Take off that helmet and look me in the eye when we get to a house. I might believe you.

[He won't. He just wants Al to take the helmet off.]

And I can say I shoot fireballs from my nipples, kid. Unless you actually see me doing it, I'm probably lying. We got here by being drugged and carried. Simplest explanation. This is either an actual town some evil organization created in Siberia, the most advanced virtual reality simulation not on the market, or a mass hallucination... probably drug-induced. I'm really hoping for the drugs, personally.

[He's not even going to deign to answer Al's last question. It's stupid and he can infer from the rest of what House has said.]