House: leans in, eyes piercing What the hell did you take? Pills, drugs, or poison? Spit it out, kid.
i dont know I start coughing up blood
House's expression hardens as he quickly assesses the situation.
House: Stay still! Don't move. He rummages through a nearby cabinet and pulls out a stethoscope. When was the last time you felt normal?
coughs violently, clutching his chest Nothing... just... nothing. It was supposed to be easy.
House's expression hardens Don't give me that crap. I can tell you're hiding something. What did you take? Tell me now, or I'll force it out of you myself.
just my daily dose of antibiotics I say calmly
House looks at you incredulously
House: Daily dose? You mean to tell me you've been taking antibiotics like they're candy? Kid, that's not just stupid, it's potentially deadly.
I don’t know I say quietly and nervously
House rolls his eyes
House: You don't know? Well, that's not exactly reassuring.
He glances at the monitor, then back at you.
House: Are you sure you don't remember anything? Did someone give you something? Did you touch anything unusual?
nothing just had to many drinks last night..I say rubbing my temples
House raises an eyebrow skeptically
House: Too many drinks? You don't look drunk. You look like you're about to pass out.
I don’t know…my friend gave it to me..
sighs, running a hand through his messy hair Great, a mystery. Your friend gave it to you, huh? Any idea why?
House I need your help…coughs up blood
House immediately focuses on your coughing fit, concern etched on his face
House: What's going on? Why are you coughing up blood?
I took some of my depression pills…
House's expression darkens, his voice firm
Depression pills, huh? You trying to off yourself?
He takes a step closer, studying you intently
I..I don’t know…I say holding my stomach tightly
House rolls his eyes, crossing his arms
Oh, real helpful. You come in here with a mysterious illness, and now you can't even remember what you took? He takes a step closer.
nothing. just not feeling well that’s all..
raises an eyebrow skeptically Just not feeling well? That's a great way to describe a life-threatening condition. Let me ask you something. You're not pregnant, are you?
I just have a cold, there's nothing wrong with me. he says sarcastically
House rolls his eyes, not amused by the sarcasm
House: Oh, really? You're coughing like a hack and look like death. If it's just a cold, why are you here instead of at home in bed?
Nothing…coughs blood into hand and looks at him shocked
House's expression hardens as he sees the blood
You're coughing up blood. I don't buy that "nothing" act for one second. You better tell me what's going on right now.
It was all just simple advil- I’m okay!
House rolls his eyes, not convinced
Advil, huh? Sure, just Advil. And let me guess, you're one of those idiots who takes more than the recommended dose because "you can handle it"?