Dr. James Wilson : You're just like any other patient. Running away from knowledge that won't make you happy.
Dr. Gregory House : I'm as happy as a pig in poop.
Dr. James Wilson : You're scared the ketamine treatment's wearing off. That it was just a... torturous window to the good life.
Dr. Gregory House : What part of "poop" didn't you understand?
Dr. Gregory House : Can you believe what Cuddy tried to pull?
Dr. James Wilson : What now?
Dr. Gregory House : She lied to me. She cured my patient with my diagnosis, then lied to me about it.
Dr. James Wilson : That doesn't sound like her.
Dr. Gregory House : You're right. Does sound like you, though.
Dr. James Wilson : What exactly did Cuddy tell you?
Dr. Gregory House : Nothing that your body language isn't telling me right now. So - what was the plan? I'd feel so humbled by missing a case that I'd re-evaluate my entire life, question the nature of truth and goodness and become Cameron?
Dr. James Wilson : Something like that. More that if we told you the truth, that you'd solved a case based on absolutely no medical proof, you'd think you were God. And... I was worried your wings would melt.
Dr. Gregory House : God doesn't limp.
Dr. James Wilson : [to House when he comes into work] Ah. Where's the sweat and the B.O.? You've taken such pride bathing us all in your musk.
Dr. Gregory House : Showered at home.
Dr. Lisa Cuddy : And yet you're earlier than usual.
Dr. Gregory House : Is this an intervention? It's a little late since I'm not using drugs anymore. I am, however, still hooked on phonics.