thing, it's cultural. I have more in common with them, like, I assume you (House) only date emotionally stunted bigots.
Wilson: Your real fear is me having a good relationship.
House: Yes, it keeps me up at night. That and the Loch Ness Monster, global warming, evolution; other fictional concepts.
House: Infectious or environmental. All we have to do is check out parasites, viruses, bacteria, fungi, prions, toxins, radiation, chemicals or it's internet porn related. I'll check the internet, you cover the rest of the stuff.
House: No empty coffee cups. Off the caffeine. Good for baby.
Cuddy: Cups are in the waste basket; baby is in your mind.
House: Dude, she's in a coma. Who are you trying to impress?
House: There's a reason that we don't let kids vote or drink or work in salt mines. They're idiots! Twenty year olds fall in and out of love more often than they change their oil filters. Which they should do more often.
Chase: Great, I haven't committed any felonies yet today.
House: Relax, you know they’re going to blame... (looks toward Foreman).
Tritter: You're rude.
House: Wow, you’re like a detective or something.
Cuddy: Pay attention to me!
House: Sorry, that would make it harder to ignore you.
