Resignation – One Shot
Location: House's office
House: Well, Mr. Well-Adjusted is just as screwed up as the rest of us.
Wilson: Yes, I admit it. For Christ's sake, House, I'm alone and lonely. By now I should have three kids and a dog, but I only have three divorces. Believe it or not, I can't talk about it with my best friend, because he would only gestures theatrically to himself punish me and rub my nose in it for the rest of my life.
Wilson: And before you try to deflect, let me remind you that for as long as I've known you, you've wanted to be 'normal', maybe even just this side of happy. You may deny it to the world and to me in particular, but lately that's exactly what you've been… happy! If I had to resort to your tactics to make that happen, well, that's just tough. Now give me a Vicodin before my head explodes!
Wilson takes the Vicodin leaving the office with a characteristic 'forget about it' wave of the hand.
House: I… uh…
Fade to black