House M.D.2004

Dr. Gregory House:
[comes into Cuddy's office] Okay, fine! I'll father your child, first you gotta write me a Vicodin prescription. Just so I can get through the foreplay.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
How many days do you have left?

Dr. Gregory House:
Uh, I could probably get through this maybe... [tilts head to the right] next minute or so.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
And your coming to me means your lackeys actually stood up to you. I'm impressed.

Dr. Gregory House:
Yes, their cowardice is inspiring.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
Well, you should be thanking them. If they caved, it'd give the cops evidence that you intimidated underlings to feed your addiction.

Dr. Gregory House:
I hate writing "Thank You" notes. Would it be weird if I asked Cameron to write them? [Cuddy stares at him; she pulls out her prescription booklet]

Dr. Gregory House:
You're hooking me up?

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
Unfortunately, if I cut you off, it'd give the cops evidence that you don't really need the pain meds.

Dr. Gregory House:
I knew that cleavage was a smokescreen. You're a genius. [reaches for the script with a grimace on his face and also a bent right arm]

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
You can't lift your arm?

Dr. Gregory House:
You can't pee standing up? Gimme.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
You been doing physio? Maybe you pulled...

Dr. Gregory House:
Yeah, been training for Pants-Off Dance-Off. Gimme the script.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
Your shoulder problem isn't physical.

Dr. Gregory House:
Well, we'll find out if you ever give me the...

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
What's new? What's different? Any big changes in your life recently? Fight with the wife maybe? [House looks at her]

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
It's good. Means your shoulder's a human being. It's a start.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy:
[smiles] I'm right, right?

Dr. Gregory House:
Yeah! Just not about me. [begins to limp off, leaving Cuddy still holding onto the script. He goes and snatches the script from Cuddy, and then limps outside]