Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love Like I'm the only one who knows your heart Only girl in the world...
Blaire: What are you still doing here, Chuck? I threw you out hours ago.
Chuck: I wanted to let you know the treaty is over.
Blair: Fine with me. This pretense of civility… was exhausting.
Chuck: Being amicable isn’t in our blood. I’ve realized we’re not friends. Friends have to like each other. And after what happened tonight, I could never like you —
Blair: I could never like you either.
(Takes one very loud step forward. Cont’d)
In fact, I hate you.
Chuck: I’ve never hated anyone more.
Blair: Every nerve ending in my body is electrified. By hatred.
Chuck: There is a fiery pit of hate burning inside me, ready to explode.
(Steps forward.)
Blair: So, it’s settled then.
Chuck: We’re settled.
Stacy: "Our relationship is like an addiction. It's— like—" House: "Really good drugs?" Stacy: "No, it's like— vindaloo curry." House: "Ok, sure—" Stacy: "Really, really hot Indian curry they make with red chilli peppers." House: "I know what it is! Didn't think it was addictive." Stacy:"You're abrasive and annoying and come on way too strong, like... vindaloo curry. When you're crazy about curry, that's fine but no matter how much you love curry, you have too much of it, it takes the roof of your mouth off. And then you never want to see curry for a really, really long time but you wake up one day and you think... god I really miss curry. You're a jerk.