Housisms : Need to Know

Housisms for episode Need to Know:

While House's staff tries to diagnose a woman whose uncontrollable muscle flailing caused her to crash her car, House and Stacy try to resolve their relationship issues once and for all. Cameron refuses to take her HIV test, wary of the results.

House: This better be important.
Dr. Cameron: You've gotta come back in.
House: No I don't.
Dr. Cameron: Margo's stable but...
House: Oh my God! I'll be right there!

House: We're done. Get rid of her.
Dr. Foreman: We're not done. We have to confirm the diagnosis before we send her home to die of something else.
House: Oh yes, the power tastes so sweet. You just can't resist, you're like a diabetic at the ice cream counter, you want to say no, but you need that chocolately goodness.
Dr. Foreman: Well, I'm still signing the charts. So until tomorrow you're not allowed to kill anyone.
House: Wuss!

House: She's not going to leave Mark in the middle of his rehab. Too much guilt.
Dr. Wilson: She left you.
House: Harsh 'tude, dude.

House: Ultrasound her uterus this time. See if there's something growing in there that doesn't look adorable in a onesie.

House: Wow. It's a big jump from "Infidelity is morally wrong" to "Do her."

House: What does the flailing look like?
Dr. Chase: Her arms spasm uncontrollably and there's a mild facial twitch.
House: Demonstration?
Dr. Foreman: (impatiently) You wanna know what it looks like, go see the patient.
House: Ooo, snarky. Was he like this the whole time I was gone?

House: (to the whiteboard) We give you so much, and you give us so little.

House: Foreman, need your help here. You want to pull a bank job, would you go it alone? You gonna rob a house, sure, it's a one- or two-man crew. A bank... a lookout, getaway driver...
Dr. Foreman: I'm not saying anything till this metaphor plays itself out.

House: Cameron... I love you. (swabs her open mouth) Get your test results tomorrow.

House: Who finished the animal crackers? If you finish something, don't just put back the empty box, throw it out!

Dr. Wilson: This isn't just going to go away.
House: No, but maybe you will.

Dr. Foreman: Hyper-vigilance, sudden irritability.
House: Symptomatic of... lunch with Cuddy?

House: (knocking on Wilson's door) I know you're in there. I can hear you caring.

House: (to Foreman) Your four weeks just expired. Your reign of terror is over -- mine has just begun. Now go stick a needle up her hoo-hoo and find that cancer.

Stella: What's wrong with your foot?
House: War wound.
Stella: Does it hurt?
House: Every day.
Stella: Is that why you're so sad?
House: Oh aren't you adorable. I'm not sad, I'm complicated - chicks dig that. One day you'll understand.

Stacy: What was Greg like after I left?
Dr. Cuddy: Uhh, an egomaniacal narcissistic pain in the ass. Same as before you left.

Dr. Cameron: You won't read your mail, but you'll open mine.
House: It was confidential. I wanted to know.
Dr. Cameron: The most important letter of my life, and you're still an ass.
House: Comforting, isn't it?

House: You're gonna want to paralyze her. Run tests on a flailer and somebody's gonna lose an eye.

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Home Housisms Forums Quote Of The Day Buy House on DVD Contribute Other Isms Links Total Isms in the database: 1439	Housisms for episode Need to Know: While House's staff tries to diagnose a woman whose uncontrollable muscle flailing caused her to crash her car, House and Stacy try to resolve their relationship issues once and for all. Cameron refuses to take her HIV test, wary of the results. House: This better be important. Dr. Cameron: You've gotta come back in. House: No I don't. Dr. Cameron: Margo's stable but... House: Oh my God! I'll be right there! House: We're done. Get rid of her. Dr. Foreman: We're not done. We have to confirm the diagnosis before we send her home to die of something else. House: Oh yes, the power tastes so sweet. You just can't resist, you're like a diabetic at the ice cream counter, you want to say no, but you need that chocolately goodness. Dr. Foreman: Well, I'm still signing the charts. So until tomorrow you're not allowed to kill anyone. House: Wuss! House: She's not going to leave Mark in the middle of his rehab. Too much guilt. Dr. Wilson: She left you. House: Harsh 'tude, dude. House: Ultrasound her uterus this time. See if there's something growing in there that doesn't look adorable in a onesie. House: Wow. It's a big jump from "Infidelity is morally wrong" to "Do her." House: What does the flailing look like? Dr. Chase: Her arms spasm uncontrollably and there's a mild facial twitch. House: Demonstration? Dr. Foreman: (impatiently) You wanna know what it looks like, go see the patient. House: Ooo, snarky. Was he like this the whole time I was gone? House: (to the whiteboard) We give you so much, and you give us so little. House: Foreman, need your help here. You want to pull a bank job, would you go it alone? You gonna rob a house, sure, it's a one- or two-man crew. A bank... a lookout, getaway driver... Dr. Foreman: I'm not saying anything till this metaphor plays itself out. House: Cameron... I love you. (swabs her open mouth) Get your test results tomorrow. House: Who finished the animal crackers? If you finish something, don't just put back the empty box, throw it out! Dr. Wilson: This isn't just going to go away. House: No, but maybe you will. Dr. Foreman: Hyper-vigilance, sudden irritability. House: Symptomatic of... lunch with Cuddy? House: (knocking on Wilson's door) I know you're in there. I can hear you caring. House: (to Foreman) Your four weeks just expired. Your reign of terror is over -- mine has just begun. Now go stick a needle up her hoo-hoo and find that cancer. Stella: What's wrong with your foot? House: War wound. Stella: Does it hurt? House: Every day. Stella: Is that why you're so sad? House: Oh aren't you adorable. I'm not sad, I'm complicated - chicks dig that. One day you'll understand. Stacy: What was Greg like after I left? Dr. Cuddy: Uhh, an egomaniacal narcissistic pain in the ass. Same as before you left. Dr. Cameron: You won't read your mail, but you'll open mine. House: It was confidential. I wanted to know. Dr. Cameron: The most important letter of my life, and you're still an ass. House: Comforting, isn't it? House: You're gonna want to paralyze her. Run tests on a flailer and somebody's gonna lose an eye. Notice something that's missing from this episode? Add It Is there an error that we overlooked? Suggest a Correction
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