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You. Give me that.

What are you talking about?

- Mrs. Miller?
- Your phone, young lady.

I was just switching it to silent
in case someone called.

No, you were cheating.

- Please. Like I have to cheat.
- Lady?

I said wait!

Give it here.

Sure.

Love the blouse.

I need to use the bunk room.

The bathroom? Sure.

In 19 minutes.

Can't do it.

You got a friend in the bathroom
with the answers?

Fine. I'll get you an escort.

Don't stink up till I kill you.

Don't stand up.

Hey, he's really sick.

Eyes on your work.

Are you all right?

What is going on?

Get some help.

Foreman: The kid was just taking his
ap calculus exam,

when all of a sudden,
he got nauseous and disoriented.

That's the way
calculus presents.

Severe bradycardia.

Heart rate's down
to 48 and falling fast.

- You know the kid?
- No, hejust came in.

- Mom real good looking?
- I didn't notice.

Then it's a mystery.

Not why he's sick,
but why you care so much.

Gift shop's open.
Buy him a card.

- He's not responding to atropine.
- Boys love fart jokes.

Find one with a good fart joke.

He's a teenager. It's drugs.

Tell those er geniuses
to give him charcoal and naloxone,

and stop following me.

His tox screen was negative.
He's still whacked out.

You don't care about the kid.
You just find his illness intriguing.

His cat scan was clean.

There's no sign of infection.
It's not diabetes.

And you don't care about him.

If that's what you wanna hear,
not in the slightest.

Me, neither.

Means we'll be objective.

Maybe it's shigellosis.

Wouldn't account
for the bradycardia.

Viral myocarditis?

Wouldn't account
for the whacked out.

So, what's the differential
for a negative tox screen?

He was clean.

Unless someone
screwed up the test.

That never happens.

Or he od'd
on something we didn't test for.

1,4-butanediol would
give you these symptoms.

- That's a new one.
- Copy machine toner.

Same punch as ghb.
A little pricier, way more dangerous.

On the other hand, it is legal.

I want you to go to his house
and find his stash.

I'll bet you know all
the good hiding spots.

Actually, I never did drugs.

Better go with him,
in case he gets high.

How much atropine
is the kid getting?

One ml.

Make it two.
In case he needs his heart later on.

Chase: Matt, did you take
any drugs this morning?

Pencils down.

Can you squeeze
my fingers for me?

Did anyone give you anything
to help with the math test?

Matt?

I told you.
He doesn't take drugs.

Ms. Davis, all parents
think that about their children,

and they're usually wrong.

I gave my mum a little trouble
when I was his age.

I turned out okay.
Even she thought so.

I know my kid.

The fact that you did drugs
doesn't mean he did.

Did he go anywhere last night?

No, he was home studying.

- Any friends come over to help him?
- And bring him drugs?

- Is that what your friends did?
- Ms. Davis...

Look,

I tested him myself.

The home kit.
I took some hair off his brush.

I didn't want him to know about it,
because I do trust him.

Then why did you test him?

Margo: All he did
last night was study

and argue about his
college interviews.

He wants to be himself.
No haircut, ratty old clothes.

That'll go over big.

Then we both gave up and went to bed.
That's it.

Chase: Has he ever had any problems
like this before? Any family history?

No, it's just me and Matt.

- Diazepam, 10 milligrams, stat.
- Right.

Margo: What's going on?
Just taking some precautions.

He's seizing. Help me hold him.

Stay cool, mate.
We'll calm you down.

This room is way too clean
for a teenage boy.

You know why house
thinks I'm a druggie?

This is gonna be
a racial thing, isn't it?

Same reason he thinks
this kid overdosed.

When you're a drug addict,
you wanna believe everyone else is, too.

He's not addicted.
He has to take drugs.

The definition of an addict.

He's in pain.

Foreman: And addicted
to pain killers.

What a coincidence!

You really never did any drugs?

Now this is gonna
be a racial thing.

Deflecting a personal
question with a joke.

Gee, who do I know
that does that?

Yeah, I'm just like him.

Except for the angry, bitter,
pompous cripple part.

Maybe we should all pitch in
and get you a nice cane.

You already have
the matching gym shoes.

Check this out!

Mom's not too careful
with the homemade tomato sauce.

When the top
sticks out like that,

it's a sign of
bacterial contamination.

This one's open.

I am extremely disappointed.

I send you out
for exciting new designer drugs,

and you come back
with tomato sauce.

I bet you paid twice as much.
I got mine online.

Matt decided to make himself
a homemade pizza for a bedtime snack.

Source of botulism,
as well as a million other toxins

that cause gastroenteritis,
cardiac symptoms and mental confusion.

I'm not so sure
about gastroenteritis.

But mental confusion?
Bring it on.

Don't, but...

Delicious.

Do you have a death wish?

Inofice
you didn't try to save me.

I figured you were trying
to make some kind of subtle point.

I was.
The kid just started seizing.

Not a symptom of
food borne toxins.

Also not a symptom of drug use,

not two hours after admission.

So, what would make him seize,

in addition to all these
other delightful symptoms?

- Pesticide poisoning.
- Carbamates.

- Or organophosphates, organochlorines.
- Inhalation or absorption?

Too soon to tell.

We should wash him down.
The poison could still be on his skin.

Already told the nurses.

Woman on pa: Nursing supervisor
to the instrument room.

I feel good.

That's your complaint?

Your major symptom.

I told her this
was a waste of time.

I notice colors more.

And music!
I'm really hearing music.

I'm 82, and I'm supposed to be

playing canasta with
the other old ladies,

but now, when I see
a guy with a cute butt,

I can't stop looking at him.
Or a sexy beard.

And you figure that enjoying cute butts
is a sign of disease?

It all started
a month ago when Mark

rented gone with the wind
for me,

but it had the wrong DVD in it.

Right, I forgot.
This is all my fault.

Of course, he was too
busy to bring it back.

Yeah, like I don't have a life.

So I watched it,
and it had this actor in it,

this kid called Ashton kutcher.

Now, I think about Ashton
all the time.

All the time.

Ah.

You remind me of him.
Same bedroom eyes.

People are always mixing us up.

I suppose you,
you need to check my heart?

No. No, no, that...
That won't be necessary.

I told you.

House: But I am going to admit you
to the hospital for tests.

What tests? She's just old.

And you're just insufferable.

Your mother has had
a sudden personality change.

She should be checked out.

I'll have a nurse
come in and admit her.

I'm too handsome
to do papewvork.

Woman on pa:
Anesthesiologist to or room 4.

Anesthesiologist to or room 4.

He's been on this medication for
over an hour.

Pralidoxime is very effective.

It just takes a little time
for it to kick in.

And maybe you're wrong.
Maybe it's not a pesticide.

The blood work was
pretty conclusive.

It's an organophosphate.

Oh, my god.

Move back.
Ms. Davis, move back, please.

We're at 30, bradycardic arrest.
Get me the pads.

Margo: What are you doing?

Chase: We're gonna beat
his heart for him.

Set it at 60.

I can't stand this anymore.

We'll keep him on the pads
for another hour.

Then what?

Let's see what happens.

Well, that's not my philosophy,
especially when it comes to my son.

And if something
bad might happen,

I'd like to know
what our options are.

The pralidoxime
isn't doing him any good.

We're gonna have
to wire his heart.

Maybe we're wrong
about the pesticides.

I ran his plasma again, twice.

Are there any stronger treatments
for the organophosphate poisoning?

Damn it! You caught me.
We went with the weak stuff.

I was just trying to
save a little money.

Actually, one of my
professors at Columbia

developed an experimental treatment
for the army.

Cameron: What's the success rate?
Foreman: They're targeted.

There's a different hydrolase treatment
for each poison.

We need to know if Matt got hit
with orthene or malathion...

What's the success rate?

Excellent, I'm sure.
It's the us army.

"Be all you can be."

Point is, what are the kid's
chances without it?

Minimal at best. The poison's broken
the blood-brain barrier.

I assume "minimal at best"
is your stiff-upper-lip,

British way of saying
"no chance in hell".

I'm Australian.

You put the queen on your money.
You're British.

And call your professor.

If we don't know what kind
of organophosphate we're targeting,

we don't know which
hydrolase to ask for.

There's over 40
organophosphates.

- I'll get all of them.
- Get all of them.

Great minds think alike.

By the time they get here,
we're gonna know which one we need.

Well, if we figure
out how he got exposed,

we'll figure out
what he was exposed to.

House: Well, the mom had
homemade tomato sauce.

Call me crazy, but I'm thinking
maybe homemade tomatoes.

- Front yard, vegetable garden.
- Yeah.

Kid's out there spraying,
sees a pretty girl,

hormones raging,
spray can goes off in his face.

- I'll check into it.
- I'll make the call.

I'll keep the kid alive,
for a while, at least.

I'll have lunch.

Through the superior vena cava,
into the right atrium.

Through the tricuspid valve

and lodging into the wall
of the right ventricle.

Can you turn off the pads?

Capturing?

Getting a native
heart rate of 36.

No, that won't do.
Let's get him to 50.

"The healer with his magic powers,

I could rub his
gentle brow for hours

his manly chest,
his stubbled jaw

everything about him
leaves me raw"

psych ward's upstairs.

"With joy

oh, house, your very name
will never leave this girl the same"

it's not bad for an 82-year-old.

She asked me to give that
to her true love.

What can I say?
Chicks with no teeth turn me on.

- That's fairly disgusting.
- And that's ageism.

You better watch yourself
around this babe.

Here are her test results.

Impressive.

Yeah.
Cameron: I found the pesticide.

It's disulfoton.

And it's empty.
He used up the whole can.

Okay, I'll get chase on it.

Chase: The poison's
called disulfoton.

This should bond with it
and neutralize the poison.

Then his nervous system
will start sending

the correct signals
to the rest of his body.

But there was no disul...

Well, that stuff in that can.

The label says "disulfoton".
I can show you.

But you didn't test it.

You said Matt sprayed with it
this morning before school.

Matt started that garden himself
for an environmental science class.

They weren't allowed
to use pesticides.

Apparently, he cheated a little.

It was orange-peel oil,
totally organic.

He dumped that other stuff
last winter.

The symptoms fit.

There must have been
some left in the can.

If you're wrong,
what will this treatment do to him?

Well, theoretically,
it could increase the toxicity and...

But we're not wrong.

- Don't.
- We're not wrong.

I can't let you do this.

House: Get a court order.

Unless you wanna see someone killed
by sheer irrationality.

Maternal instinct
is always irrational.

Doesn't mean it's wrong.

Actually, that's the definition.

It doesn't make her
mentally incompetent.

She is risking her son's life

based on a teenager's claim
that he washed something.

How mentally incompetent
can you get?

That's a brilliant
legal argument.

Listen, have your
Harvard law dog whip up

some high-grade,
legal-sounding psychobabble.

"Temporary insanity brought on
by acute panic distress syndrome."

I don't care.
We have to give him the hydrolase.

Her only sign of mental illness
is that she disagrees with you.

Some would consider
that a sign of sanity.

Not the kid. Let's ask him.

Oh, no, I forgot.
We can't. He's dying.

Get the mother to sign off
that she's refusing this treatment.

Good-bye.

"I, margo Davis,
have been informed of the risks

which may arise
from my refusal of advised medical care.

- I hereby release..."
- Who are you?

I work for the hospital.

"The Princeton-plainsboro
teaching hospital and its employees,

agents and othewvise,
from any adverse medical conditions

resulting from my refusal.

It is not the hospital's fault
if my son kicks off."

Kicks off?

I punched up the language,
mostly for clarification.

"I understand my doctors consider
my decision to be completely idiotic..."

Why are you doing this?

"But I am convinced
I know more than they do.

I took a biology
course in high school."

I assume that's... yeah.

"Besides, I enjoy controlling every
single aspect of my son's life,

even if it means his death."

Sign here, please.
I brought a pen.

Who are you?

I'm the doctor
who's trying to save your son.

You're the mom
who's letting him die.

Clarification,
it's a beautiful thing.

Man on pa: Dr. Morell,
contact the cap lab.

Dr. Morell, contact the cap lab.

She rethought her position.

- Start him on the hydrolase.
- No. We've got a problem.

Three. One, two, three.

Heart rate's 49.
02 stat, 84 and falling.

Saline,
atropine and Diazepam, now.

His name is chi ling.
He was admitted 12 minutes ago.

Identical symptoms as Matt.
Chase isn't sure he's gonna make it.

This one.

Matt's next-door neighbor,
by any chance?

They live 10 miles apart.

Apparently, they don't
even know each other.

We live in an apartment.
We have two bamboo trees.

No pesticides,
just dry seaweed for fertilizer.

The second kid's heart
is almost as weak as Matt's.

We may need to get
it wired up, too.

And I don't know how long
Matt's brain will hold up.

His heart's not
pumping enough oxygen.

- How much are you giving him?
- Eighty percent.

Make it 90.

We're risking
damage to his retina.

What the heck. Do it anyway.

He's a calculus student.

Probably likes having a brain.

I'll have foreman
take care of it.

I'm the primary.

Yeah, but the mom
wants to get rid of you.

And you know me.
I'm a people-pleasing kind of guy.

What, she complained? About me?

She went to the principal.

Told cuddy you took
drugs in high school.

This is gonna go
on your permanent record.

I was trying to get information.

It was a strategy.

She also used the word "slacker".
You wanna come in?

Smoke a little weed?
Watch some mtv?

High school has no idea
what could have happened.

You sure that chi didn't sneak
onto Matt's tomato patch?

Maybe they sniffed disulfoton
together to get high.

Same school, different grades,
different cliques, different everything.

They managed to get
poisoned together.

They must have
something in common.

Their classes aren't even
in the same building.

They don't even eat lunch
in the same lunchroom.

How do they get to school?

Bus driver: Unless you're with the
board, the police or the union,

I don't care who you are.

Sir, we need to test the bus
for chemical residue.

And I need to pick up
the basketball team.

You got a problem with that,
call my supervisor.

Two kids were poisoned
on your bus this morning.

They're dying.

My god. The things he said.

Dr. House wanted your son to get
the medicine he needed.

He was willing to do whatever
it took to make that happen.

- The wrong kind of medicine.
- He didn't know that.

At the time,
it was our only choice.

He would have known
if he had listened to me.

He listened.
He just assumed you were wrong.

To be honest,
that's true of most of our patients.

You're just as pompous
and superior as he is.

Bus driver: Matt is
back row, right.

The Asian kid,
first or second row, left.

- Okay.
- Look,

I got this rash in
kind of my groin region.

It's not a symptom.

Neither is being obnoxious.

Looks like you're in the clear.

So who poisoned them?

We're not sure yet
if it was done on purpose.

Oh, yeah? You ought to see
these little bastards,

screaming and
punching each other all day long.

Did you happen to notice
if anyone was doing any spraying

near the bus route?

Yeah, there was this truck
down by the pond

doing something or other.

It smelled kind of funny, too.

Dr. House!

Well, it took you long enough.
We've been waiting here...

Mr. Adams, would you
step outside for a moment?

- Why?
- Because you irritate me.

He is my son, doctor.

He's just a little
cranky from not eating.

Fine. Mrs. Adams, have you had
any recent sexual activity?

What?

Well, I don't
suppose fantasies count.

Oh, my god.

Unfortunately,
I've hit kind of a dry spell.

Only for the last,
I don't know, 15 years.

You see? She's confused.

My father died eight years ago.
Heart attack.

Not in bed, dear.

Why do you ask?

Because you have tested
positive for syphilis.

That's impossible!
And insulting.

I don't think
it's the first time

that mom has
heard this diagnosis.

Cupid's disease.

That's what we used to call it.

When did you get it?

1939, prom night, I think.
He had a Chevrolet.

It was before I met your father.

But you said that...

- You said dad was your first love.
- He was.

We're talking about sex.

But I was treated.

Which suppressed it,
in your case, for 60 years,

but now it's back, and the spirochetes
that cause syphilis

are eating away
at your brain cells.

That's revolting.

It's not as
revolting as chlamydia.

That's got seepage.

And it's the 21st century.

We've got flying cars,
robot dogs and penicillin.

High-dose regimen for two weeks,
you're cured.

- I can't believe this.
- Yeah, well, pinch yourself.

I guess for the next two weeks,
I'd better practice safe sex.

You'll be fine.
Just feed that cranky kid.

Cameron: The county's
worried about west nile,

so they sprayed ethyl parathion
right next to the bus route.

Do you have the hydrolase
for ethyl parathion?

Yeah, only one problem. Matt's mother
faxed his records to the CDC.

She refuses to
let us do anything

until she hears back from them.

Well, you're getting good
at this godlike doctor racket.

Why don't you talk
her out of this lunacy?

She's not really
a big fan of mine.

Or mine.

Well, only one man left in the bull pen,
and he throws like a girl.

I hate sports metaphors.

Give her the high, hard one.

We really think
the hydrolase is the only...

I'm thinking about transferring
Matt out of here.

Ms. Davis,
your son is very sick.

He won't survive a transfer.

I'm getting a second opinion
from the center for disease control.

Right. Look, when my
grandmother got sick...

What? You're gonna tell me some
tough decision you had to make?

I know how hard this is for you.

Maybe embroider
the story a little?

Make it fit?

I can't imagine
being in your position.

Honesty, a kind of
vulnerable honesty.

That's your thing.
And the looks.

Oh, boy.

They send a single woman
to hustle the single mom.

Actually, they sent a doctor

to tell you that if your son
doesn't get this treatment,

there's a good chance he'll die.

That's what house said about a treatment
that would have killed Matt.

You've gotta do
better than that.

No, it's on you.

You need to do better.
Right now. Yes or no?

- I don't know.
- Figure it out.

Wait.

Nurse!

Help! Woman: Okay. Coming.

Seizing. Suction.

Woman: Watch his head.

My son!

Coming.

Diazepam.

Woman: Got it.

Cameron: Suction.
Ten milligrams.

Cameron: Right.

He's not responding.
Another 10 milligrams.

You're killing him!

Margo: You're killing him!

Get her out of here.
Get her out of here!

Come on, ma'am. Ma'am?

Foreman: Their hearts are barely
pumping. Their lungs are shot.

Now they're
showing liver toxicity.

House: I guess Matt's mom
won't nominate us

for any
doctor-of-the-year awards.

Only explanation is they got poisoned
by something besides ethyl parathion.

Then the hydrolase would release
the neurotoxins

instead of bonding with them.

The only thing they have in common
is the bus.

Except their symptoms.

Given their severity and the fact their
cardiac symptoms are getting worse

much faster than their other ones,
what does that tell us?

The poison was probably absorbed
through the skin.

They were admitted
at 8:45 and 11:00.

When were they poisoned?

Absorption through the skin,
anywhere from three to eight hours.

In a case that bad,
more like one-and-a-half to four.

So Matt was poisoned before 7:15.
Before he got on the bus.

You're thinking each kid
got poisoned in his own house?

Two separate exposures?

What do teenage boys do in the morning,
besides the obvious?

Wake up, go to the bathroom,

then the obvious,
then check their zits in the mirror.

Do they both use
the same acne cream?

Because acne cream contains lanolin,
which could have pesticides,

and you're thinking
they both bought the same product.

It was contaminated.
Shaving cream.

Chi doesn't look like he shaves.

But he sweats.

Deodorant could contain lanolin.

Do these people have animals?

Chi has a dog. Matt has a cat.

- Fleas, flea powder.
- Okay. Go to their houses.

Check for anything that
might have touched their skin

between the time they got up
and the time they went to school.

And I'm running
low on tomato sauce.

Dr. House!

Hello.

- I sent you home.
- Well, I came back.

I took a cab,

so my son wouldn't try
to chaperone us this time.

I'm sorry, but the fact that
the sexual-pleasure center

of your cerebral cortex has been
over-stimulated by spirochetes,

it's a poor basis
for a relationship.

I learned that one the hard way.

Doctor, these feelings
that I've been having,

is it all because
of the syphilis?

Yes.

Then

here's the prescription
you gave me.

Well, it's not likely
I'm going to infect anyone.

No, but it'll kill you.

Well, gotta go sometime,

and I really don't
want to play canasta

for the rest of my life.

I like feeling sexy again,

making a fool out of myself
with handsome, young doctors.

Do you think that
I would have given you this

if it would stop you
from flirting with me?

Well, but if I'm cured...

Then all the spirochetes
will die off.

But the little pieces
of your cerebral cortex

that have been
destroyed won't grow back.

You're brain damaged.

Doomed to feeling good
for the rest of your life.

Really? Well, thank you.

Georgia.

When I stop being contagious,
I'll come by for a checkup.

Yeah.

Matt uses sure.

Chi uses old spice.

No zit cream.

Lucky kid.

Floral air freshener.

Doesn't matter.

When was the last time you heard
of a teenage boy

using air freshener?

- Pert shampoo.
- Johnson's over here.

Matt's mom would make him
use air freshener.

There are limits to a mother's power,
even hers.

Just check.

Negative on the floral.

Matt's alts are up to 800.

If they get any higher,
we can toss his liver.

- Yeah.
- No matches on flea powder

or underarm deodorant.

Or any other kind of deodorant.

What about shampoo?

No to shampoo, bar soap,
dish soap, dish detergent.

How about laundry detergent?

Maybe they both washed
their clothes this morning.

I'll check.

Foreman: You know,
if we cure Matt,

he can use his close brush with death
on his college essays.

Admission guys love that stuff.

That's how you got in, right?
Jailhouse diary?

Tko.

Tko.

- Liquid?
- Liquid, 128 ounces.

128, yellow jug. "Special..."

"Environmentally safe formula."

Cameron: It's the same.
Bring in the detergent.

So the detergent was contaminated
with pesticides?

Which soaked into their clothes

and got absorbed
into their skin.

House: Hi. Listen,
the clothes your son wore today,

he washed them
this morning, right?

What?

Nice, respectful Asian
kid does the laundry.

My wife said he didn't.

Well, then I'm betting he washed them
last night without you knowing.

He doesn't even know
how to turn on the machine.

And those clothes were new.

- Nobody washed them.
- His clothes are all new?

The ones he wore today, yes.
Never washed.

Now what?

What about Matt's clothes?
Were they new?

They're ratty
old jeans, I think.

They've been bagged
and taken downstairs.

- "Davis."
- yeah, they're Matt's.

And they're old.

And yet the label isn't faded
in the slightest.

Fake old.
$100 for the homeless look.

What? Kids aren't
pretentious in england?

Chi was wearing
a different brand.

How could they both
have been contaminated?

That is the question
for the ages.

Meantime, get these tested.

I never bother to wash
new clothes before I wear them.

Right. Your wife does.

She likes you feeling
nice and comfortable.

Hey, I'm a man.

I don't have time for laundry.
I'm saving lives here.

No, she doesn't
wash them, either.

So your skin absorbs a little dye,
the odd chemical here and there.

You know me,
Mr. Living-on-the-edge.

Judging by the self-importance
of your strut,

you have identified
the chemical in question.

Phosdfln.

Hit them with the hydrolase.

- Chi's parents said yes, but...
- Mighty mom said no.

Well, she's gonna
feel like a million bucks

when chi lives and her son dies.

Send Cameron.

She's the only one of you
who's managed to talk her into anything.

Not this time.
Matt's mom won't make a move

until she gets that
opinion from the CDC.

Godot would be faster.

What is this?

Thought I'd hang out.

In case you change your mind.

Then I could give Matt
the medicine right away.

Don't worry. I've got time.

- The CDC promised they'd call.
- I'm sure they will.

Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe the day after.

It takes time to
review faxed records.

Then they'll probably tell you

they can't make a decision
based on faxed records.

This is Suzie.

She's never gonna marry him.
No money.

What makes you think
you're right this time?

Same reason as last time.

If you wanna see how the other kid
does first, that's okay.

Might help you.

Although there's
a real good chance...

What? Matt might kick off?

That's a little blunt.

I was gonna say
"run out of time",

or just kind of
let my voice trail off.

Hello?

Yes, this is margo Davis.

But you have his records.
I sent them.

Yes, I understand.

They can't help me.

They haven't seen him.

- They can't make a decision...
- Give it to him.

"The CDC is unable to give an opinion
at this time, ma'am.

We're gonna have a doctor
in your area next week."

You fooled her with that?

House!

So I'm gonna be cured?

As long as you don't wear
any more poison pants.

I'm sorry, mom.

I knew the pants were stolen.

They were only five bucks.

You're gonna give me
hell, aren't you?

Honey, I'm just
glad you're alive.

Let's get you home
so you can rest.

Maybe I am too hard on you.

You don't have to make up
that test till next week.

You can stay in bed
and work on your applications.

Some guy was selling pants off the back
of his truck near the school.

When he wasn't busy
as a clothing entrepreneur,

he did day labor
at a cornfield out on route 1.

He used the same
truck for both jobs.

So he spilled pesticide on the pants
and was too lazy to clean up.

Real question is
why are you still here?

Why aren't you out there
making up with the joyful mother?

- Why would I do that?
- No reason at all.

If you don't care
about her or her son.

Dr. House.

The CDC called

- again.
- Oops.

Who are those guys?

They're the arrogant jerks
that saved your life.