The Social Contract

House and the team take on the case of Nick, a book editor who loses his inhibitions. The team realizes Nick has frontal lobe disinhibition, which causes him to speak his mind having no control over what he says and making him just like House. Meanwhile, House suspects Wilson and Taub are keeping something from him.

House: "So the tumor's not in the cool neighborhood. Cool neighborhood adjacent."

House: "You're forty years old and you're the administrator of a hospital. People don't get personal with you -- except for me, and you dismiss me as a jerk who's jerking you around. But this guy can only tell the truth. He prefers your body to that of a smokin' young hottie."

House: "It's amazing the way people cling to insults. Or what they think are insults."

House: "I'm not suggesting that like our patient, you are hiding a dark sarcastic core beneath a candy shell of compulsive niceness..."

House: "Because you know nice bores me. Hence, still nice."

House: "Why do you think the world will end in chaos and destruction if you're not there to save it?"

House: "Cyrano de Berkowitz, let it go..."

House: "Relax, your nose isn't big, it's just conspicuous."

House: "If you were really a racquetball player, you probably would have noticed you're holding a squash racquet."

House: "Never trust a dog."

House: "What does that make you, a quadruple agent?"

House: "Once you've got a name it's amazing how much you can learn on the phone. Well, if you are a doctor and lie freely."

House: "I'm fully capable of lying to you. I've lied plenty of times."

House: "My standards of fun are not the norm."

House: "You developed your own people-pleasing skills the way an Olympic athlete develops his muscles."

House: "My patient had brain damage; I don't have that excuse..."

House: "It's kind of fun watching you torture yourself."