House M.D.2004

[House bursts into Cuddy's office while she's on the phone]

Dr. Gregory House:
I want my old carpet back.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
[into the phone] Uh, we're gonna have to do this later. [glares at House] A kid in the clinic had an accident.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
[hangs up] Generally when people are on the phone...

Dr. Gregory House:
I want my old carpet back.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
It was stained with blood.

Dr. Gregory House:
Yeah, my blood, which makes the carpet part of me. I want it back. I want to be burried with it.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
You think you can get me to do anything you want, regardless of how stupid it is?

Dr. Gregory House:
It's my office. It's where I work, where I think, where I save lives, allowing you to brag to rich people, so they'll give you more money to spend on MRI's and low-cut tops. I want it back the way it was.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
It's identical to your old carpet. Except without the hazardous biological waste.

Dr. Gregory House:
I shall not return to my office until every patented durable micro-fiber has been restored to it's rightful place.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
[sarcastic] Inspiring. If you don't want to work in your office, work in the clinic. If you don't want to work in the clinic, go home. And don't get paid.

Dr. Gregory House:
[starts hitting his cane loudly against the floor] Attica! Attica! Attica! Attica! Attica!

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
[just stares at House]

Dr. Gregory House:
Attica?