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Wilson: Okay. This might not be such a bad idea.
House: What do you think he meant by "anything"?
Wilson: Take some time for yourself. Relax.
House: I know it's a figure of speech, to underline the "anything."
Wilson: Maybe talk to someone?
House: Already scheduled.
Wilson: Really?
House: I'm not an idiot. I know I need help.
Wilson: Okay. That's… great. [pause] I meant, like, a counselor.
House: I know.
Wilson: But you meant a hooker.
House: Yeah. Baby steps.
Out of The Chute, S7
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House: All of them are gone, Wilson. They're all dead because I am screwed up.
Wilson: You lost one patient. And it wasn't your fault.
House: What about that mom who gave her baby cancer? If I'd figured that one out quicker, she'd still be a mom alive.
Wilson: She refused treatment when it was offered. How is that your fault?
House: And there was that guy I spent a day trapped in isolation with. He was five feet away the whole time. Just watched him die like an idiot.
Wilson: Yeah. You've lost patients before, and you'll lose patients again. Why…
House: Exactly! Why? Because love and happiness are… nothing but distractions. The only thing my relationship with Cuddy has done for me is make me a worse doctor.
Wilson (with an incredulous laugh): Right. The great Dr. House doesn't deserve to be happy. You know it's not true.
House: My happiness is being paid for by other people's lives. (Softly) How is she?
Wilson: She's worried. She's upset that you didn't show up tonight.
House: I gotta tell her the truth, Wilson.
Recession Proof, S7
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House: I have to pee.
Wilson: That's a good sign.
[Wilson puts down the letter and hands House an empty urine bottle. House has other ideas]
House: (throwing back the blankets) I'm a big boy.
Wilson: (coming around to House’s side of the bed) Of course you are.
[Wilson reaches to help House out of bed, but House slaps him away]
[House manages to stand, but as soon as he lets go of the hospital bed rail, his right leg goes out on him and he sits back down on the bed]
Wilson: You're an ass.
House: What, for trying to walk on a freshly mangled leg? Performing surgery on myself? For thinking I could solve my emotional problems with rat medicine? If you're gonna nag, at least have the decency to be specific.
[House tries to stand again and this time he allows Wilson to support him. The music has stopped]
Wilson: Come on. Listen to me. You can't keep going like this. Something has to change.
House: Can I pee first?
[He looks at Wilson who looks back at him. House nods slightly, then turns away]
House: I know.
After Hours, S7
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Wilson: You told me you gave them your credit card...
House: And you were dumb enough to believe me. [Wilson walks into the house and sees Rachel. House picks up his jacket] Cuddy'll be back in an hour and ten minutes... I'll be back in an hour and five.
Wilson: [follows House to the door] Ohhh, no, you don't.
House: Oh, yes, I do.
Wilson: [shocked] You're not gonna leave the kid?
House: Yes, I am. [he begins putting on his coat] 'Cause unlike you, I don't have a conscience.
Wilson: [tries to get past House to the door] And unlike you, I'm not having sex with Cuddy, so I actually can leave. [House parries, and they end up pressed against the door.]
House [in Wilson's face] You're bluffing. [Wilson tries to speak] I'm leaving.
Wilson: You're not gonna leave a two-year-old unattended.
House: Sure. I'm leaving her with you. A responsible adult. [he opens the door and leaves]
[Wilson peeks in at Rachel. She smiles at him from the couch. Wilson dashes out the door after House.]
Wilson: Better get back in there. Kid's all alone. [they walk down Cuddy's front yard towards the street.]
House: It's kind of bugging you, isn't it?
Wilson: Not my problem.
Unplanned Parenthood, S7
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House: I have to pee.
Wilson: That's a good sign.
House: (throwing back the blankets) I'm a big boy.
Wilson: (coming around to House’s side of the bed) Of course you are.
[Wilson reaches to help House out of bed, but House slaps him away. House manages to stand, but as soon as he lets go of the hospital bed rail, his right leg goes out on him and he sits back down on the bed ]
Wilson: You're an ass.
House: What, for trying to walk on a freshly mangled leg? Performing surgery on myself? For thinking I could solve my emotional problems with rat medicine? If you're gonna nag, at least have the decency to be specific.
[House tries to stand again and this time he allows Wilson to support him.]
Wilson: Come on. Listen to me. You can't keep going like this. Something has to change.
House: Can I pee first?
[He looks at Wilson who looks back at him. House nods slightly, then turns away]
House: I know.
After Hours, S7