Words and Deeds (Quotes)
Originally aired January 9, 2007.
Wilson: I got you something.
(Wilson gives House a red tie to wear in court).
House: Nice.
Wilson: I figured it might help make a good impression on the judge.
House: It's not that nice- I had no business blaming you for any of this. I know you were just trying to help me, protect me - that's what friends do.
Wilson: Is this... an apology?
House: Part of the program. If you don't like it, I can stop.
Wilson: Not at all, it’s just so... unfamiliar. Please, keep going.
Cuddy: I'm surprised to see you're not spooning your way through the walls.
House: So, what do you say? How about a conjugal visit to celebrate?
House: (Speaking to Tritter). I'm sorry. You could throw a dart at all the adjectives between arrogant and unhinged and I'm sure you'd hit one that describes me. There's a reason I operate that way. I live in pain. Pain that on good days is merely intolerable and on bad ones will suck the life-force right out of you. Doesn't mean that I've handled this right, actually, I was wrong.
Tritter: Thank you. I know that couldn't have been easy for you to say. Even if you don't mean a word of it.
House: I'm sorry! You can hook me up to a damn polygraph.
Tritter: And I'm sure you'd pass. The thing is I've never been interested in what you have to say - all I care about is what you do. I'll see you at the hearing.
House: If you called to see the design for my prison tats, they're still in R&D.
Howard: You're going to go talk to [Tritter].
House: I was just going to ask him where he gets his hair cut.
House: I told you never to call me when I'm on trial.
Wilson: You've been here for two days! Talk about wallowing in it. We all get it, we know how much pain you have. You're here to deal with that and get on with your life.
House: Right! I should have an affair with a dying patient and move into a hotel.
Wilson: You're a coward, House. You find fault in everybody because you're afraid to look at yourself.
House: Thanks, I was running short on platitudes. You can leave now.
(After House's case has been dismissed, he still must spend a night in jail. Wilson visits him, holding his medication - the medication that helps him in his efforts to rehab).
Wilson: Your buprenorphine.
House: You get these from the pharmacy or from Voldemort?
Wilson: Voldemort. Why? What difference does it... that's Vicodin, he's been slipping you Vicodin?
House: No, he'd be risking his minimum wage job to do that.
Wilson: The whole time?
House: My higher power said it was OK.
Wilson: Nothing's changed?
House: Nothing's changed.
Wilson: The apology, you didn't need to do that to make this work.
House: Believe what you want.
House: Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt.
Judge: I hope you don't mind that we continued on without you.
House: I said I was sorry. No need to be sarcastic.
Cameron: House, I just heard that you apologized to Wilson.
House: Detoxing. I didn't know what I was saying.
(Cameron gives him a hug).
House: Excuse me, I have to go to jail now.
(Cuddy and Wilson visit House in rehab).
Cuddy: Did Tritter offer you another deal?
House: Nope, this is all me. So, no slaps on the back? Encouraging words?
Wilson: We are just trying to understand what this is.
House: I hope this is me detoxing, otherwise I soiled a perfectly good pair of underwear last night for nothing.
Cuddy: So, this is for real, this is not just a show for Tritter?
House: Absolutely it's a show for Tritter and the Judge. Unfortunately, unless it's real, there is no show. Hey, if it doesn't help my case, at least I'll go to prison with heightened senses - all the better to enjoy my strolls around the yard.
Rehab Nurse: Times up, group's starting.
(Rehab Nurse sees that Wilson has some things for House).
Rehab Nurse: Going to need to check that stuff.
House: When I lead the big patient rebellion, Voldemort here is the first to go.
House: Does your voice always get that high and annoying when you're angry?
Judge: Do you want to go to jail?
House: No, thank you.
(Tritter walks into House's art therapy class).
House: You crash art therapy classes just for the adrenaline rush?
Tritter: Cuddy wouldn't get off the phone until I promised I'd come see for myself. I gotta admit, this move I did not expect.
House: Well, don't tell anyone, but the photos of smiling people in the brochures, it's just marketing.
Wilson: I got you something.
(Wilson gives House a red tie to wear in court).
House: Nice.
Wilson: I figured it might help make a good impression on the judge.
House: It's not that nice- I had no business blaming you for any of this. I know you were just trying to help me, protect me - that's what friends do.
Wilson: Is this... an apology?
House: Part of the program. If you don't like it, I can stop.
Wilson: Not at all, it’s just so... unfamiliar. Please, keep going.
Cuddy: I'm surprised to see you're not spooning your way through the walls.
House: So, what do you say? How about a conjugal visit to celebrate?
House: (Speaking to Tritter). I'm sorry. You could throw a dart at all the adjectives between arrogant and unhinged and I'm sure you'd hit one that describes me. There's a reason I operate that way. I live in pain. Pain that on good days is merely intolerable and on bad ones will suck the life-force right out of you. Doesn't mean that I've handled this right, actually, I was wrong.
Tritter: Thank you. I know that couldn't have been easy for you to say. Even if you don't mean a word of it.
House: I'm sorry! You can hook me up to a damn polygraph.
Tritter: And I'm sure you'd pass. The thing is I've never been interested in what you have to say - all I care about is what you do. I'll see you at the hearing.
House: If you called to see the design for my prison tats, they're still in R&D.
Howard: You're going to go talk to [Tritter].
House: I was just going to ask him where he gets his hair cut.
House: I told you never to call me when I'm on trial.
Wilson: You've been here for two days! Talk about wallowing in it. We all get it, we know how much pain you have. You're here to deal with that and get on with your life.
House: Right! I should have an affair with a dying patient and move into a hotel.
Wilson: You're a coward, House. You find fault in everybody because you're afraid to look at yourself.
House: Thanks, I was running short on platitudes. You can leave now.
(After House's case has been dismissed, he still must spend a night in jail. Wilson visits him, holding his medication - the medication that helps him in his efforts to rehab).
Wilson: Your buprenorphine.
House: You get these from the pharmacy or from Voldemort?
Wilson: Voldemort. Why? What difference does it... that's Vicodin, he's been slipping you Vicodin?
House: No, he'd be risking his minimum wage job to do that.
Wilson: The whole time?
House: My higher power said it was OK.
Wilson: Nothing's changed?
House: Nothing's changed.
Wilson: The apology, you didn't need to do that to make this work.
House: Believe what you want.
House: Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt.
Judge: I hope you don't mind that we continued on without you.
House: I said I was sorry. No need to be sarcastic.
Cameron: House, I just heard that you apologized to Wilson.
House: Detoxing. I didn't know what I was saying.
(Cameron gives him a hug).
House: Excuse me, I have to go to jail now.
(Cuddy and Wilson visit House in rehab).
Cuddy: Did Tritter offer you another deal?
House: Nope, this is all me. So, no slaps on the back? Encouraging words?
Wilson: We are just trying to understand what this is.
House: I hope this is me detoxing, otherwise I soiled a perfectly good pair of underwear last night for nothing.
Cuddy: So, this is for real, this is not just a show for Tritter?
House: Absolutely it's a show for Tritter and the Judge. Unfortunately, unless it's real, there is no show. Hey, if it doesn't help my case, at least I'll go to prison with heightened senses - all the better to enjoy my strolls around the yard.
Rehab Nurse: Times up, group's starting.
(Rehab Nurse sees that Wilson has some things for House).
Rehab Nurse: Going to need to check that stuff.
House: When I lead the big patient rebellion, Voldemort here is the first to go.
House: Does your voice always get that high and annoying when you're angry?
Judge: Do you want to go to jail?
House: No, thank you.
(Tritter walks into House's art therapy class).
House: You crash art therapy classes just for the adrenaline rush?
Tritter: Cuddy wouldn't get off the phone until I promised I'd come see for myself. I gotta admit, this move I did not expect.
House: Well, don't tell anyone, but the photos of smiling people in the brochures, it's just marketing.
