Chase: She hasn’t had sex.
House: Why are you so sure?
Chase: She told me she’d never kissed a boy.
House: You read her diary too?
Chase: She asked me to kiss her.
House: I rest my case. A regular nine year old girl does not have sex on the brain, not when a doctor is threading a catheter through her vein.
Chase: But she’s not a regular nine year old. She’s got terminal cancer.
House: Cancer doesn’t make you special. Molestation on the other hand…
Chase: She wanted one kiss before she dies. If she’s never kissed a boy it’s a fair bet she’s never had sex.
House: Tell that to all the hookers who won’t kiss me on the mouth. Hey, here’s a theory, she has been molested, seeks refuge in romantic fantasies with older men with great hair. And I think you left out the punch line, victims of molestation learn to work the angles. Manipulate people. You did it didn’t you. You kissed her.
Chase: It wasn’t sick. [Foreman and Cameron freak out quietly] It was one kiss for a dying girl. One small… one small kiss before she dies. Thank you. Thanks.
House: This is exactly why you can’t touch my markers. Go see if she’s had sex.
Autopsy, S2