House M.D. 6x12

Moving the Chains

Season 6, Episode 12

& House: I don't need to see the scan. I can tell from your little puppy-dog eyes that his pituitary's* fine. Are you gonna say it, or should I?
    Taub: You were right about the steroids. You're a genius.


& Foreman: Seriously? Because my brother remembers a basketball game?
    House: Hey, I don't care where an idea comes from, as long as it makes sense and embarrasses someone.


& Wilson: Are you out of your mind?
    House: As a former psychiatric patient, I take offense at that terminology.


& Wilson: Your motives always run deeper than simple fun.
    House: I want to learn more about one of my employees so that I can manipulate him and destroy him if and when I choose. Information is power.
    Wilson: Not buying it.
    House: Okay. Why don't you tell me my real evil plan?
    Wilson: You regret not having a relationship with your own family, and you don't want to see Foreman go down that same path. I think... You're actually being nice.
    House: Oh, shut up. You can't accuse me of an opossum attack and underhanded kindness in the same visit.


& Cuddy: 23-year-old just came into the E.R., asked for you.
    House: What's her cup size?
    Cuddy: I don't think his cup size is relevant to his condition.

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& House: What are you doing?
    Taub: Requesting permission to share my idea without being belittled* in front of your new assistant.
    House: Permission denied. Continue.
    Taub: Our patient has cartilage damage in both ankles. ... Viral hepatitis.
    House: You think he's an idiot, Marcus?
    Marcus: I don't think he's an idiot.
    House: Okay. Go test his blood.


& House: I had an epiphany.
    Wilson: Usually that precedes you walking away with purpose,
so...
    House: Flathead screwdriver.
    Wilson: And then I say...?
    House: It's not a game. It's proof that you didn't rig the
grab rail and make me fall.
    Wilson: I already have proof of that — the fact that I
didn't do it.
    House: I can't go on that. But I can go on the fact that I had
to borrow a flathead screwdriver from Nora to install the thing, 'cause we
only had a phillips-head. And then, of course, I returned it late that night
in a completely successful effort to see her braless...
    Wilson: Whoa. Wait. Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
    House: Which means that you didn't have the tool to sabotage
the grab rail.
    Wilson: Braless under, like, a sweater or, like, a...
like, a...


& Wilson: I'm so tired. It was exciting till about 2:00 A.M. Now it's just torture.
    House: Did you even go to college?
    Wilson: This is the escalation, isn't it? Keeping me up all night, nothing happens, then you keep me up all night again tomorrow. This is your retaliation*.
    House: You see, that's just illogical, 'cause I'm staying up too.
    Wilson: Maybe you napped all day.
    House: I gave you empirical proof that I did not prank you.
    Wilson: No. No, you did not. You created empirical proof that I didn't prank you, selling me on the notion that you didn't prank me. Maybe you self-pranked.
    House: I don't master-prank.


& Foreman: Maybe I can help you figure out something else.
    Marcus: I promise... I won't let you down.
    Foreman: Don't do that. Let's just... Let's just see how it goes.


& Wilson: You are the diabolical, yet benevolent* puppet master.
    House: I provoked Marcus to quit because he was no longer useful to me. I hired him to get information. I got information.
    Wilson: Uh-huh. And how are we gonna get back at Lucas?
    House: We're not.
    Wilson: I win!



-- Dict:
pituitary — гипофиз
belittle — принижается
retaliation — возмездие
benevolent — благожелательный; великодушный


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