Known Unknown

House, Cuddy, and Wilson go to a medical conference and meet an old friend, while the team deal with a girl whose appendages have swollen but she refuses to tell them the truth about the events leading up to her illness.

House: "Foreman expects me to read an x-ray on this itty bitty screen. He should have emailed me a larger phone."

House: "Who wants to go to the Pillow Fighting Championships? Rutgers has a great team this year. So glad their anchor didn't go pro."

House: "Isn't it annoying when everybody in the room knows something you don't?"

House: "Word on the street is you set a new personal best for low cut."

House: "Your outbox is three times normal size. That wasn't a metaphor."

House: "So now you either have to come up with a convincing lie or tell her the truth. Your choice."

House: "I like to know how much boredom I'm missing."

House: "Just when you think you've left Flock of Seagulls in the rearview mirror, suddenly it's up ahead like an undead hitchhiker."

House: "She's not some floozy in a bar, she's the floozy I work for."

House: "It's seven in the morning. Somebody better be dead."

House: "We've moved on to a new phase. I tell Cuddy I've always been interested in her, she leaves the room."

House: "The oncology department is subsidized by drug companies. They don't want it run by a murderer."

House: "Studies show that ten dollar wine tastes better when you're told it cost ninety dollars. I'm sure the same is true of grape soda."

House: "I can't convince her my entire personality's changed in a weekend. It would be like expecting you to not sacrifice yourself in a stupid and self-destructive way."

House: "Words can hurt, you know."

House: "That awkwardness would probably go away if I left."

House: "Yeah, you should let her know I drugged you so you wouldn't confess to murder."