James Wilson Quotes (Page 2)
Dr. Wilson:Your real fear is me having a good relationship
Dr. House: Yes, it keeps me up at night. That and the Loch Ness Monster, global warming, evolution, other fictional concepts.
Dr. House: Can you believe what Cuddy tried to pull?
Dr. Wilson: What now?
Dr. House: She lied to me. She cured my patient with my diagnosis, then lied to me about it.
Dr. Wilson: That doesn't sound like her.
Dr. House: You're right. Does sound like you, though.
Dr. Wilson: What exactly did Cuddy tell you?
Dr. House: Nothing that your body language isn't telling me right now. So what was the plan? I'd feel so horrible by missing a case that I'd re-evaluate my entire life, question the nature of truth and goodness and become Cameron?
Dr. Wilson: Something like that. More that if we'd told you the truth, that you'd solved it based on absolutely no medical proof, you'd think you were God, and I was worried your wings would melt.
Dr. House: God doesn't limp.
Dr. Wilson: You're just like any other patient: running away from knowledge that won't make you happy.
Dr. House: I'm as happy as a pig in poop.
Dr. Wilson: You're scared the ketamine treatment's wearing off. That it was just a torturous window to the good life.
Dr. House: What part of "poop" didn't you understand?
Dr. House: I don't remember you being this bitchy.
Dr. Wilson: The Vicodin dulled it. In the sober light of day, I'm a buzz-kill.
Dr. Wilson: The fifth level of happiness involves Creation, changing lives.
Dr. House: The sixth level is heroin, the seventh level is you going away.
Dr. Wilson: Are you trying to end this discussion by grossing me out? I'm an oncologist, most of my patients have their skin sloughing off.
• Vote for this Quote! • August 18th, 2007Dr. Wilson: So does this guy have pictures of you being nice to him?
• Vote for this Quote! • August 18th, 2007 Dr. House: Tonight.
Dr. Wilson: What?
Dr. House: "L Word" Marathon.
Dr. Wilson: You watch "The L Word?"
Dr. House: On mute.
Dr. House: What are you doing?
Dr. Wilson: PCR Test.
Dr. House: You're doing it yourself. In the middle of the night. On a spoon. Cuddy's spoon.
Dr. Wilson: I'm checking her saliva for cancer markers.
Dr. House: Yeah... I do that after all of my dates too. People think you're the nice one.
Dr. House: Don't talk to my patient.
Dr. Wilson: What are you talking about?
Dr. House: You get all huffy when my patient stumbles into yours in the hallway, but you've got no qualms about chatting my guy up.
Dr. Wilson: This is fun, it's like Password. I'll jump in when I get a clue what the hell you're talking about.
