House M.D. 6x8

Ignorance* Is Bliss

Season 6, Episode 8

& $2.32.
    House: Put it on Dr. Wilson's tab.
    I don't know who Dr. Wilson is, and we don't have tabs.
    House: Do you know who I am? Good.
    Cuddy: I got it. It's all right.
    House: Thanks. Although I should make it clear that for two bucks all you get is top half, over the clothes.


& House: Any plans for turkey day?
    Cuddy: Go to my sister's for dinner. Why?
    House: Just making pleasant conversation. I've heard tell of folks doing such.


& Patient with IQ-175: I work as a courier because I want to. It's easy. I
don't have to think.
    Taub: It's too hard to think.
    Patient: No, just unpleasant. No matter what I did, it really wasn't good enough.


& House: I've decided what I'm gonna do about Cuddy and Lucas. I'm going to break them up.
    Wilson: Of course.
    House: It's given me a purpose in life, a goal, a raison d'etre.
    Wilson: Albeit a selfish, mean-spirited, childish raison.
    House: I think of it more as benevolent*.

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& House: There's only two outcomes for their relationship. They split, or they stay together forever. If it's split, then the sooner it happens the better for everyone. If it's stay, then my meddling* won't matter. In fact, if they survive it, it might even make their bond stronger.
    Wilson: How you manage to elevate your narcissism to beneficence* is masterful.


& 13: Maybe she got married and changed her name.
    Foreman: Otis Campbell. The mnemonic for toxins. O for organophosphates, t for tricyclics, i for insulin.
    House: Or as I remember it, "moist place"*. That's "place" spelled with two "l"s and a silent "b".


& Cuddy: You're helping.
    House: Voluntarily. Figured you might be backed up. Holiday season and all.
    Cuddy: Which one of us slipped through the wormhole into another dimension?


& House: Peace in our time. Cost me 45 minutes of clinic duty.
    Wilson: This is a three-hour drive. Have you considered the possibility this is a fake address?
    House: She'd send me to a vacant lot for Thanksgiving?
    Wilson: If she's smart.
    House: She is.


& House: Julia?
    No, I'm the house sitter. They're in Hawaii for the week. You must be Dr. House. I was told I should offer you a turkey sandwich.


& House: She was trying to figure out if I really have changed or... if I'm still the same old S.O.B. I've always been. She always gave me a chance. 832 chances. And I used up every one of them. 832's her limit. Make a note.
    Lucas: How 'bout a cup of coffee? It's just instant, but...
    House: I'm pathetic. I don't deserve her.
    Lucas: Maybe you should crash here. It's a sofa bed.
    House: I love her.


& 13: Any word from Cameron? ... I started seeing a counselor* after my diagnosis. She's really good.
    Chase: Why does everyone assume everyone works in the exact same way?
    13: We pretty much do. Our egos want us to think we're all snowflakes, no two alike, but really we all want the same things. Love, forgiveness... Chocolate.


& House: Whole bowel lavage, activated charcoal. We get all traces of it out of your system. You'll be the unhappiest little courier in no time.
    Patient: I don't think I can live without it.
    House:You'd be surprised what you can live without. Make him a genius.


& Cuddy: You're gonna be pressing charges?
    House: Against the ottoman I tripped over?
    Cuddy: Against Chase.
    House: I'm pretty sure the ottoman was acting alone. You free for dinner this weekend?
    Cuddy: At least three other people saw him.
    House: Mass hysteria. Either night?
    Cuddy: I can't have doctors punching each other out.
    House: My God, who got punched?
    Cuddy: And more importantly, for Chase's sake, I need to know if he's able to handle himself or if I should be getting him some help.
    House: He couldn't have punched anyone. He was with me when I tripped over the ottoman.


& Chase: Sorry about the nose. And the eye... and the... eyebrow.
    House: Guess I deserved it.
    Chase: If I thought that, I wouldn't be apologizing.
    House: Your fist slipped?
    Chase: Everybody kept bugging me, asking if I was okay.
    House: So you busted my nose to keep people off your back.
    Chase: Pretty much.
    House: Making people even more worried about you.
    Chase: Maybe. But at least they're not talking to me about it.
    House: Fair enough.
    Chase: Cheers.



-- Dict:
Ignorance — Невежество; Безграмотность
benevolent — доброжелательный; великодушный
meddling — вмешательство; навязчивый
beneficence — благодеяние; благотворительность
"moist place" — влажные места
counselor — консультант (психоаналитик)


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