Given Good...ish behaviour
Are you sorry about what you did?
Yes
Yes?
That's the correct answer, isn't it?
Are you trying to annoy us? No,
I'm just trying to give you the answers you need to cover your asses, fill out your forms and let me out of here.
We need you to show us remorse
Is that how our system works?
Release the best actors?
I shudder to think what that world would be like.
You drove your car into you ex girlfriend's house
And then fled the country for 3 months
I knew that her daughter was at grandma's every friday
and I saw everyone else move into the living room
They could've moved back
which I would've noticed since I was driving right towards them
Shut up.
We got an order to reduce overcrowding
But let me be clear
You break any rules I dont even remember
You can park you ass here for 4 more months
So forget being sorry can you stay out of trouble for 5 days?
Yes.
Why are you keep helping him out?
Yeah..why would i want to make sure that my homicidial cellmate
is taking the right anti pshycotics?
House!
Mendelson
He's on 80 miligrams propranolol
That's 40
You're right, sorry.
No worries. I like my nurses naughty.
I'm sorry to think Meldelson,
you just really like the taste of my spit.
Hei, House.
Check out my new brand.
you really got a thing for svastikas
Mental-son.
- Untranslated -
It's a German name
so is House, but I'm jewish
yeah...
Knight...to King's bishop 3
Queen to King's bishop 7
Hey
You're House, right?
I got these weird pains, in my elbows...
- and in my knees - you know what's weirder?
is how the clinic is a large room,
and you somehow confuse me with it.
You have four days left.
Don't.
Another pet?
This is gonna end badly.
Again.
Take off your shirt, so I can find the rash.
Ah, now you want to help me?
That's Nicole
Her mom hates me, so...
She can't visit.
She ain't accepted my calls.
That's what happen when you date a twelve years old.
You don't believe me?
Believe implies the level of giving a crap...
what i'm never gonna achieve.
Hei.
It's not that i'm to prove that you're an idiot or anything,
Lupus boy and I are in the beach this morning.
When i noticed a rash in his left thigh.
I chech you out.
You were a pretty big deal.
What went wrong?
Something very obvious and very boring.
Drug related?
Forging prescription?
You're good.
I'll send him up.
Why are you so sure I'm gonna do what you say?
Why would you say any of that?
Your shoes...
Different expensive pairs everyday.
Your eyes...
So...
Yeah, you'll treat him for lupus.
House!
Any reason I shouldn't?
You're really not good at reading people, are you?
-People change.
Why does he have the file?
By definition, you have nothing to do.
She's not your girl, idiot!
You think she should?
There's a reason we're locked away from nice normal peolpe.
Your life outside is over.
Get out of my house.
Get out!
-Where is Sykes?
Great.
What? He yelled at you for letting me see the file?
You'll get over it. Figures that's...
Why do you lie to me about what you're in for?
Ok, so... i drove a car into a wall instead of,
stealing some pills.
- You're feeling guilty. - I'm feeling stupid.
It...doesn't even make sense... why are you doing time?
You didn't have any priors, you didn't hurt anyone.
Had a bad lawyer.
I'm sorry.
We can't talk about this case anymore.