[Wilson just gives him a big shrug.] I'm done arguing. What's the point? You've made it abundantly clear that you're the local authority on the rules here. You asking me to choke you out in the name of science is hardly the strangest thing I've heard today.

[Wilson makes his way over to House. He hesitates a moment before he closes his hands around House's neck. Knowledge of human anatomy isn't exactly synonymous with murdering prowess. He knows what's in a neck and what happens when a windpipe is crushed, but that doesn't mean he's prepared to make that happen. He winces and starts to squeeze. The pressure's enough to make House's breathing mildly uncomfortable.]