21 апр. 2011 г.

House M.D. 7x19

Last Temptation

Season 7, Episode 19


& Roommate: Have you talked to House?
    Martha: It’s 6:00 am. He won’t be in for a few hours.
    Roommate: I just turned in my log and guess what I saw... There’s an opening in the Diagnostics Department.
    Classmate: House wants an intern?
    Martha: He’s never had one before.
    Roommate: You gotta figure he doesn’t want an intern. He wants you.

& Martha: Uh, you must be... Dr. Thirteen.
    Thirteen: Remy Hadley.

& Foreman: I didn’t even know you had a problem.
    House: Loved ones are always the last to know. Loved ones and robotic, estranged* ex-boyfriends.

& House: Masters, there’s no hurry. There’s no wrong choices. At least, that’s what they tell people who make crappy choices.

& Chase: What’s with the sudden interest in her future?
    House: You know, a blacksmith who spends this much time hammering out a new blade from raw jell-o gets curious about who ends up wielding* it?

& House: Thirteen, why don’t you take Masters to do the blood draws. You can remind her about all the perks* of working for me.

& Martha: I’ve got this decision to make. Probably the biggest decision of my career. Which means maybe the biggest decision of my life. Although, I guess, if I get married... Um...

& Cuddy: You do realize if you take it, he’ll probably end up firing you again?
    Martha: He’s always hired me back.
    Cuddy: And he’ll continue mocking and insulting you whatever chance he gets.
    Martha: ... It’s certainly toughened me up. You’re trying to get me to say good things about him.
    Cuddy: No. I’m trying to make you make your own decision and leave me alone. Working with House is great. And it sucks. Often simultaneously. Most people can’t work in that environment. Question is... Can you?


& Martha: There’s a chicken in your office.
    House: No, there isn’t.

& Martha: You lied about rehab?
    Thirteen: Oh, great.
    House: Relax. She’s completely honest, but also completely boring. Watch this. Don’t tell anyone.
    Martha: Of course not.

& House: You want the job or not?
    Martha: Um, I... after careful consideration, I have decided to accept your offer for an internship.

& Martha: You forged* the last one. I only did nine LPs.
    House: Do you know how to do an LP?
    Martha: Of course.
    House: Do you know how to do nine LPs and say it was ten? It’s time to grow up. Turn that in, the job’s yours. ... Stop staring blankly and go. No doubt something horrible has just happened to our patient.

& Roommate: You’re weird. You make paper airplanes for fun and hang them from the ceiling. You have a membership to the Einstein Museum and an overbearing obsession with facial symmetry.
    Martha: It indicates freedom from disease. We’re biologically programmed...
    Roommate: The point is you rub* people the wrong way. But House is okay with your lack of bedside manner. He’s okay with your willingness to argue any point with anyone even if they outrank you. He’s okay with your peculiar fashion sense.
    Martha: It’s peculiar?!
    Roommate: House doesn’t think you’re weird, which is weird, but good weird.

& Roommate: Is that a chicken?
    Martha: I think it’s an Australorp.

& Foreman: I’m glad you’re gonna be sticking around after today. {...} It’s good to add a different perspective to the department. Someone who still remembers there are rules other than House’s.
    Martha: If I don’t play by House’s rules, he won’t let me in.
    Foreman: Find a way around them.
    Martha: I’d have to lie to him, which is still lying.
    Thirteen: Lying about a lie, that’s practically telling the truth.

& Thirteen: House’s people have personalities that range from nosy* to “pardon me while I do this cavity* search.”
    Martha: Do you think there’s room for someone who does things differently?
    Thirteen: No. ... Not unless House decides that’s what he wants.

& Martha: I still broke a rule.
    House: My rule. Told you to defy* the man. Not this man.
    Martha: Why is it so wrong that I don’t like to cheat?
    House: Not liking it is fine. Not doing what you don’t like makes you an eight-year-old. Wastes your potential.

& Martha: You want me to be like you. It’s not going to happen.
    House: That’s the last thing I want. ’Cause then neither one of us would be exceptional.
    Martha: You think I’m exceptional?
    House: Not anymore.

& House: Internship’s gone. It’s time for Masters to say good-bye. Enjoy being a surgeon.

& Martha: Martha M. Masters. That’s me. I’m gonna be a surgeon.
    Clerk: Next.

& House: Don’t you have your own surgery?
    Martha: I took a break. I told them I had to pee.
    House: You lied. Small one. But it’s a gateway lie.
    Martha: I care about the patient.
    House: Another lie. You care about being exceptional.
    Martha: I told her dad I was gonna take care of her!
    House: A third lie! Welcome to the slippery slope.

& Martha: ... But the calcified pineal* could be sarcoidosis.
    House: You had me at “I had to pee.” But Thirteen’s right. ... Masters, if you want to fight me on this, fill out a consult form so you can stick around. Welcome back.
    Martha: I’m not back! I’ll just be staying for this case.
    House: You got really good at this lying thing.

& Patient: Sailing is amazing. But doesn’t mean I love every second on the boat. Doing what you love means dealing with things you don’t.

& Chase: I think when you do change, it’s not so simple to go back.

& Martha: She could die.
    House: Pretty sure the law of the land states that everyone has the right to be an idiot. I think it’s the second amendment.

& House: What do you want?
    Martha: I don’t want her to die.
    House: Break the rules.
    Martha: I can’t.
    House: So coloring inside the lines is more important to you than saving this girl’s life? I was wrong about one thing, you are not exceptional.

& Martha: Isn’t that House’s chicken?
    Wilson: Disgusting beasts. I don’t know why I ever agreed to this bet.
    Martha: So call it off.
    Wilson: And lose $20?

& House: Someone has got their pouty face on.
    Martha: I did things no doctor in their right mind would do.
    House: Good.
    Martha: I manipulated, lied, forged, stole.
    House: I don’t want to know the specifics. Might be called to testify.

& Martha: I broke the rules because I believed I was right. ... Then why don’t I feel good or satisfied? Instead, I just feel like throwing up.
    House: And you’re following me to ask how I break the rules and maintain my rosy demeanor?
    Martha: I didn’t do it to be happy. I just thought I would be.
    House: You can’t always get what you want.


& Martha: House. I can’t do it. I’m leaving. I... don’t know what I’m going to do. But I do know I don’t want to be here.
    House: Nothing will ever be simple again.
    Martha: I’m fine with that.


--- Dict:
estranged — раздельно проживающий; разобщенный
wielding — владеющий
perks — надбавки; дополнительные льготы
forged — поддельный; подложный; сфабрикованный
rub — соприкасаться
nosy — пронырливый
cavity — полость
defy — бросать вызов; игнорировать; пренебрегать; нарушать
pineal — шишковидный


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__ It's a pity if Martha's really left. Looks like all the tzimmes'll go with her too.

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