I think I can puzzle out the first sentence and the first half of the second up to the comma. After that, I'm lost.

Let's see, roughly "I have a catapult. Give me all your money, or I'll put a large rock through your head."

Not as close as I thought (rotten Spanish, leading me astray), but better! Reminds me of Spike and Angelus: "It's a big rock. I can't wait to tell my friends."

Editted because Angel and Angelus are not the same.

"None of them have a rock this big."

"It's a big rock. I can't wait to tell my friends."

That would look cool in Latin.

Editted because Angel and Angelus are not the same.

Ah, but they are whenever Joss wants to emphasize that Angel is always fighting the beast within, and then they aren't, whenever Joss wants DB to wear really bad wigs and have flashbacks to the 1970s. /issues

::handwave, handwave::

That would look cool in Latin.

The internet said: It's a magnus silicis. EGO can't exspecto ut dico meus amicitia.

Somehow I think that's wrong.

Saxum vastum est. Possum expectare dicere amicos meos. Nemo eorum saxum vastius habet.

Not totally sure of the last sentence, though.

You could change the first to "Id est saxum vastum," if you want to emphasize the "it".

Because I never get the inspiration I look for most, some more House/ Wonderfalls.
“I don’t believe you.” Wilson complained, after everyone left, “You let Jaye win?!”

“So? Jimmy, you really need to get a handle on this competitive thing. It’s so obvious you’re compensating.”

”So...one time I got a fever of 101 playing at your place and you still made me pay up.”

“I gave you fluids when you passed out, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, I suppose I have a vague memory of that. Remind me to mark your chart later.”

“No need. I won a hundred dollars that night...delirious people make strange bets.”

”Or fail to make bets they should...look, I know she’s lovely, House.”,

”Not only that, she’s a Greg House hat trick...twenties, beautiful, and a few bricks shy of a load.”

”I’m going to have to ask you to stop calling her crazy, House. I mean, really insist.”

”Oh, right. I saw this movie, too. The caring doctor explains to everyone that madness is organic. A chemical disorder. That the girl needs our concern, not our judgment, right? Whatever, Wilson.”

”If you really believe that, why did we bring her here? Why did we piss off Shapiro?”

”Because I felt like it. Because Shapiro moves his lips when he reads, and because a person ought to be allowed to be a little crazy before she earns a lifetime pass shuffling around on the Haldol Express. And I think she’s cute, okay?”

“Thank you for being so honest.” Wilson replied. “It means a lot to me. But the fact remains, you’d rip one of your ducklings to shreds for a treatment rationale like that.”

”Well, then, it’s bitchin’ that I passed my fellowship then, so this doesn’t show up on my report card. My dad said one more bad citizenship grade, and I’m terminally grounded.”

“Well, I hope if I’m ever in trouble, my doctor’s a dumbass too, then.”

”You agree with me.”

Wilson shrugged. He really ought to stop enabling this sort of thing. “Let’s just say I don’t disagree.”

”Way to live on the edge, James.”