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Jasper, hold still.

Stop squirming.
Hold still.

What did he do now?

He got in another fight.

And I can't get his nose
to stop bleeding.

You have to apply
much more pressure than that.

[coughing]

You had to do this today.

I got office hours.

Supposed to have dinner
with the Dean.

You just can't lash out
whenever you get angry.

He said I smell like a monkey.
Well, you do.

You can't refuse
to take a bath

and then hit kids
who tell you that you smell.

Damn!

Don't you think
we should call 911?

This isn't
his first nosebleed.

He'll be fine.

Daddy!

Hey, Lucy-goosey.

I'm playing doctor.

So am I.

Um, can you go back
and play?

Ow!

When was this fight?

Over ten minutes ago.

I feel dizzy.

Maybe you should make
that call.

Okay.

Daddy, look.
I can help.

No--that's great, honey.

Can you just please
leave Daddy alone?

(Janie)
One of my kids is bleeding
profusely from the nose.

Please hurry.
[slams phone]

They're sending an ambulance.

Call them back.

He'll be fine.

How you feeling, bud?

You lightheaded?

Lucy.

[struggling to breathe]

Oh my God.

Lucy, are you okay?
Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy, are you okay?

Lucy!

Lucy!

[Massive Attack's Teardrop]

*

Oh, for God's sake.

Stop.

Don't move.

The way the soft...

evening light
catches your eyes.

The gentle caress
of dusk

on your hair
as you turn around

and leave my office
without giving me that file.

Restrictive Pericarditis.

Boring.
She's in Kindergarten.

Less boring.

Or grandma's been held back
a few years.

It's calcified
and she's hypertensive.

Better get her
into surgery.

She already is
in surgery.

Tricky procedure.

Gonna take all night.

Sleep tight.

No congenital defects,
no health problems.

But her heart
is strangling itself.

Fascinating.

Since the pathology
on the pericardium

won't be back
until after they remove it.

Get started on her blood.

You can test
for viral infections,

bacteria...

Round up
the usual suspects.

Amyloidosis,

Sarcoidosis,
Hemochromatosis...

Heck. Go wild.
Do all the osises.

All taken care of.
Sleep tight.

(Foreman)
This thing is already
all around her heart.

If it gets into the muscle,
she's dead.

Best bet
is Coxsackie virus.

Parvovirus B-19,
CMV...

Bacterial infection's
more likely

to turn constrictive.

It could be TB.
Right.

Forgot about the part
where she did time

in a Russian gulag.

Her hematocrit's elevated.

A few extra red blood cells
means nothing.

She's probably
just dehydrated.

Yes, and I could assume
three or four things

to fit my theory too.
She's sick.

She obviously
hasn't been drinking--

Enough!

I take it you two aren't
sleeping together anymore?

We do what House said.

We test for everything.

Good.
Then I can go home.

Since when does we
not include you?

Well, House is gonna
call us idiots anyway.

Might as well be
a well-rested idiot.

You guys are idiots.

Why?

Because we stayed up
all night

doing exactly
what you told us to do?

No, because you stayed up
all night

doing exactly
what I told you to do

and have nothing to show
for it.

We eliminated
dozens of wrong answers.

I asked you
what two plus two equals.

And a day later,

you tell me, not 25.

Pathology report
just got filed.

Found granulomas
in Lucy's pericardium.

Indicates
a fungal infection.

Nice work.

He went home.

Work smart, not hard.

Find out which fungus.

Biopsy a lymph node.

Take "employee
of the month" with you.

I would rather Foreman--

I know.

I don't want
anymore shots.

[imitating]
I don't want anymore shots.

Jasper.

Look at me, Goosey.

Squeeze my hand,
okay?

This will tell us
why you're sick,

so we can make you
all better.

Where would she
pick up a fungus?

Anywhere moist.

Around a pool, locker room,
public shower.

She doesn't have
any gym or swim classes.

She doesn't even
like to play with kids outside.

Haven't taken any trips?
Gone anywhere new?

It's been hard to get away...
since their mom.

My mom's dead.

I'm sorry.

Last year.
Brain cancer.

You're gonna stick that thing
in her arm?

Cool!

The cool part is,
your sister won't feel a thing.

Nice necklace.

Thanks.

You like videogames?

Love them.

That should do it.

You okay?

I want my bunny.

Are you being silly?

I don't know
which one to take.

What do you mean?

What's happening?

So what does
the double vision tell us?

Slit lamp revealed
the eye's anterior chamber

is swollen.

Uveitis.

Means it's not
a post-op effect

and it's not neurological.

It's not fungal either.

The lymph node biopsy
was clean.

So we're back
to square one.

One and a half.

We've eliminated
two more conditions.
Yes.

Two plus two doesn't equal 12
or 16 either.

Vision issues
plus screwy heart

equals some type
of auto-immune.

Lupus and Kawasaki's
are the most common

in a six-year-old.

Yeah, tough to find
a six-year-old

who doesn't have Lupus
or Kawasaki's.

Did you look at her knees?

Those knobby things
in the middle of her legs.

Any scars or scabs?

What does that have
to do...

Most six-year-olds
hurt themselves a lot.

The crash their bikes,

climb trees,
bungee jump.

Dad said she doesn't like
to run around outside.

Because running around
outside hurts.

She didn't mention
anything about...

Most six-year-olds
are not familiar

with the phrase,
"My joints feel inflamed."

So two plus two equals...

Juvenile Rheumatoid
Arthritis.

We're checking her ANA
to confirm

and giving her steroids
to fix her vision.

Some idiot gave me two tickets
for a play tonight.

Saved his life.

Apparently worth $186.

Sorry,
I had to take a leak.

Oh, I...

I didn't know
you were seeing a patient.

It's an exam room.

What did you think
I was doing?

What you usually do--
hiding from Cuddy.

Be stupid
to do it in here.

There's a patient
in here.

You been drinking more?

Uh, no, I...

Guy's peeing all the time.

The play, interested?

Sure.
You want me to pick you up?

I'm not going.
You said two tickets.

You thought
this was a date?

Any other symptoms?

My stomach hurts.

I have back pain
and muscle aches.

I feel dizzy.

And I have trouble concentrating
sometimes in class.

I really should...

You want the tickets or not?

Why don't you wanna go
with me?

It's a play.

Dudes only go to plays
if they're dragged by women

they're hoping to see naked.

So why are you giving them
to me?

Maybe there's someone
you wanna see naked.

I--

all right.

Any fever?

No.

Anything in your pee
other than pee?

No.

I'm gonna need
a urine sample.

No.

Yeah, that last one
wasn't a question.

You might have diabetes.

I can't pee in public.

We have bathrooms.

I can't pee
in public bathrooms.

Where can you pee?

I only live a few miles
from here.

I thought arthritis was
for old people.

JRA's an autoimmune disease.

Her body's
attacking itself,

causing inflammation
in the joints,

her eyes,
and her heart.

Is it treatable?

It can be crippling.

But it can also go
into complete remission.

Well, the good thing is
we caught it early.

Gives her the best chance
to have a positive outcome.

Da--

Don't get up, Goosey.

Your stitches.

She's having a stroke.

(Foreman)
Stroke was caused
by a clot

in her middle
cerebral artery.

Started her on tPA.

Should dissolve the clot
and hopefully

prevent brain damage.

But we won't know for sure

until she regains
consciousness.

Or she has another stroke.

Arthritis...

heart disease.

Why can't this kid
act her age?

JRA doesn't affect the blood.

Means the clot's
a symptom of something else.

It's a symptom
of polycythemia.

She's fully hydrated.

Her blood's still thicker
than pancake batter.

Thick blood
explains the stroke.

Can also have caused
an auto-immune response.

Which would explain
the JRA kicking into gear.

But what explains
the thick blood?

Lack of oxygen

forces the body
to overproduce red cells.

What explains
the lack of oxygen?

Carbon monoxide fumes,

cigarette smoke.

I doubt our patient's
a smoker.

Dad could be.

He's not.

He says he's not.

Hey!

Don't make me turn the hose
on you two.

Chase is right.

You two go check the house.

See if Dad's
a closet Marlboro Man.

You're intentionally
punishing us.

By making you do your job?

It does seem
kind of cruel, doesn't it?

Take along
a carbon monoxide detector

to check for leaks.

And you,
start her on hydroxyurea

to control her red blood cell
production.

Dig out a Merck manual,
medieval edition,

tell you how
to drain a pint or two

so she doesn't clot again.

Dr. Cameron!

I got you flowers.

For helping my sister.

That's so sweet.

Does your dad
know you're down here?

Yes.

Congratulations
on your bundle of joy.

Something
you forgot to tell me?

You should take these back
to where you found them.

Okay.

Excuse me, can you make sure
these flowers

and this kid get back
to where they belong?

Sure.
Thanks.

Let's go.

Come on.

Wait.

(Deran)
So you're just draining blood
from her?

You're not testing it,
you're not fixing it?

Your daughter's
vascular system

is engorged with blood.

Draining some reduces
the chances of another stroke.

We're also starting her
on a drug

that suppresses
the production of red cells

so we don't have
to keep doing this.

Good chance
she'll make a full recovery.

She hasn't spoken yet.

Give her time.

Uh, this is your boy?

Where have you been?

Exploring.

See ya.

Thank you.

You know,
you just can't run off

without telling me.

Okay.
Can I have two dollars?

Oven's a long shot.

They'd smell the gas
long before

anyone got sick.

Yeah, right.

House loves it
when we skip something

'cause it's a long shot.

Why'd you take the flower?
Why'd you kiss him?

He did something sweet.

He stole flowers.

He's eight.

You were trying
to make me jealous.

Yeah, I want you to profess
your love for me.

Oh, wait,
you already did that.

And it caused me
to end our relationship.

You're enabling a thief.

And a delinquent.

Letters from school.

Fights, detentions,
a parent conference.

Oh, I know, I know.

The bad boy is hard
to resist.

It's a crush.
It's harmless.

It's never harmless.

So I'm learning.

So this is us now?

We snipe at each other?

I'm not sniping,
I'm looking for a vent.

Her room's directly
above the garage.

There's all sorts
of CO sources down there.

I found a vent.

I think
there's something in it.

This isn't right.

You dumped me.
You don't get to be mad.

We had a really good thing.

You broke the rules.
I'm angry.

I'll get over it.

She's being abused.

(Foreman)
A bloody t-shirt
doesn't equal abuse.

Kids get hurt all the time.

That amount of blood?

Oh, crap.

You two are agreeing again.

Father's overwhelmed.

Hectic job,
his wife passed away last year.

He could easily

be taking it out on the kids.

Or she had a nosebleed
and grabbed a t-shirt.

(Chase)
She's so ashamed
of a nosebleed

she has to hide
the evidence

in a vent
under her bed.

She's socially isolated,
the brother's always in trouble.

It's classic signs.

But no physical signs.
No marks on her body.

No bruises at all.

What if it's sexual?

We should call
Social Services.

Well, this sucks.

Either it's abuse
or it's not abuse.

Which means
either it's a symptom

or it's completely
irrelevant.

Either way,
we gotta waste half a day

figuring out which.

Full physical exam.

Look for bruises
we may have missed.

Check her mouth
and do a vaginal exam.

We can't do a vaginal exam

on a six-year-old
without the dad's consent.

And if
he's abusing her,

he'll never say yes.

Never is just "reven"
spelled backwards.

Have you been abusing
your daughter?

What?

Why would you...

We found this hidden
in a vent under her bed.

I don't know anything
about this.

Maybe she had
a bloody nose.

We need to examine her
for abuse.

You can't really think I...

Maybe you,
maybe the school bully,

maybe the creepy neighbor.

I'm guessing you're not paying
as much attention

as you should be.

You even know
where your son is right now?

Yeah, he was here just...

here a minute ago.

She isn't being abused.

Unfortunately, that answer
doesn't help me.

If you have abused her,

you're obviously
gonna lie about it.

I'm not lying!

We need to do
a vaginal exam.

No, she may be dying,
she still can't talk,

and you're gonna
waste your time with this?

You consent, and we waste
a few hours doing the exam,

or you refuse
and I call Social Services.

And they waste three days
doing the investigation

which ends with them
doing the exam anyway.

I'm gonna look
inside your mouth.

Open wide.

I need to look at your chest
and your back next, okay?

I know you can't talk
so stop me if you get scared.

Before you came here,

did anyone hurt you?

Make you bleed?

I need to look
in your vagina now.

Do you understand?

I'm a doctor,
so it's okay, all right?

Bend your knees,
keep your ankles together.

And just let your knees
fall to the side, okay?

Oh, my God.

She has cuts all over
her genital area.

Like slices.

Some are almost healed,
but some are new.

She could be doing it
to herself.

She's a little young
to be cutting.

She's a little young
for a stroke.

Depression accounts
for the cuts.

Molestation accounts
for the depression.

But do the cuts
account for all that blood?

They weren't deep enough.

So she's getting cut,

but that's not
the source of the blood?

The other obvious source
is forcible penetration.

Obvious source of the blood,
not the cuts.

And there was no tearing.

There was no evidence
at all.

So we have no explanation
for the cuts or the blood.

Where is he?

What if our original assumption
was wrong?

Meaning what?

We found a t-shirt
covered with blood

hidden in the heating vent.

How do we know
it's even hers?

Her dad identified it.

Not the shirt, the blood.

Are--are those
the urine test results?

Yes.

And...

I'm going to ask you
for some blood.

Why?

To see if your answer
will be,

I can't bleed in public.

This wasn't your urine,
was it?

Why would I give you
someone else's urine?

The usual reason is because
you're on steroids.

I'm not an athlete.

Duh.

Second favorite reason

is because you're on drugs.

I'm not.
I am.

Third favorite reason is,

you have insurance,

but your friend Eggs Benedict
doesn't.

So eggs describes
a list of symptoms

and you repeat them
to a doctor.

Which is particularly stupid

because this is
a free clinic.

Need you.
Now.

My work here is done.

Am I okay?
Is it diabetes?

No, you're pregnant.

Six-year-old abuse victim

and you haven't called
Social Services?

She might have been abused?

That's horrifying.

Why are you wearing
extra concealer

under your eyes?

The law is clear.

You suspect abuse,
you call the authorities.

You don't proceed as usual

while the possible abuser
sits by her bedside.

Dad consented to the exam,

which means
it's not the dad.

How late were you out
last night?

It's always the dad.

And I don't have a curfew.

Panty hamster get a spin
on its wheel?

I went to a play.

House, you are going
back to your office.

You are picking up
your phone,

calling Social Services,

and you are reporting
suspected abuse.

Do you understand?

What play?

You're trying to have sex
with Cuddy.

Fries?

You took her to a play.

You only take women to plays
because--

No, you only take women
to plays for that reason.

That's your theory.

Okay, then why
did you take her to a play?

She's a friend.

A friend
with a squish mitten.

It is possible to have a friend
of the opposite sex.

Blasphemer!

She's not a friend
of the opposite sex,

she's a different species.

She's an administrator.

She's gonna eat your head
after she's done.

Yes, I slept with her.

Seriously?

No.

Yes, you did.

Yes, I did.

Seriously?

No.
You got a problem, House.

We just tested the blood
on Lucy's t-shirt.

It's full
of endometrial cells.

So it's not her blood.

We tested that too.
It is.

Your six-year-old patient?

It's menstrual blood.

She's started puberty.

(Daren)
How can someone
start puberty

before they even
start the first grade?

She was in diapers
two years ago.

For some reason, her body
has too much sex hormone.

Caused her reproductive system
to get confused.

Start operating prematurely.

We need to find out
the source of the hormones

and cut it off.

She's so young.

I haven't even...
talked to her about sex.

I doubt she even knows
what a period is.

Girls talk to their moms
about that.

You're going
to be okay, Goosey.

I love you.

I...

want...

juice.

She got her period
and didn't know what it was.

She was scared
and confused.

Her friend told her
to put a t-shirt

in her underwear.

When she started growing
pubic hair,

she snuck daddy's razor
and tried to shave it off.

Apparently, forgot
to sneak the shaving cream.

Tumors, most likely.

A pituitary adenoma would send
her hormone level sky-high.

(Cameron)
In Puerto Rico in the '70s,

there was an epidemic
of kids growing breasts

because of estrogen
in the poultry.

If it was in the food,
it would be an epidemic.

We've got one kid.

She's six.
She's tiny.

She lives on chicken fingers
and milk.

Dad doesn't look like the type
to read labels.

He's probably buying stuff

packed full of hormones.

Excellent argument.

It's a tumor.

There's all sorts
of environmental sources:

pesticides, soy products.

Some shampoos are basically
a placenta in a bottle.

If the tumor's not
in her brain,

it's her reproductive tract.

Get an MRI.

Can I at least--

Waste your time?

Wouldn't recognize you
if you didn't.

(Foreman)
Frontal cortex is clean.

Moving caudally.

For the record,

Cameron's the one
who broke it off.

Not interested.

No masses
in the hypothalamus.

I wanted more.

She didn't share
my feelings.

I feel like
I'm in a similar position.

Pituitary's clean.

You're an idiot.

Either she's lying,

or she's actually
emotionally detached.

Which one sounds more
like Cameron to you?

Neither.

You have to choose one.

There's a bright spot
on the left ovary.

Looks like a solid tumor.

They printed my letter.

You were right.

Of course I was.

What are we talking about?

They printed my letter.
Great.

Cuddy.

You wanna see her naked.

No, no, no.
She wants to see me naked.

She sent me flowers.

She's just thanking you
for the play.

See, some people feel
an emotion called gratitude--

There's a card.
I suspected.

Explains how you knew
who they were from.

"Let's do it again...
soon.

XX, Lisa."

X's are the kisses, right?

No, I think
they're the hugs.

The O's are the kisses.

No, no.

The X's are definitely
the kisses.

"Soon" is its own sentence.

I gotta go!

I'll miss you.

You were a good friend.

They printed my letter.

How was the play,
Mrs. Lincoln?

What's up with Wilson?

He's just a little freaked.

Why?

I sent him flowers.

Jasper, you're not supposed
to be up here.

Is that other doctor
your boyfriend?

No.

Your dad's probably
looking for you.

He's got enough
to worry about right now.

Do you like him?

He's a friend.

Do you like him
like him?

We should get you
back to your dad.

Let me put this down
and I'll take you there.

I could be
your boyfriend.

I...

think that wouldn't be fair
to the girls your own age.

He seems like a tool.

He's not.
And that's rude.

I'm taking you back
to your father.

Mass is small--
about a centimeter across.

(Chase)
Firing the biopsy needle.

[rapid beeping]

You nick an artery?

No.

She's in V-tach;
no pulse.

Charging 50.
Clear!

Clear!

Clear!

Arrhythmia must've been
a reaction to the hydroxyurea.

We have to stop
the drug therapy.

Her bone marrow
will just go back

to overproducing
blood cells.

She'll keep having strokes,

and we'll have to keep
bleeding her...forever.

We resect the tumor,

hormone levels go back
to normal,

her symptoms go away.

[scoffs]

Great plan...

except for the fact
that her tumor's not a tumor.

It's a benign cyst.

If it's not a tumor,

that just leaves
an environmental source.

Feeling another late night.

[exhale]

I'm gonna
leave you two alone.

You're kidding me,
right?
What?

The answer's right there.

It's just a question
of finding it.

You don't need me
for that.

Don't get the mochaccino.

They screwed up

and put hot chocolate
in the dispenser.

Thank you.

You were right.

The eight-year-old kid
grabbed my ass.

I shouldn't have
encouraged him.

Well, I was a boy once.
I know how they think.

You were a pervert
at eight?

Maybe 11.

I didn't realize
you were gonna get hurt.

I'm sorry I misled you.

You didn't.

You have feelings
for me.

You come back to me
again and again.

For sex.

It's a simple,
physical--

You have feelings
for puppies

and patients
that you barely know.

But when it comes to a guy

that you've worked with
for three years,

had sex with,

spent the night with...

you're telling me
you feel nothing?

Absolutely nothing?

Get away from her!
Don't touch her!

I'll kill you
if you touch her!

Jasper!

Get him off! Ah!

He's biting me!
Get him off!

(TV announcer #1)
What is he gonna do?!

(announcer #2)
He stopped and looked at him
from the top rope.

But now he's scaling!

(announcer #1)
No way!

[phone ringing]

Somebody better be dying.

Lucy's big brother's got
a crush on me

so he bit the crap
out of Chase.

(House)
And I care because...?

Just thought
you might wanna know

when one of your employees
gets attacked by a sociopath.

(House)
Bees or monkeys, yes.

Sociopaths, no.

(announcer #2)
Doesn't have sense enough
to know he wasn't pinned.

(announcer #1)
He's not a man.
He is a monster!

(announcer #2)
No way!

(announcer #1)
We gotta take
another look at this...

[phone ringing]

Hello.
He's not a sociopath.

How do you know?

(House)
He's acting logically.

He's got a crush on you.

He's being aggressive
about it.

Not just regular aggressive...

he's out-of-his-mind-
on-hormones aggressive.

You think he's--

You better figure out
what's killing the girl...

because
her brother's got it too.

(Chase)
Jasper's got 100 times

more testosterone

than a healthy,
eight-year-old.

But we scanned his brain
and reproductive tract--

no hormone-secreting
tumors.

Not surprised.
What's more likely?

Brother and sister get
the same type of tumor

at exactly the same time

or they both play
in the same toxic sandbox?

(Cameron)
Yes, you would think thatif,
for some reason,

you were completely unaware
of the fact

we spent the entire night
testing everything

from that home.

It was all negative.

You went home?

Good for you.
Delegate.

We're not his subordinates.

Making it
all the more impressive.

What if it's genetic?

Anyone else think
it's more than a coincidence

these kids have symptoms

that could be caused
by a brain tumor,

which is exactly
what killed their mom?

(Foreman)
You just said
there were no tumors.

We scanned both their brains.

They looked clean.

So did their moms,
until it didn't.

It can't be genetic.

Mom had none
of the same symptoms.

Yes, she did.

If the symptoms were pubic hair
and menstruation.

That's ridiculous.

If menstruation is a symptom
of brain cancer,

than I should be on chemo
right now.

That's ridiculous.

You're way too skinny
to be menstruating.

(Chase)
What if the mom had
other problems...

symptoms her doctors ignored
on account of the fact

she was already dying?

Pull all her medical records.

Find any similarities
to our patients.

Punch the little brat
on the nose

so he doesn't have a stroke
like his sister.

I'm not sick.

Just trying to keep you
that way.

I want Dr. Cameron
to do mine.

Trust me.

You don't want her cutting you
right now.

So...

Jasper's
behavioral issues...

Could be a function of
the increased testosterone.

Hopefully,
he'll be a delight

as soon
as we figure this out.

My tummy hurts!

It hurts!

No, it doesn't.
Don't be such a baby.

My tummy hurts!

Where in your tummy?

It hurts!

It hurts!

[screaming]

Stomach pain is
from a cyst

in her pancreas.

I found two more in her kidneys
and one in her lung.

They weren't there
48 hours ago.

The hormones are making her body
go haywire.

She gets one in her brain
or heart,

she's dead.

No pressure though.

Mom was perfectly healthy

until she got cancer.

She had none of the symptoms
the kids have.

It's not genetic.
It's not environmental.

It's gotta be
a pituitary adenoma.

Yes, that would make
complete sense

if we had one.

Just because
we haven't found anything

on the scan

doesn't mean
it's not there.

You should remove
her pituitary gland.

Two siblings, same condition.

It's gotta be genetic
or environmental.

We add in the same time

and we're back
to just environmental.

(Chase)
Yes, and that would make
complete sense

if there was anything
in her environment.

That's 'cause we haven't
found anything yet.

(Foreman)
She's been out
of her environment

for four days

and she's still
getting worse.

I'm getting
the father's consent.

No!

We have no evidence.

This is your process,
House.

You asked us
what two plus two is.

We've eliminated every number
except for four.

She needs brain surgery.

The ovaries produce
sex hormones

in response to a signal
from the pituitary gland.

Since we know
the ovaries are fine,

the most likely cause--

"Most likely" means
she wants to root around

inside your
little girl's brain

without any guarantee
that it'll work.

That's why she's holding off
on doing your son.

Dr. House knows

that unfortunately,

we've ruled out
every other option.

We need to resect
Lucy's pituitary before--

Who else visits
these kids?

They don't have any family
in town.

You got a girlfriend?

No one visits.

School?
They don't go
to the same school.

House, I've--
Nanny?

They don't have one.

They go to
an after-school day care,

but none of the other kids
are sick.

Yet.

It took your son
twice as long

to develop symptoms
as your daughter.

Maybe the other kids
are just slow.

We wait
and your daughter may die.

She does this,
your daughter will need

hormone-replacement therapy
for the rest of her life.

The treatments
are extremely effective.

She should lead
a relatively normal life.

And isn't that
every parent's dream?

To have a kid grow up
to be relatively normal?

My husband died
of thyroid cancer

that metastasized
to his brain.

I've been there.

I know how terrifying
this can be.

I am telling you that
this is your best chance

to save
your daughter's life.

You did not just play
the dead husband card.

My wife died

because she signed
a consent form

that I didn't want her
to sign.

Died.

Thank you.

How did you know?

Know what?

That the other kids
weren't sick.

You've been here
for four days.

I just--

I would've heard.

Right.

Do you have hair
on your special place?

Miss Janie!

Can I help you?

I'm a doctor.

Two of your kids are sick
and I need to know why.

You think
they got sick here?

I think
you're dating their dad.

He told you?

No...

and I don't really care
why he didn't.

I just need to know
how often you go to their house

and what you bring.

I don't.

Shampoos, fancy soaps?

Kids get in your bag?

I've never been
to their house.

They just lost their mom.

And we thought
it was too soon.

Why are you staring
at me?

Lip wax?

I just had it done
over lunch.

Mani-pedi?

No...
just the wax.

Women get a wax,

it's part of the whole
self-indulgent, beauty ritual.

Pedicure, steam,
cucumber masks.

No one runs out of lunch
just to get a lip wax,

unless you woke up

looking
like Yosemite Sam.

You're an ass.

Cameron.

It's always the dad.

Excess facial hair
in women.

It's a clear sign
of hormonal imbalance.

Exactly what
the little kiddies have.

Is there something wrong
at the day care center?

There's something wrong
in your pants.

She's a lot younger
than I am.

I...use a...

male-enhancement cream
to keep up with her.

What does this have
to do--

It never occurred to you
to get a prescription

instead of some penis pumper
loaded with testosterone?

I keep it at the gym.

I apply it daily
in the shower

just like it says
on the bottle.

It's never been
in my home.

It's obviously never been
near the kids.

But y have.

We been through that.

I'm not a pervert
or a pedophile!

30% of our waste is excreted
through our skin.

That sounds high.

That's why you stink
after eating garlic.

Jack waters his beanstalk
every day for a week.

He's oozing bean curd
out of his pores for a month.

Every time
you gave the little tykes a hug,

you gave them a dose
of testosterone.

Small for you,

but more than
their little bodies can handle.

So...I did this to them?

Just...holding their hands?

Uh-huh.

If I stop using it?

You'll be floppy,
they'll be fine.

Give it back.

He'll still be eight.

[door opens]

[exhale]

Mm!

You okay?

Yeah, I think so.

Talk to Cuddy?
No, not yet.

I don't know what to say.

Just be straight
with her.

I'm not sure what that is.

I can't stop thinking
about her.

In what way?

Maybe she's right.
Maybe.

Maybe this is worth exploring.

Are you sure
that she feels--

She sent me flowers.

How do I do this?

What do I say?

Cameron would tell you
to say how you feel.

Me, I'd get her drunk.

I'm not gonna say
anything.

I'm just gonna walk...

into her office
and I'm gonna kiss her.

That's a...bold move.

Cuddy likes bold.

Yeah, you're right.

If you spoke,
you'd say something stupid.

Yeah, I mean,

I'll either get a girlfriend
or get fired.

Okay.

Yeah, okay.
Okay.

All right.

You!

You...you!

You were gonna
let me do that?!

You made
a compelling argument.

You sent those flowers
to me!

Yes, because you took her
to a play.

Because actually
you do want

to march down there
and kiss her.

No, I don't!

Yes, you do!

[exhale]

You're right.

Seriously?

No.

You're a jerk.

Night, Wilson.

Night, House.

They're beautiful.

I thought about
what you said.

And I really don't want
a relationship with you.

I know.

I also know
you like flowers.

(Cuddy)
I don't get the whole
May-December thing.

Give him a break.
It's May-October at worst.

Well, why can't it be
October-October?

May is when things start
to get hot.

If that guy wasn't
trying so hard

to keep up with a woman
half his age,

he wouldn't have
almost killed both his kids.

Guy gets a little
something-something...

couple of kids
have to die...

circle of life.

So many people.

So much energy and drama
just trying to find someone

who's almost never
the right person anyway.

It just...
shouldn't be so hard.

I got tickets
to a play.

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