Lucas: Hey, I like the shoes, by the way.
Dr. Cuddy: Thank… you.
Dr. House: You don’t like her shoes. You like her legs.
Lucas: It sound less creepy if you say shoes.
Dr. House: Less creepy, more gay.
Lucas: That’s my firm’s motto.
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Thirteen: Did you run a credit check on me?
Dr. House: That would be illegal. Interestingly enough, paying somebody to run it for me, though…
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Dr. Taub: You’ve discovered that one of us has been hiding the ability to stretch or shrink themselves?
Dr. House: No. I would never out someone’s super-powers.
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Dr. Kutner: Wait, your wife's doing the doorman in your bed, and they're sweating all over the sheets that you paid for, and you...
Dr. Taub: My wife’s not doing the doorman.
Dr. Kutner: How do you know?
Dr. Taub: We don’t have a doorman.
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Thirteen: Drugs? How many trials are you on?
Brandon: Three.
Dr. House: Admirable. Not many idiots have that much ambition.
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Brandon: You going to tell Heather?
Dr. House: Couldn’t, even if I cared enough to want to.
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Dr. House: You want my advice?
Dr. Taub: Of course not.
Dr. House: Good, ‘cause I have no idea what you should do.
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(House proposes a theory in differential, everyone looks at Foreman)
Dr. House: Why are you looking at him?
Dr. Foreman: Try it out.
Dr. House: You heard the boss. Go!
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Lucas: I like her, I don’t wanna do her.
Dr. House: Then what’s the point of liking her?
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Dr. House: Your marriage is like a broken toaster. Bread keeps popping up, you keep calling it toast. Which is weird, because you put your bread in a lot of toasters, and apparently you don’t see any difference. It’s kind of fascinating.
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Dr. House: You know, people hate people who have theories about people.
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