Nice painting. Blues and greens. Calming, but with a hint of nurturing. Totally offsets the stench of suffering and death. Where's my patient? We need to not talk.
“Transplant” · Season 8, Episode 2
In this episode: Gregory House (5), Eric Foreman (1)
Get this straight. You break the law, you go back to jail. Scam extra Vicodin, back to jail. Flout my authority, make the hospital look bad, back to jail. I own you.
Yassa, massa.
See, that would be an example.
Okay, I'll go first. My boss dumped me, and yours what? Called you his china doll? Joked about what a crappy deal you got for Manhattan? Assumed that you had a huge penis? I have no idea what flavor you are, so I thought I'd just cover the spread.
My mom's Filipino, dad's Korean, and my boss grabbed my behind.
Behind what? Oh, yeah, your... grabbed your tushy.
I told you, my son didn't do cocaine.
Druggies are not known for their honesty. Trust me on this one. [pops Vicodin]
But just do whatever you have to do to get over this. Punch me in the face, kick me in the nuts. Either or. Both seems excessive.
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