Szabo is on the ice playing hockey in a minor league game and checks his opponent. The coach then sends in the 22-year-old enforcer Bobby “The Hatchet” Hatcher. As he squares off against Szabo, they agree to fight and the two of them go at it. Szabo goes down and Duncan skates to the side, waiting for his opponent to get up. However, he starts coughing blood and then collapses...Read the full recap
Dr. Chase: Fighting's the best part of hockey. Without it you'd have the ice capades.
Dr. Taub: Fighting has nothing to do with hockey. It's like the cheerleaders at a basketball game.
Dr. Chase: Cheerleading's the best part of basketball. Without it, you've got... basketball.
Dr. House: The sound of a needy child is stirring your paternal juices.
Dr. Wilson: The sound of a needy child at 112 decibels has stirred my inner murderer. Don’t mess with me.
Dr. Adams: Aside from the crying, he's actually recovering nicely.
Dr. Taub: Aside from the guy in the book depository, the Kennedys had a lovely trip to Dallas.
Dr. House: He told me to apologize to you, or he would excrete down my throat. I'm paraphrasing. So if he should ask, I was a gentleman, or I will excrete down your throat.
Dr. House: Roomies with benefits keeping you up?
Dr. Chase: Cribbage. Played with Park's Popo.
Dr. House: Is that two separate events?
Dr. House: Every little girl wants a pony till they have to clean up after it.
Dr. Wilson: You think I'm going to quit on this? On an 11-year-old?
Dr. House: The only relationship you haven't quit on has been me.
Dr. Wilson: Hmm. A needy, truculent narcissist. I think it's been perfect training for parenthood.