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A man seeking the right diagnosis for his illness is willing to take on the hospital and the SWAT team to get it. He takes Thirteen, a nurse, and several patients from the waiting room and puts them in Cuddy's office. To put an end to the crisis they must come up with the right diagnosis, treat the wounded, and hold off a SWAT team.
At Princeton General, the clinic is filled with patients and one man, Larry, talks to Thirteen saying he needs a refill on his migraine medication. Thirteen tells him to wait. Foreman comes in and tells her about clinical tests for a Huntington’s cure and offers to get her in. She refuses, saying she doesn’t need a consult. Another man, Jason, sees Cuddy’s office and goes in, and finds House behind the desk. House tells him to leave as he goes through her desk and Jason quietly goes back outside…. and draws a gun. He then ushers Thirteen, a nurse, and a handful of patients into Cuddy’s office and demands that he be treated. He asks for the best doctor in the hospital or he starts killing people...Read the full recap
Jason: Excuse me, I’m looking for Dr. Cuddy.
Dr. House: Well, she’s either not here or she’s under the desk. Either way, you’re gonna have to wait outside until I’m finished.
Dr. Taub: House is gonna get someone killed.
Dr. Kutner: The guy's ready to kill for a diagnosis, I can't think of a better doctor to be trapped in there with him.
Dr. Cameron: How about somebody who's not gonna keep pushing the whack job's buttons until he cracks?
Bill: Excuse me, my wife feels sick to her stomach.
Dr. House: Next time pack some heat and maybe we'll look into it.
Dr. House: First rule of triage: guys with guns go first.
Dr. House: She should go.
Nurse Regina: He'll kill him.
Dr. House: But not her.
Nurse Regina: Is that your version of morality?
Dr. House: If you don't think your life is worth more than someone else's, sign your donor card and kill yourself.
House: Spit on the floor.
House: If I do it, I can’t tell Cuddy that it was medically necessary. I’m gonna ask you to piss on her chair next.
Jason: What about an x-ray or something?
Dr. House: Good idea. Oh, damn. I left my CT machine in my other pants.
Dr. House: Humiliation? Doctors treating you like you're a piece of meat? Too many fingers and tubes up your holes? You hate doctors. You want to take back control. If so, I apologize for the fact that you are a piece of meat.
Jason: I just want an answer. That's all.
Jason: Not knowing what was wrong with me… made me miserable. Maybe that's insane. Doing this… yeah. Insane. But I had something to gain. You can't take risks with no upside at all.
Dr. House: I can't decide which is riskier, taking crazy risks or taking advice on crazy risks from a crazed risk-taker.
Jason: Florida counts?
Dr. House: Well, not to the Supreme Court, but it’s warm enough for germs.