House M.D.2004

Dr. Eric Foreman:
Hey! [House heads to the elevator]

Dr. Gregory House:
Something on your mind? [hits elevator button] Because you totally can't tell.

Dr. Eric Foreman:
I had a job interview lined up at New York Mercy yesterday.

Dr. Gregory House:
Hospital for Manhattan's glitterati. Big coup. Your homies must be kvelling.

Dr. Eric Foreman:
[angry tone] Didn't happen because apparently I called to cancel. I don't remember making that call. You think I have neurological issues?

Dr. Gregory House:
Yes. [elevator dings and doors open]

Dr. Eric Foreman:
[shouting] Why are you jerking me around?

Dr. Gregory House:
It wasn't me. [gets into the elevator]

Dr. Eric Foreman:
Yeah, it was one of the other petty, socially-repressed asses I work for. [gets into the elevator with House]

Dr. Gregory House:
Maybe it was Ashton Kutcher. [the elevator closes; scene cuts to House and Foreman walking off the elevator]

Dr. Eric Foreman:
If you want me to stay, tell me you want me to stay.

Dr. Gregory House:
Would it matter?

Dr. Eric Foreman:
No, but it'd be the adult way to handle it.

Dr. Gregory House:
If the adult way doesn't work, why bother with it?

Dr. Eric Foreman:
I've been totally professional! Gave two weeks notice, continued to work cases, scheduled my interviews on my own time! You have no right to screw with my future.

Dr. Gregory House:
You're gonna be all whiny during the differental diagnosis, aren't you?

Dr. Gregory House:
[Foreman starts to walk away] It wasn't me. [Foreman turns to House] I only sabotage people I consider worth it. [Foreman walks away; House heads to his office]