Dr. Gregory House: [reading from fortune cookie] "You are a ray of sunshine... on a cloudy day."
Michael Tritter: Cuddy wouldn't get off the phone until I promised I'd come and see for myself... I gotta admit, this move I did not expect.
Dr. Gregory House: Yeah, well don't tell anyone, but the photos of smiling people in the brochures - it's just marketing.
Michael Tritter: Well, you're obviously making an effort. So I suppose the next step is for me to... talk to the DA.
Dr. Gregory House: Which you have no intention of doing.
Michael Tritter: No.
Dr. Gregory House: So words mean nothing, actions mean nothing, what the hell is left?
Michael Tritter: [shrugs] Hmph.
Dr. Gregory House: You son of a bitch! What about your words, your actions? "Gotta get House cleaned up, gotta get him to show some humility," but when it comes to actually doing something, you proved that all you care about is bitch-slapping a guy who refused to kiss your ass.
Michael Tritter: You ever trust an addict? You ever give one the benefit of the doubt? How many times did it work out for yo...
Dr. Gregory House: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it. So you were screwed over by your wife, your mother, your partner. But you keep sending them Christmas cards, while you take it out on everyone else.
Michael Tritter: No more Christmas cards. No, I learned, people like you, even your actions lie.