24 November 2015 @ 08:59 am
House: I want you to get a skin sample for a biopsy.
Cameron: And I wanna get a foot massage from Johnny Damon.
House: [Walking towards the desk.] Kawasaki’s disease, lymphoma, and sarcoidosis are all treatable.
Cameron: And it could be a hundred other things that aren’t treatable. You have no idea.
House: But you do; you know everything.
Cameron: I didn’t say that I -
House: [Slams cane down on desk.] Exactly! You can’t decide if we’re helping or hurting him; if he’s good or bad; or if you want paper, plastic, or a burlap sack. Do your damn job. [House starts to leave.]
Cameron: I’m not gonna lie to him.
House: Fine, tell the truth. Just get me a pound of flesh.
Informed Consent, S3
23 November 2015 @ 10:13 am
23 November 2015 @ 12:25 am
Two pics and a new mini to share here.
19 November 2015 @ 09:02 am
House: I don’t want to interview anyone else.
Cameron: You’re interviewing? I thought you’d just have them send a headshot along with their CV.
House: Hah. That’s good. And why I need you around. To keep me in my place. [He keeps trying to look into Cameron’s apartment. Heh.]
Cameron: I can’t come back, I told you that.
House: Wasn’t listening.
House: You want me to listen to you more? I can do that.
Cameron: Right. I already accepted a position somewhere else.
House: With who?
Cameron: Yule, at Jefferson.
House: Unaccept it.
House: Because Yule is boring. He’s pedantic and preachy. Because he’s short. Because I want you to come back.
Cameron: Not good enough.
House: Want more money? A car allowance, better parking space?
Cameron: Dinner. And not just a meal between two colleagues. A date.
House: You’ll come back to work if I go out on a date with you?
House: Okay, it’s a deal. [They shake on it.]
Cameron: See you tomorrow morning.
House: Don’t be late.
Cameron: I won’t. [She closes the door.]