Cane and Able (Quotes)
Originally aired September 12, 2006.
House: So, you're saying Chase did screw up.
Chase: Or Foreman screwed up.
Foreman: Big hand points to minutes, maybe you got them mixed up.
House: Oh snap, Foreman is playing the dozens. You're at a huge cultural disadvantage here, Chase. Take a couple minutes here and think of a witty retort.
(Pause).
Chase: Hey Foreman, your momma's so fat that when her beeper goes off, people think she's backing up!
Cuddy: (Taking about Cameron). She's not nearly as delightful as she thinks she is.
Cuddy: We need another plan.
Wilson: Don't talk about it that way.
Cuddy: What way?
Wilson: "Plan." It sounds like we are conspiring against him.
Cameron: I have time for one more.
Nurse: Don't blame you for spending extra time down here. Heard the artist formerly known as gimp is back upstairs.
House: When did you develop such strong opinions about my patients? Last week you were convinced my patient wasn't sick. Now you're convinced this one is.
Cuddy: This one is a young boy. His parents are desperate. Just get together with your team, spend a few extra hours—
House: Well, I guess we could amputate his left leg. It's where we found most of it. Maybe we should just remove his affected eye completely.
Cuddy: If you have reason to believe that might help.
House: I'm not going to start lopping off body parts. But, it's interesting that you give me the green light.
Cuddy: I just want you to do something.
House: You've been overly supportive this entire week. Either your hormonal or your guilt ridden. And its too early in the pregnancy for this to be hormonal.
Cuddy: I'm not pregnant.
House: What did you do wrong?
Cuddy: He had Addison's. Your last patient. You were right. I gave him one shot of cortisol and he woke up like Rip Van Winkle.
Cameron: He was right.
Cuddy: But, he didn't know that. He needs at least some glimmer of humility.
Cameron: Why does he need that, because other people have that? Why does he need to be like other people?
House: The results came back. The lab cannot identify the metal. Said it might not even be terrestrial.
Chase: Really?
House: No, you idiot. It's titanium.
House: Foreman, you gotta steal this thing for me!
Foreman: Oh, let me ring up one of the homies.
House: Is this an intervention? You're a little late, since I'm not using drugs anymore. I am, however, still hooked on phonics.
House: Why don't I have high def in my office? I'm a department head.
House: I need a laser pointer.
Cameron: We don't have a laser pointer.
House: Well, why not? Who's going to take us seriously if we don't have a laser pointer?
House: So, you're saying Chase did screw up.
Chase: Or Foreman screwed up.
Foreman: Big hand points to minutes, maybe you got them mixed up.
House: Oh snap, Foreman is playing the dozens. You're at a huge cultural disadvantage here, Chase. Take a couple minutes here and think of a witty retort.
(Pause).
Chase: Hey Foreman, your momma's so fat that when her beeper goes off, people think she's backing up!
Cuddy: (Taking about Cameron). She's not nearly as delightful as she thinks she is.
Cuddy: We need another plan.
Wilson: Don't talk about it that way.
Cuddy: What way?
Wilson: "Plan." It sounds like we are conspiring against him.
Cameron: I have time for one more.
Nurse: Don't blame you for spending extra time down here. Heard the artist formerly known as gimp is back upstairs.
House: When did you develop such strong opinions about my patients? Last week you were convinced my patient wasn't sick. Now you're convinced this one is.
Cuddy: This one is a young boy. His parents are desperate. Just get together with your team, spend a few extra hours—
House: Well, I guess we could amputate his left leg. It's where we found most of it. Maybe we should just remove his affected eye completely.
Cuddy: If you have reason to believe that might help.
House: I'm not going to start lopping off body parts. But, it's interesting that you give me the green light.
Cuddy: I just want you to do something.
House: You've been overly supportive this entire week. Either your hormonal or your guilt ridden. And its too early in the pregnancy for this to be hormonal.
Cuddy: I'm not pregnant.
House: What did you do wrong?
Cuddy: He had Addison's. Your last patient. You were right. I gave him one shot of cortisol and he woke up like Rip Van Winkle.
Cameron: He was right.
Cuddy: But, he didn't know that. He needs at least some glimmer of humility.
Cameron: Why does he need that, because other people have that? Why does he need to be like other people?
House: The results came back. The lab cannot identify the metal. Said it might not even be terrestrial.
Chase: Really?
House: No, you idiot. It's titanium.
House: Foreman, you gotta steal this thing for me!
Foreman: Oh, let me ring up one of the homies.
House: Is this an intervention? You're a little late, since I'm not using drugs anymore. I am, however, still hooked on phonics.
House: Why don't I have high def in my office? I'm a department head.
House: I need a laser pointer.
Cameron: We don't have a laser pointer.
House: Well, why not? Who's going to take us seriously if we don't have a laser pointer?
