I need 20.  And let me back into the clinic when Sykes is gone.
Dr. House. Did you get all the Vicodin you needed?  I'm not an idiot. That fire, the bruise on your face! I talk to prisoners. I know about exit taxes. You're clearly getting squeezed.
[SEP] Dr. House. Did you get all the Vicodin you needed?  I'm not an idiot. That fire, the bruise on your face! I talk to prisoners. I know about exit taxes. You're clearly getting squeezed. [SEP] I need 20.  And let me back into the clinic when Sykes is gone.