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וואו, כמעט שמתי את הציטוטים של meaning. =|
Dr. Wilson: I find it very comforting, you defending a man you haven't seen in years--to know my friend, no matter what, will always be my champion, my protector. House: I'm not protecting him, I'm smacking her. Dr. Wilson: The modesty of a true hero! House: Push me and I'll let her die, just so you'll stop annoying me. House: How does somebody who believes absolutely anything become a non-fiction writer? Crandall: And I'm her father. House: Hmm. Yeah, she looks just like you. Got the same ' fro. Crandall: I wrote a book about Baker. Hung out with him. And his daughter. House: That is how babies are made. Dr. Cuddy: The guy who brought the girl in, says he knows you. I thought I knew all your friend. House: Do I know you? Crandall: C’mon, it’s me, Crandall. House: Doesn’t ring a bell. Crandall: I can’t believe... House: Unless you mean Dylan Crandall, the man who’ll believe anything. Because I just made you believe... Dr. Cameron: I can handle a simple consent form. House: Okay, I’ll be Crandall. “Dr. Cameron…” Dr. Foreman: House, from what you say this guy will trust you… House: Are you in this scene? Go. Dr. Cameron: I need to talk to you about a procedure we’d like to do on Leona. House: “Like to do”? Is this fun for you? Dr. Cameron: He’s not you—he’s not going to mock me. House: Stay in character. “I’m so scared—hold me.” House: Donor 1284 likes square dancing. No one likes square dancing. Dr. Cuddy: You didn’t tell anyone else what I’m doing? House: Not a soul. Dr. Cuddy: Wilson? Cameron? Maybe you mentioned it to her. House: No, I'm really a good secret-keeper. Never told anyone that Wilson wets his bed. Oh, you tricked me. Dr. Wilson: You didn’t run the test? House: Said I wouldn’t. Dr. Wilson: Okay, so either you lied, or he has pictures of you being nice. Dr. Cameron: She’s a Katrina victim. House: She's better than Crandall – he’s a Katrina victim victim. House: Pretentiousness is hereditary. Just because they haven’t found the gene yet... Crandall: If our friendship means anything to you… House: Do you know anything about me at all? House: Don’t try to talk. You’ve got a big medical thing in your mouth. House: That black ooze we saw - that was a bowel movement. Out of her mouth. Wilson: (eating his chicken mole) You're trying to end this conversation by grossing me out? I'm an oncologist. Half my patients have their skin sloughing off. House: So, what is she, Foreman? A light-skinned black chick or dark-skinned white chick? Crandall: Heard about your leg. House: Yeah, pulled my hamstring playing Twister. Just gonna walk it off. House: (on answering machine) You've reached a number that has been disconnected and is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error, go with it, hang up, on three. One, two...*beep* Cuddy: House, pick up. I know it's your day off. And you've no doubt got lots of exciting plans, but I've got a case. Cuddy: Need you. Now. House: (in a deep voice) Yes, Mistress. Chase: Her heart's fragile after that last attack! The chances of tachycardia are... House: You have my permission to blame Foreman in any negligence trial.