House M.D.2004

Dr. Gregory House:
[enters Cuddy's office] I need a favor.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
I'm not exactly in a giving mood.

Dr. Gregory House:
It'll help us both. I need a shot of morphine in my spine.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
If your leg hurts, take your Vicodin.

Dr. Gregory House:
It's not enough. Get a syringe.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
Morphine is extreme. Even for you.

Dr. Gregory House:
Yeah. Read that on the insert.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
Get one of your lackeys to do it.

Dr. Gregory House:
I don't want them knowing.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
That you're on the road to becoming a junkie?

Dr. Gregory House:
That I'm in this much pain. I don't want them questioning my judgment. I can't ask Wilson because he figures it's all in my head.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
Well, I agree with him. I'm going home.

[Cuddy starts to leave office]

Dr. Gregory House:
[begins lowering his trousers] Well, what about this?

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
[looking mildly shocked] What are you doing?

Dr. Gregory House:
[reveals the severe scarring and muscle damage on thigh] Is *this* in my head?

[voice breaks in despair]

Dr. Gregory House:
Because I could swear I remember a thigh muscle being here!

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
[expression changes from shock to sympathy] I'll get a syringe.