Picspam Part 2
Wilson: Pink slip. A gift from the Arnello brothers.
House: You know, they're gangsters, sure, but they're thoughtful, too.
Wilson: You can't keep it. It's...graft.
House: No, no, no, no. Uh-uh. Graft is if I tell him I'll only make him better if he slips me a couple bucks. Or a payoff for something I'm not supposed to do. If I'd asked for the payoff, which I didn't, I would've done the bad thing anyway. So there's nothing wrong with this.
Wilson: Right.
House: Damn. Sixty-five. Perfectly restored. What do you think a guy like Joey would do if someone turned down a gift? That's kind of an insult, isn't it?
Wilson: He might hurt you. It's definitely possible.
House: I'm screwed. Gotta take the car.
Wilson: I've been thinking. You've made it quite clear that you're miserable here.
House: I am not miserable.
Wilson: You're not happy.
House: And you are?
Wilson: With my job, yes.
House: I am exactly where I wanna be, doing exactly what I wanna do.
Wilson: I think I sense a hint of sarcasm there. Why don't you pick yourself? Quit?
Wilson: You were sure he had AIDS. Then you talked to him, then you had doubts. What did he say?
House: He said he had not engaged in any risky behavior.
Wilson: Huh. And you believed him.
House: He didn't have any reason to lie.
Wilson: Everybody lies, except politicians? House, I believe you're a romantic. You just didn't believe him, you believed in him! Do you want to come over tonight and watch old movies and cry?
Wilson: Special board meeting today. Only one item on the agenda: you.
House: Well, enjoy the bagels. I'm untouchable.
Wilson: Right.
House: Any vote to revoke my tenure has to be unanimous. I've got you and maybe even Cuddy.
Wilson: Oh, well that settles it. Mr. Ruthless Corporate Raider will be totally stymied, go home, curl up on the floor of his shower and weep.
Wilson: I got no kids. My marriage sucks. I only had two things that worked for me. This job and this stupid screwed-up friendship, and neither mattered enough to you to give one lousy speech.
House: They matter.
Wilson: You're not gonna be happy with anyone.
House: So what, your advice is...hire someone I'm not happy with and be happy?
Wilson: No, my advice is much more subtle. Stop being an ass. You always find some tiny little flaw to push people away.
House: Oh, now it's people. I thought we were talking about fellowship applicants.
Wilson: You have a history of this.
House: Well, when I do decide to push you away, I hope there's a small person kneeling behind you, so you fall down and hurt your head.
Wilson: Well, nobody's perfect.
House: Mother Teresa?
Wilson: Dead.
House: Angelina Jolie?
Wilson: No medical degree.
House: Now who's being picky?
Wilson: You're gonna wind up alone, House.
Wilson: Hi. Are you, uh- Can we talk?
Cameron: Gee, I wonder what this is gonna be about.
Wilson: I just want to make sure no one gets hurt.
Cameron: I will be fine. Everybody's acting like I'm going out with Jack the Ripper.
Wilson: Oh. It's not- It's not you I'm worried about. It's been a long time since he opened up to someone, and I- You better be absolutely sure you want this, because if he opens up again and gets hurt- I don't think there's gonna be a next time.
Cameron: You're worried I'm going to break his heart?
Wilson: Do you think he was dead? Do you think those experiences were real?
House: Define "real." They were real experiences. What they meant- Personally, I choose to believe that the white light people sometimes see, the visions this patient saw, they're all just chemical reactions that take place when the brain shuts down.
Wilson: Hey. You have to treat this like a regular case. Be yourself-cold, uncaring, distant.
House: Please, don't put me on a pedestal.
Wilson: What's up?
House: Love the bear. It's adorable.
Wilson: My wife's gonna kill me. We're having company. She cooked.
House: I got Mark's latest blood work. He's not responding to treatment.
Wilson: I'm sorry.
House: I was happy. He's my patient. I'm sure he's a good guy. He's probably a great guy. He's apparently a much better guy than I am. And some part of me wants him to die. I'm just not sure if it's because...I want to be with her, or if it's because I want her to suffer.
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watching_wilson So, this was my picspam full of House/Wilson awesomeness. I’m not sure if I’m gonna do the other seasons as well. Maybe season two.
Anyway, I hope you had fun and if you wanna share some awesome House/Wilson pics with us, feel free to do that in the comments.