"No."
"No?"
"No."
"You don't even know what I'm going to say."
"And I don't want to know, I've got work, House. Go bother one of your fellows. I don't think you've made Cameron cry today."
"I'm multi-tasking; they're in the lounge wondering where the hell I am, while I get to sit here and bond with you."
"Bond? I thought this was the 'See How Long It Takes Before Wilson Kicks Me Out Of His Office' game that you're so fond of."
"Same thing."
"Oh joy."
"...Hey Wilson."
"You're humming."
"I'm tuning you out."
"You're humming 'My Faorite Things'."
"I'm tuning you out and trying to make myself happy at the same time."
"I know an interesting variation of that song that I'm sure you'd love to hear."
"Actually no."
"Zoloft and Paxil and Buspar and Xanax."
"I'm not listening..."
"Depakote, Klonopin, Ambien, Prozac."
"You can stop currupting my choldhood now..."
"Dexedrine helps them to cure all my ills."
"Really, you can stop any time."
"These are a few of my favorite pill--Wait, you liked Sound Of Music as a kid?"
"I was little, shut up."
"...Hey, Wilson."
"Oh God, will it ever end?"
"Nope."