Cameron: You don’t need to worry about firing anyone. I’m leaving.
House: Why? Is this another noble, self-sacrificing gesture? You trying to protect Foreman?
Cameron: No.
House: So this is just, “Don’t fire me, I quit.”
Cameron: I’m protecting myself. You asked me why I like you. You’re abrasive and rude, but I figured everything you do, you do it to help people. But I was wrong. You do it because it’s right. [Near tears, she extends her hand. House looks at her hand, and around the room, but doesn’t take it. She withdraws her hand.] There are only two ways I can deal with things. One is in my control. That’s to leave. [House looks like he might say something, but doesn’t.] Goodbye, House. [As House still doesn’t look at her, she walks out the door.]

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Cameron: I was in love with you. I was an idiot. Tried to be like you, tried to understand you because I thought I could heal you. You almost killed that patient. You don’t even think of them as people. They’re just lab rats for your little puzzles.
House: As you celebrate their humanity, I’d rather solve those little puzzles and save their lives.
Cameron: Motives do matter. Lives can’t come second.
House: The patient is alive. That’s what matters.
Cameron: Not to you. All you care about is that Taub and Thirteen fell for your game. You’ll poison them just like you poisoned Chase. You ruined him. So he can’t even see right from wrong. Can’t even see the sanctity of a human life anymore. I loved you. [tearing up] And I loved Chase. I’m sorry for you both. [crying openly] For what you’ve become. Because… there’s no way back for either of you.
[He looks like he might say something, but doesn’t. Near tears, she extends her hand and he ignores it. She withdraws her hand, steps forward and kisses him on the cheek. House hasn’t moved.She walks out the door.]

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