Look, believe it or not I do have better things to do than chase you down. You couldn't have lasted another week? You were in the home stretch, asshole.
[House narrows his eyes at his tablet, not that Stephen can see.]
who said i'm not lasting i told you i don't need you for this anymore 1-month supply 80 mg/day 20 mg used this morning otherwise untouched and i haven't had my evening dose
[The message comes accompanied by a short video clip. House shows Stephen the label on the bottle he's taken. It's one prescribed to Sylar by House. He pops the top and dumps the pills out before arranging them meticulously in neat little rows. There are precisely 1 month's worth of pills minus the noted two tablets for the 20 mg.]
[Too much. A week and he was supposed to go off it entirely, and now he's talking about a month's supply at his original dosage. What the hell was Wilson doing with that much Vicodin?
There's a pause as Stephen pauses the video -- he has to count the rows, then count them again. He tears his attention away as he starts to count a third time.]
And what then? Are you going to sit there and tell me you actually plan to wean yourself off it?
[On its face this is the most ridiculous response he could have expected from House. He doesn't need Stephen, and he's going to prove it by...being accountable? He scoffs, because he sees now how it is. Spite, then. He can take a victory even if it's thanks only to spite.]
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[He counted. Several times. Here's the part where you confirm that he needs to yell at Wilson.]
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i must be miserable
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who said i'm not lasting
i told you i don't need you for this anymore
1-month supply
80 mg/day
20 mg used this morning
otherwise untouched
and i haven't had my evening dose
[The message comes accompanied by a short video clip. House shows Stephen the label on the bottle he's taken. It's one prescribed to Sylar by House. He pops the top and dumps the pills out before arranging them meticulously in neat little rows. There are precisely 1 month's worth of pills minus the noted two tablets for the 20 mg.]
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There's a pause as Stephen pauses the video -- he has to count the rows, then count them again. He tears his attention away as he starts to count a third time.]
And what then? Are you going to sit there and tell me you actually plan to wean yourself off it?
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i'm going to stand here and tell you that after putting my pills away
you don't believe me?
i'll show you
every night
[Just to rub it in Stephen's face.]
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[On its face this is the most ridiculous response he could have expected from House. He doesn't need Stephen, and he's going to prove it by...being accountable? He scoffs, because he sees now how it is. Spite, then. He can take a victory even if it's thanks only to spite.]
I don't believe you. Talk is cheap.
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[How many times can he poke House with this stick before he catches on that Stephen's just trying to make him mad enough to keep his word?]
I'll believe it when I see it again.
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i've seen freshly-windexed windows that are less transparent
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You know what it's going to take to convince me you're right and I'm wrong.
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every night for two weeks
and then we stop talking unless i need you for something
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this bird has flown
[And he hangs up.]