O Dr. House e o "Breath Control"
Chase: The guy obviously broke his jaw somehow. Who knows what other trauma he’s suffered? We should do the angiogram again.
House: And all signs point to… [He looks at the 8-ball.] Sorry, Chase. The gods have spoken. Start Harvey on blood thinners and antibiotics.
[Cut to the ducklings walking toward Harvey’s room.]
Chase: Wow. Yeah, I get it. House is adorable. I just want to hold him and never let go. [They open Harvey’s door to find Annette performing breath control on him. (And yes, the blinds were shut so they couldn’t see walking up.)]
Cameron: Oh, my God! What the hell are you doing? [Foreman and Cameron pull Annette away.]
Foreman: You’re choking him!
Chase: Foreman, stop. Let her go.
Foreman: [holding Annette] She was trying to kill him!
Harvey: No. No, she wasn’t.
Cameron: His vitals seem okay.
Harvey: Please. Please don’t hurt her. [Annette gets away from Foreman.]
Foreman: What the hell is going on in here?
Chase: She’s… she’s a dominatrix. [Foreman’s eyebrows almost lift off his head.] Right, Annette?
[Cut to Cuddy’s office, where House and Annette are meeting with a hospital lawyer.]
Lawyer: The patient asked you to strangle him?
Annette: Harvey is an asphyxiaphyliac. He likes to be strangled or smothered.
Lawyer: That’s just sick.
House: Well, that’s an intriguing legal opinion. Geez, what kind of a lawyer is he?
Lawyer: You want a legal opinion? Call the cops.
Annette: I was careful. I watched the monitors, made sure his O2 stats were over 90. I would never hurt him.
House: Then what was the point?
Annette: Harvey was upset. He needed to calm down. To feel in control by being controlled.
Cuddy: Eh.. Hum… He pays you for this?
Annette: [nodding and smiling] In return, he does my taxes and cleans my house. [House gets up to leave.]
Cuddy: [To House] We’re not done here, we have to talk!
House: Call the cops, bar her from the hospital, force her to pierce your nipples… Not really medical decisions.
[Cut to the diagnostic office.]
Chase: It was a long time ago. I was seeing this woman. A banker, and turns out she liked to be burned.
Cameron: You actually dated someone who likes to get burned? [Chase nods.]
Foreman: Yeah, why would you want to be in a relationship with someone that’s so obviously only going to lead to pain?
Cameron: Shut up.
Chase: It was a weird scene. I observed – [House enters.]
House: Chase. Did you know about this woman? What she does?
Chase: I met her at some parties, yeah.
House: I wouldn’t have tortured you if I knew you liked it. [Chase kind of laughs at that.] Well, here’s a phrase to remember: “Hey, this guy might have been pounded on the head one too many times!”
Chase: I said I thought it was a trauma induced aneurysm.
House: Yeah, could have carried a tad more weight if you’d mentioned the “liking pain” thing. You’re on my naughty list. Sorry, no leather stethoscope this Christmas.
E eis outro excerto onde mais uma vez de forma humorística a mesma questão é abordada já quase no fim do episódio:
House: Hi, I’m Dr. House. [to the nurse] How’s tricks, Annette? [The nurse turns, and it is indeed Annette in nurse’s scrubs.]
Annette: I just wanted to see if he was okay. I’ll leave.
House: No, it’s okay. I came to talk to you both. Like I tell all my patients, you’ve simply got to say “no” to strangulation. Me, I’m a freak, I get off on not being in pain. That, and chocolate-covered marshmallow bunnies.
Annette: He’s not a freak.
House: Yeah, he is. A little. But it’s got to stop. Or he’ll die.
Annette: It’s not about pain. It’s about being open, being completely vulnerable to another person. If you can learn to be that deeply trusting… it changes you.
House: Well, lock him in a cage. That should be fine, medically.