Epic Fall

House has surprising news for Cuddy; an ailing video game creator opts for treatments suggested by people on the Internet rather than listening to the doctors; Foreman tries to get House s job.

House: "Like breaking up with a clingy girlfriend. Sure I'll miss the sex but now I get to drink milk right out of the carton."

House: "Right, doctors world-over treat chronic pain with collections of Hummel figures."

House: "Difference is, Beethoven's Fifth isn't going to be poop tomorrow."

House: "Try not to be a jerk. I'm trying. I'm just failing."

House: "Bed is for sissies. Unless you're having sex, in which case... no it's still for sissies."

House: "I'm an addict; I turn everything up to an eleven."

House: "I went crazy, not stupid."

House: "Daddy's little co-dependent is all grown up."

House: "Started thinking about what you said; about me obsessing; started obsessing about obsessing."

House: "How like a man to think I enjoy slaving over a hot stove all day while you're off banging secretaries."

House: "That's like adopting a puppy; suddenly someone's whining, following me everywhere, chewing up my LP's..."

House: "If you wanted a quickie, you should have called ahead; I'm a mess."

House: "The only thing you know is that I'm a genius who got a dog to pee in your toilet. You don't know how I did it, or more interestingly, where I peed."

House: "If the lad says this is Labrador too, please let me know right away. It'd explain my overwhelming desire to wipe my butt on your carpet."