House M.D. 7x8

Small Sacrifices

Season 7, Episode 8

& House 2 Patient: Housekeeping. Either you're crazy or you're atoning* for something naughty* and you're crazy.
    Martha: He's a doctor.


& Patient: You don't believe in God?
    House: I did. Then I grew my curly hairs.


& Patient: You have your answer, doctors. We have ours.
    House: Causal determinism. We are hardwired to need answers. The cave man who heard a rustle in the bushes checked out to see what it was lived longer than the guy who assumed it was just a breeze. The problem is, when we don't find a logical answer, we settle for a stupid one. Ritual is what happens when we run out of rational.


& Wilson: I was buying an engagement ring. I'm gonna propose to Sam at the wedding.
    House: That is the second stupidest thing I've heard today. And I'm surprised how close you came.


& Wilson: I assume you haven't apologized to Cuddy yet.
    House: Nothing to apologize for.
    Wilson: Pretend to apologize.
    House: You want me to lie?
    Wilson: There's a lovely symmetry to it. The lie got you into it. A lie gets you out of it.
    House: Everybody lies. I'm sure Cuddy... Just need to give her
a chance.
    Wilson: ...Yeah, that must have been what I meant.

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& Taub: I can't. I have a personal errand* to run.
    House: Trying to catch your wife cheating?
    Taub: Oh... Why would you say that?
    House: Missing mojo*. Posture's slumped*. Expression defeated. Didn't try to back up your theory. And... Chase told me. ... Go. Find your mojo.


& Wilson: We fell in love at her cousin's wedding, which is why I want to propose to her at a wedding. And now you have 60 seconds to berate* me for that and for helping my girlfriend with her homework.
    House: You don't want to propose at a wedding. Emotions running high, people on edge. You ought to try somewhere like a buddhist temple or an aquarium. Or a buddhist aquarium. That only took ten seconds. You can spend the rest of the time on my file.


& House: This is awesome. 33-year-old carpenter presenting with narcissism, delusions of grandeur*, hallucinations.
    Martha: He hasn't had hallucinations.
    House: I'm not talking about him. I'm talking about "him" with a capital "o-m-g."
    Martha: You want us to do a differential diagnosis on Jesus? Hears voices, thinks he's the son of God. Probably schizophrenic.


& Patient: Faith is not a disease.
    House: No, of course not. On the other hand, it is communicable, and it kills a lot of people.


& House: I hate rehearsal dinners* almost as much as I hate weddings. The only reason anyone gets married is that homo erectus females needed protection from predators while breast feeding.


& House: Someone looks lovely tonight.
    Cuddy: Thank you.
    House: I meant me. Someone else looks simply stunning*. That was you. And the blonde at the bar.


& Taub: I just really miscalculated. I thought she'd forgiven me for everything. All those hurt feelings, they never really went away...
    House: That makes a lot more sense...
    Wilson: Ignore him. He just got an idea.


& House: You're smiling. I assume that means you're miserable.
    Patient: It means I'm happy. It doesn't mean God doesn't exist. It just means He's... He's truly merciful. My beautiful Marisa was right. God is all about love.
    House: Punishment is proof of God, and no punishment is proof of God? Ingenious* argument.
    Patient: Faith isn't an argument.


& Martha: Everyone else knew?
    House: Everyone I could trust. So yes.
    Martha: If you had told me, he'd be dead by now. So why do I still want to tell the truth?
    House: Either you're naive or you have scruples*. I'm not sure which is worse.
    Martha: This is insane. We can't work like this.
    House: I can.


& House: I've been an idiot. I got this argument stuck in my head. If everybody lies, then trust is not only unfounded and pointless, it's fictional. But trust is not an argument that can be won or lost. Maybe I just have to suspend my cynicism and believe. Maybe it's time I took a leap of faith. I'm sorry. I won't lie to you again.


& House: I apologized to her.
    Wilson: Good for you.
    House: Not really. I lied. I just took your advice. Too bad you didn't.
    Wilson: Good for you.



--- Dict:
atoning — искупать; компенсировать; заглаживать; возмещать
naughty — гадкий; дурной
errand — поручение; командировка
mojo — self-confidence; self-esteem
slumped — падать; тяжело опускаться; горбиться; сутулиться
berate — ругать; бранить
grandeur — величие
rehearsal dinners — репетиция
stunning — ошеломляющий; великолепный; сногсшибательный
Ingenious — оригинальный; остроумный; изобретательный
scruples — угрызения совести


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