~ Quotes

House: 32-year-old female, paralysis and severe pain in her right quad. Go.
Foreman: How’d she get to you?
House: She’s the CEO of Sonyo Cosmetics. Three assistants and fifteen VPs checked out who should be treating her. Who da man? I da man. I always suspected.
Cameron: Dr. House, I know the chances are very slim, but I’m sure you recognize that she may have what you had: a clot in her thigh.
Chase: A bit of a long shot.
Foreman: What about a disc herniation?
Cameron: I don’t know, Eric. If her disc were herniated, she’d present with pain elsewhere, wouldn’t she?
Foreman: Yeah, I suppose.
Cameron: You’re right, a clot’s also the most deadly, right, Robert?
Chase: True. The clot breaks off, she could stroke and die.
Cameron: Dr. House, I believe that they’re right, and...
House: Stop talking.
Cameron: What?
House: You read one of those negotiating books, didn’t you? “Getting to Yes: Fifty Ways to Win an Argument.” “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to Being a Pal.” In five seconds you just manipulated these two into agreeing with your point of view. [Chase and Foreman look defensive.] Fellas, this is known as “soft positional bargaining.” It’s not gonna work.
Cameron: Dr. House, are you saying that she doesn’t have a clot or are you saying that if she does have a clot she doesn’t need blood thinners and an angiogram?
House: Chase, put her on blood thinners, do an angiogram. When that comes back negative, MRI the spine. If that’s clean, cut her open and biopsy the leg.
Cameron: Excellent suggestion.
House: Read less, more TV.

Cameron: My Aunt Elisa lives in Philiadelphia.
House: Oh, it’s storytime! Let me get my baba.
Cameron: Her normal temperature is 96.2, not 98.6 like you and me. If her temperature were 98.6, she’d have a fever. I’m just wondering if you think we could apply the same logic to Carly’s sed rate.
House: That’s absurd. I love it.
Cameron: If 15 is high for Carly, then she has inflammation.
House: Which could, in turn, mean cancer. I’ll talk to Wilson. Next time, skip Aunt Elisa.

House: Okay then. You’ve just gotta think like a billionaire. Let’s see, big scary changes, and then, “Oh, Dr. Cameron, we should have dinner to discuss your future on my G-5 private jet.”

Cameron: They just stopped Carly’s heart. And your dumb patient...
House: They’re all – oh, the guy who can’t talk.
Cameron: Mr. Van Der Meer, he scheduled an appointment to see you.
House: Oooh, goody.
Cameron: I wanted you to know Chase is worried you’re going to fire him.
House: It’s bad enough that screw-ups cost lives. Now we’ve got Vogler, screw-ups cost jobs. I want Chase scared. I want him doing everything he can to protect his job.
Cameron: Dr. House, if you were in his position wouldn’t you be more likely to perform well if you were reassured and...
House: Oh, will you stop it with the book! Why are you doing this?
Cameron: I’m not doing anything.
House: You’re manipulating everyone.
Cameron: People... dismiss me. Because I’m a woman, because I’m pretty, because I’m not aggressive. My opinions shouldn’t be rejected just because people don’t like me.
House: They like you. Everyone likes you.
Cameron: Do you? [pause] I have to know.
House: ...No.
Cameron: Okay. [She walks away.]

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