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Ladies and gentlemen,
step around, gather around.

Let me show you a way to make
a little easy money.

Understand
what I'm sayin'?

These are the blacks,
don't follow the blacks.

You want to follow
the Queen--know why?

'Cause she's red,
and that means she is hot!

So you gotta find
the Queen.

The first of the day
is free to play.

Who wants to play?

You look interested,
my man.

You want to step on up?

Come on, now,
who wants to play?

What about you, sweetie?
You're cute, come on up.

Cute girls
win money all day.

You look lucky, now.

Follow the Queen,
here we go.

Follow the Queen,
follow the Queen.

She ain't no Helen Mirren,

but this Queen is
for you.

Which one is it?
Which one is it?

It's right there.

Right there?

Bam!
Hoo-hoo!

Beginner's luck.

I'll tell you what,

takes a woman
to know a woman,

takes a lady
to find a Queen.

There you go--oh...

want to double up?
All right.

We gonna chance it,
we gonna chance it.

All right, here we go,
here we go.

All you gotta do is
find your Queen.

You will not win again.
You will not win again.

All right, here we go,
here we go--find your Queen.

Find your Queen.
Where is she?

Boom--
can you find her?

Right there.

This one?

Oh, my gosh,
she is killin' me.

She is taking
all my rent.

Anybody else want
to get behind

the good-luck girl?

I can do it.
You can do it?

You're next.

Give me a chance to get
my money back

or I'm gonna be out here
sleeping on the street.

Here we go.
Ready?

This is the last time.

I'm not messin' no more.

You're taking
all my money, girl.

Here we go.
This is your last chance.

Follow the Queen,
follow the Queen.

Where's she at?

I'll show you one time.
There she is, boom, boom, boom.

Pick a card.

Uh, I can't decide.

What do you mean?

Just pick a card,
just make a decision.

I can't decide.
Any card will do.

Left, right, center?
I don't--I don't know.

Do you want the right?!
I don't know.

The left?

The center?
I don't know. I--

Move out the way,
let somebody else play then.

I can't decide.

I--I can't.

You want to flip a coin
for it?

What's wrong with me?

[Massive Attack's Teardrop]

*

Scariest 30 seconds
of my life.

I couldn't do anything.

It's like I couldn't move
inside my head.

It's called abulia,

the inability
to make a decision

or exercise will.

Is it gonna happen again?

It's part of a T.I.A.--
a Transient Ischemic Attack.

Blood was cut off

to a section
of your frontal lobe.

Is that like a stroke
or something?

A little.

What drugs have you
taken recently?

No drugs.

Toxins are another
possibility.

You might have been exposed to
something at work, for instance.

No real job right now.

Exposure can build up
over time

and lie dormant
for a while.

What was your last job?
Pet store.

Exotic pets?
Tropical fish.

And before that?

Unemployment.

And before that

I sold subscriptions
on the phone.

And before that,
unemployment.

Before that I worked
at Jeans Gone Wild.

Before that,
unemployment.

Before that,
I walked dogs.

And before that...

Loss of free will.

I like it.

Maybe we can get
Thomas Aquinas in

for a consult.

What caused the T.I.A.?

Arteries are clear.
No sign of a clot.

Could've dissolved.

Most likely came
from her heart.

We should do
a bubble study.

(Foreman)
Clots are unlikely
in a 29-year-old

who's not on the pill.

It's probably a vaso-spasm
caused by drugs.

(Chase)
I don't think so.

She goes from job
to job.

Maybe there's come kind
of A.D.D. here.

Help us pinpoint
where the neurological--

She goes from job to job
because she's a scam artist.

She works just long enough
to qualify for unemployment,

then gets fired
and gets high.

I still don't think
it's drugs.

Did you check
for infection?

(Foreman)
LP showed nothing.

No fever,
white blood count is normal.

Could be toxic exposure.

You're the one always saying
it must be drugs.

You figure he's a minority,
she must be stoned?

You know that's not
what I--

(Chase)
She seems like
a nice girl.

(Foreman)
You haven't met her!

She was pregnant at 15,
dropped out of high school.

She's a real overachiever.

(Chase)
Come on, cut her some slack--
her baby died of SIDS.

(Foreman)
This isn't some romantic story

about a nice girl scarred
by tragedy.

She's a drug-using scam artist
scarred by tragedy.

On the other hand,

her tox-screen
just came back.

She's clean.

You're wasting my time.
He's waste--

Second ex-Mrs. Wilson
want money?

I am no longer
paying alimony.

She wanted
her independence,

so she got
her Realtor's license.

Market's doing badly,
she wants money.

The market's
doing badly,

she's moving
into a condo.

She wants--
She wants me
to take Hector.

[pronounced exhale]
Pool boy?

Dog.

No longer interested.

We got him
on our honeymoon.

So I'm, like,
the other parent.

But I can't take him.

My hotel doesn't
allow dogs.

Besides,
I'm always here.

I asked Cuddy
to a play Thursday.

[chuckles]

Oh, you--okay.

She said she was busy.

And you didn't
believe her,

so you bribed a janitor,

broke into
her computer,

checked her appointments--

I asked her
as a test.

What would you have learned
if she'd said yes?

A lot about bondage.

She's busy for me,
but not for you.

She's not interested
in the play qua play,

she's interested in you.

No, I'm not getting sucked
into the vortex

of your insanity again.

Don't pass me notes
in class,

don't tell me to ask her
to the prom.

You cannot see her
socially.

You're leading her on.

I'll consider that,

after I take her
to the Hockney exhibit.

On Thursday.

See, she is busy.

It's not a date.

She enjoyed the play.

I enjoyed her
enjoying the play.

The woman works hard.

It's nice
to see her relax.

So all this enjoying
is an act of charity?

I'm keeping the receipts
for tax purposes.

What's life
without the ability

to make stupid choices?

She needs
her free will.

Find out why her brain froze
before she can't decide

to take her next breath.

You find the toxins,
you run the bubble study.

You won't find anything,

but I'll get the office
to myself.

There's a lot of porn piling up
on the internet.

Doesn't download itself.

[ding]

Eric...Eric!

Hello, Mr. Foreman.

Dr. Chase, how are you?
Good.

You're lucky you caught us--

I'll meet you outside.

Hey, Dad.

Uh, I've gotta go.

Why are you here?

Everything okay?

Good as ever.

We're staying at a hotel
down the street.

You didn't bring Mom
with you?

It's gonna be
her 60th birthday

in a few days.

I know--we talked about it
on the phone.

You said you couldn't
come home.

You didn't have to come.

You haven't been home
in eight years.

She should see you...

while she still knows
who you are.

Dad, I've talked to her
on the phone.

She only knows
who I am...sometimes.

Sometimes...
is important.

So what's up with your dad?

Didn't know he was gonna
be in town?

No.

A building this old,

there could be
toxic exposure anywhere.

Asbestos, mold,

the coloring agents
in the old wallpaper.

Or it could be drugs.

I thought we ruled out--

Clean tox-screen means

drugs didn't cause
the T.I.A.

Drugs can be laced
with toxic substances.

Arsenic, rat poison.

The drugs wash out
of her system,

the toxins stick around.

Exposure could come about
any number of ways.

There's no reason to assume
it was through drug use.

Absolutely,
except for the crack pipe.

I'll test her blood
for arsenic and rat poison.

Yeah, you'd like that,
wouldn't you?

Your dad asked you out
for dinner?

I'll do the tests.

You're stuck
with your family.

You like Hockney?

You heard about that.

The pop stuff
or the Venezuelan pictures?

That's a trick question.

Yes, but you have
no idea

how it's a trick.

I like art.
I'm open to new things.

What's the problem?

You're going to a gallery

to see Venezuelan pictures
that don't exist,

but you won't go to a play
with me.

Why?
House,
why is my social life

suddenly red hot?

One minute I'm mushing along
with the huskies, as usual,

and suddenly
it's global warming.

You think you saw
somebody else

pick up a toy
from the sandbox,

and suddenly you want it.

Is that why
you said no?

Maybe I just want a friend,

and I thought Wilson was
a safe choice.

I'm not safe?

Cool.

James Wilson is never
the safe choice.

We're going to a gallery,
we're not getting married.

Sure, you say that now.

He always marries 'em
in the end.

(Alicia)
Is that Eric?

Eric!

Oho ho ho.

Oh, baby, baby.

I wanted to find
that picture I took

at your high school
graduation.

I had it re-framed.

It's in one
of these suitcases,

but I don't know--

You could show it
to me later.

Your father wants to know
if you've been praying.

You don't have to just

come out with it
like that.

But I only want to know
if you're happy.

Sure, I'm okay.

You like it here,
you have friends?

Yeah,
everything's great, Mom.

That's why I brought
the picture for you.

I remember when
you were little,

you liked to look
in the back of the math book

because you knew
even though

it made no sense then,

by the end of the year,
you'd understand it all.

That's why you brought
the picture?

You wanted to look ahead

to see how far
you'd go.

Now you're a grown man,

I thought you might like
to look back

to see how far
you've come.

It all makes sense now,
doesn't it?

That isn't mine.

It was in your closet.
[coughs]

It belongs to this guy
who used to live with me.

You might want
to let him know

he's got arsenic poisoning.

We should get a sample
of his hair

so we can see the extent--

[coughing]
But I don't do--

I don't do drugs.

[coughing]

[machine beeping]

Get a crash cart
in here!

Respiratory arrest!

Are you sure it isn't
from the arsenic?

Dr. Foreman said
I was poisoned.

[over intercom]
Your hair showed
only a trace amount.

Not enough to damage
your lungs like this.

We need you
to stay still now.

Six-millimeter cuts
starting at the apices.

Also, I just wanted
to let you know,

should you change your mind,

I'll be available.

Aren't you getting tired

of hearing me say it?

I have no intention
of going out with you,

of having sex with you--
of doing anything with you

except work.

We don't have to make
a big deal about it.

I just thought
I'd let you know.

I've decided Tuesdays
would be a good day

to do that.

You did not suddenly
fall in love with me.

You were looking
for something,

and I happened to be--
Cameron.

It's fine.

No need to go on
about it.

I'm dancing through
the lung bases.

We need to put this
behind this.

Understood.

But you keep
bringing it up.

You're the one
who's still talking.

Look, I'm not demanding
anything from you.

I'm not following you home.

I've got no expectations.

A gentle, polite reminder
once a week

is hardly stalking.

There's a mass...

just outside the lingular.

Biopsy shows
there are white blood cells

in the walls
of the blood vessels.

They're not supposed
to get past the bouncers.

It's gotta be autoimmune--
something lymphocytic.

The white blood cells are
attacking her own body.

Only question is
what kind of autoimmune?

It doesn't matter
what kind.

It always matters
what kind.

Treatment's always steroids.

Treatment is always boring.

Diagnosis--

Okay, it's affecting
the larger blood vessels.

It's gotta be
Giant Cell arteritis.

I'll start her
on steroids.

It's affecting
the smaller blood vessels.

Gotta be lupus
vasculitis.

I'll start her on steroids.

It's affecting--
Yeah, got it.

Start her on steroids.
Good idea.

Told you it was boring.

I gotta go out.

Why?

Wilson's got a date.

(woman)
It's got 15-foot ceilings,

it's an open floor plan.

You know, I can't believe
you called me.

Hey, I need a condo.

Didn't you and Wilson have
your first date around here?

Wow, you remember where
our first date was?

I didn't think you were
paying attention.

Really?

He's my best friend.

Our first date was
in Boston.

Oh.

Not quite as close to here
as I remembered.

But we're not here
to talk about him.

Absolutely not.

Wait'll you see the kitchen.

All-granite countertops.

Since I wasn't
paying attention back then,

what was it like
dating him?

So this is Hockney?

No.

I don't know
what happened.

I'm sure you don't.

I never knew your tastes
were so eclectic.

Oh, the Hockney exhibit finished
on April 20th.

I thought it was May 20th.

Okay, my bad.

This is not somewhere
I'd bring someone

on a date.

N-not that this is a date,
obviously.

I was just thinking...

he's doing landscapes
on multiple canvases now,

and they're kinda peaceful.

And you're always
so busy.

Wow.

I don't think I've ever
seen you embarrassed before.

(Bonnie)
Oh, it was never a date.

I was coming off
a bad relationship,

and he said we could go out
as friends.

You know, just
go see plays,

go to a museum.

I didn't think
you liked Trenton.

Love it.

So he'd say it's not a date,
but then he'd jump you.

Oh, no, he meant it.

James Wilson,
carefully calibrating

his level
of protectiveness

for your
individual needs.

Did you just compare Wilson
to a tampon?

[chuckles]
No.

It was very endearing.

He really just wanted
to be a friend.

So I jumped him.

The bedroom's
through here.

(Cuddy)
That's such a bad idea.

There is no way
that won't cause damage

to the large intestine.

Are you keeping us here
to torture me?

Is that
a bicycle pump?

That's what
I'm saying.

It's like walking into
a sticky trap.

Once you're the focus
of all that attention,

it's addictive.

This unit's kitchen
has got a chef's oven.

I cook a lot.
Go on.

It's the emotional stuff
that really sucks you in.

He's just so "knight
in shining armor,"

you know?

Always there
to support you,

until one day he's not.

But by then,
you're hooked.

Hey,

do you think that
you could talk to him

about taking the dog?

He's the only one that Hector
really gets along with.

Hey, we're here
to talk real estate,

not Wilson.

So you're saying
if you'd actually had sex

before you connected
emotionally,

you'd have gotten
over him.

[chuckling]
Oh, yeah.

It seems weird, right?

'Cause sex with James
was fantastic.

Nobody works harder
to give a woman

what she wants.

It's got six burners.

The chef's oven.

Right.

[Lupe coughing]

How you feeling?

That wasn't my crack pipe.

You told me.

Are you tired?

I just took a hit off it
a couple times.

What's wrong with having
a little fun?

Your personal life is
none of my business.

You don't like me,
though, do you?

That's your imagination.

I've seen every kind
of drug abuse.

No offense,
but you don't even

stand out in the pack.

I'm betting
you got money

the same place
you got attitude.

[coughing]
You know, people
who quit drinking,

and people
who lose weight,

they think they're better

than the people
that couldn't.

And because you got out
of the projects,

you think that anybody
who didn't

[coughing]
is weak and stupid.

I'm not judging you.

Take a breath.
[coughing]

The only difference
between me and you

is that I made
some bad decisions,

and you made
some good ones.

You make bad decisions
every day of your life.

Stop doing drugs,
stop having fun.

Go back to school
and get your GED.

Yeah, where's the money
coming from?

The system's not set up
for people like me.

What are you staring at?

Your eyes.

[Foreman]
There's yellow
in the sclera.

Her liver's failing.

Without a transplant,

she'll be dead
in the next 48 hours.

We should increase
her immunosuppressants,

and target more specifically--
add methotrexate.

(Foreman)
Yeah, let's do more
of what's not working.

This is not
an autoimmune disease.

Her white blood cells are
attacking her body.

That's autoimmune.

(Foreman)
First brain, then lungs,
now liver.

All getting worse
and all in two days.

It's moving too fast.

It's gotta be cancer.

Lymphomatoid granulomatosis.

It's rare
even by our standards,

but it fits
her symptoms.

Explains why the steroids
aren't working.

Poor fingernail growth.

A lot of people have
bad fingernails.

A lot of people don't have
three organ systems

shutting down.

Her blood vessels are
taking this thing everywhere.

She needs total
body radiation.

We can't do anything
until we can confirm--

Running those immuno-chemistries
could take a week.

She'll be dead
by the time--

That doesn't make radiation
any safer.

Okay,

suppose Chase
and Cameron are right.

Suppose it's
an autoimmune disease.

What's the biggest danger
of total body radiation?

It suppresses
the immune system,

which is what we're trying to do
with the steroids anyway.

I don't usually put out
on my first date,

but I've gotta say
that is a rad move.

Get her consent.

Start the radiation.

The patient is not
too thrilled with me.

I'll get her consent.

Foreman's got
a personality issue,

so you're gonna
step in?

A patient
doesn't like Foreman.

I'm interested.

Fatigue, hair loss,

possibility of damage
to the lungs,

infertility.

All possible side effects
of radiation.

Why don't you like
Dr. Foreman?

[coughing]

He thinks he's better
than he is.

How good is he?

I don't know.

Can we get back
to what's wrong with me?

There's a small possibility
of leukemia

sometime in the future.

Hardly worth
mentioning.

You can't say that he thinks
he's better than he is

if you don't know
how good he is.

[coughs]

Now one's as good
as he thinks he is.

I am.

You might also
get cataracts.

Sign here.

I don't know.

You're telling me
how dangerous this is.

We're saving your life.

We're that good.

Sign there.

I can't decide.

Would you rather a pencil
or a pen?

Who's the better James Bond,
Sean Connery or Daniel Craig?

Now, see, that's not even
a decision.

It's happening again.

I can't--

I can't--

[faintly]
I...can't--

[beeping]

[switches on alarm]

[alarm ringing]

Up her blood thinners

and get her down
to radiology.

The attack will be over
in 20 minutes.

Then she'll want
to sign this.

[flick's ear]

Bonnie called last night
to talk about the dog.

Your name came up.

Good Lord,

how do you still
have teeth?

She's the worst Realtor
in New Jersey.

What is this,
escalation?

I go out with Cuddy,
you hook up with my ex?

I don't even know what
that's designed to do.

You're an addict.

I'm saving you
from yourself.

By condo shopping?

Thank you.

If I can figure out
where you keep going wrong,

then I can nip this Cuddy thing
in the bud

before she becomes
the fourth ex-Mrs. Wilson.

Yes, I was worried
there was no way

to stop that train.

You have to have sex
with Cuddy.

Wait...to stop the train?

Bonnie said I'm bad
in bed?

[loudly]
Huh?

Yeah, she also said that
if she'd slept with you

before she liked you,

then it would have made it
easier to handle

when you turned into
the sorry bastard

who left her alone.

I told her you were
wasting her time, by the way.

You think that's
gonna stop her?

The woman's the worst Realtor
in New Jersey.

How do you feel?

Weak.

Sleeping a lot.

That's normal
after radiation.

Deep breath.

[strained breath]

A little queasy too.

When I feel sick
to my stomach,

I always want
vanilla ice cream.

It's soothing.

It's best to stick
with liquids for now.

Shh.

I'm getting a murmur.

Oh, my arm.
It's hurting me!

Take it off!
Take it off!

[pained screaming]

Oh, my God, oh, my--

[crying]

(Cameron)
Pain is the issue.

Just the pressure
of the BP cuff was enough

to start her screaming.

That's not cancer.

It sounds like--

Sounds like she's septic.

A lot of things can
cause pain.

How much pain?

Too much.

It's not cancer.

It's not autoimmune.

It's an infection

and we fried
her immune system.

(Dr. Chase)
But she had no fever,
LP was clear.

Do an echo to confirm
it's in the heart.

And then I'll tell
our patient

that we just killed her.

I'll tell her.

[knock on door]

You haven't been returning
my phone calls.

I'm busy.

Well--

But if you have
half an hour

a little later
this afternoon,

I just found this unit

ten minutes from here.

It hasn't been
on the market yet.

I'm off the market
for condos.

James was right?

I never had the teeniest chance
of selling you anything.

Of course he was right.

Wilson doesn't stop
giving good advice

just 'cause you're divorced.

He's compulsive about
remaining on good terms

with his exes.

Do you want to know why
I named that dog Hector?

No, let's keep it
a mystery.

Because even when
he was a puppy,

he was the worst-tempered dog
we'd ever seen.

He was supposed
to be house trained.

He'd pee on the carpet
every morning.

When we had people over,

he had to nip
at their ankles.

"Hector does go rug"
is an anagram

for Dr. Greg House.

That's how early in the marriage
I resented you.

Wow.

Did I ever waste money
on that place setting.

James at least had
the decency

to feel guilty
when he hurt me.

Whereas
I didn't hurt you.

I didn't even marry you,
cleverly hoping

to avoid moments
like this one.

You always needed him,

and he was always there
for you!

If you keep yelling,
I think you'll owe me sex.

You knew he had a wife waiting
at home--you didn't care.

I'm not saying

you broke up the marriage,
but you didn't help.

First, "Hector does go rug" is
a lame anagram.

You want a better one
for Gregory House?

"Huge ego, sorry."

Second,
find a new career.

You're never gonna
sell anybody

if you let them control
the agenda.

Third, I don't owe you
anything--I'm not Wilson.

I'm not gonna buy a condo
just to make you feel better.

(Wilson)
You okay?

Yeah.

Tell me how to do this.

House says
people thank you after--

It's not typical.

I already killed
this woman.

All I can do now is not make
any more mistakes.

First of all,
stop thinking

you can minimize the hurt.

A lot of people are afraid
of the word "dying."

If you pussyfoot
around it,

she is not gonna read
your mind.

Okay.
No, it's not.

When you look
in her face,

you're gonna feel
the instinct

to temporize.

Crush it.

Yeah.

Then wait.

Give her time to process
the news.

Let her know
you'll be with her

through all of it.

Wait till
she's done thinking,

till she meets
your eyes again.

Then, if you feel
it's appropriate,

you can touch her.

Maybe put your hand
on her arm like this.

Let her know
she's still connected

to another human being.

You've got this down
to a science.

You're freaking out.

I told you--
Give her what she needs.

What she doesn't need
is a doctor

who's not there with her

because he made
the wrong call.

You are freaking out.

You should be
freaking out.

I won't let her see it.

Let her see it.

Hey.

How come no mask?

We think...

you have an infection.

Didn't the radiation work?

It didn't do what
it was supposed to do.

You're dying.

What--

you mean, like,
things are bad,

and someday I'm gonna--

How much time?

How much time?

We can't know exactly.

A year?

Less than a year?

Less than 24 hours.

I don't understand.

Why are you saying this
to me?

You trying to scare me?

Why would you do that?

I'm sorry, it's true.

How bad is this cancer?

Yesterday you thought
I had a chance.

You don't have cancer.

You came in
with an infection.

We didn't catch it.

What kind of infection?

Doesn't matter.

The radiation was
the worst thing

we could've done.

We destroyed
the part of your body

that was fighting it off.

It spread to your heart.

Then give me drugs.

They have drugs
for infections.

Antibiotics work
with the immune system.

But your immune system
is nonexistent

because of the radiation.

If it's my heart,

you can get me
a new heart.

People have heart transplants
all the time.

It wouldn't help.

The infection is everywhere.

There's nothing
anybody can do.

I'm so sorry.

We've called
your grandparents.

Get the hell away
from me!

Get out!

Get out!

I think it's broken.

Nothing like
a melodramatic gesture

to solve everything.

We were wrong too.

Steroids wouldn't have
helped her.

I didn't not help her.

I actually pulled
the trigger.

There's nothing left
for you to do.

One of us could
go home with--

You're trying to make me
feel better.

Yeah.

I killed a woman.

Don't you think
it's appropriate

that I feel like crap
for at least a little while?

It won't help her.

Where is he?

He went to the ICU.

What are you doing?

Prepping
for an aspiration.

We still don't know
what infection--

It's not gonna help her.
It's not gonna hurt her.

Well, it is gonna hurt her,

but it's not gonna--
No.

It's just gonna take
a few minutes.

Grab a piece of an abscess,
some pus--

You really don't care.
You really don't care why
she's gonna be dead.

She's gonna be dead because--

[shouting]
What?!

What did we screw up,
what did we miss?

I need to know.

You'll have to wait.

We're moving her back
to her room.

Patients who've had
total body radiation

have to stay in ICU.

ICU isn't gonna help her.

Let's give her
some privacy.

What do you want?

Want to see if I'm dying
on schedule?

Or do you want me
to tell you it's all right--

I'm okay with it?

I'd like your forgiveness.

I don't expect it.

Good, 'cause this isn't like
you ran your cart into mine

at the supermarket.

No.

Your grandparents
haven't arrived yet.

If they don't make it
on time,

is there anything
you would like me to tell them?

I never really knew them.

You got any friends
you want me to call?

It's the middle
of the night.

They're not the kind of friends
you ask to help you move,

never mind watch you die.

I never did much.

No kid to leave behind.

When I go, the world's
not gonna be any different.

Kind of a relief
for you, huh?

You were right...
about me.

Yeah, which time?

I, uh--

I had a problem
with you.

But you were wrong too.

I've made some
bad decisions.

Stole cars,

robbed houses.

Killed a woman.

[clears throat]

But then I got
another chance.

I left home,
went to college,

entered a whole
other world.

But some part of me
I can't get rid of

always thinks
if I'm not the smartest,

if I'm not the first,

everywhere I go,
they'll figure out

I'm not supposed
to be here.

They'll send me back.

You know that's not
gonna happen.

You're out.

I'll never be out of there.

When I came home
that last Christmas

I was in college,

it was like the rooms
felt so small.

I was suffocating.

But when I was standing
on the stoop

saying good-bye,

my mom put her arms
around me.

That was--

that was the last time
I ever felt at home.

I only put distance...
between you and me

because I know
there isn't any.

You were right
about me too.

That stuff about

the system being against
people like me.

I know it's crap.

I mean, it's true,

but it's also crap.

I just wasn't ready
to try again.

But I always thought
I was young,

I had time.

[strained breathing]

[straining]
Aren't you ever gonna leave?

No.

[Matthew Ryan's
Follow the Leader]

*

[telephone rings]

Yeah?

Time of death 3:35.

Do whatever you want.

* It's follow the leader
baby *

* That's how it's gonna be

* If you ever really want
to get lost *

* Then follow me

You wanna go
get drunk?

No, thanks.

I've got paperwork.

* Follow the leader

[clears throat]

Listen, I don't--

I don't know what
I believe,

but sometimes
I need to think

there's something out there
paying attention.

So when I can't talk
to anybody,

I talk to God and pretend
somebody's listening.

We were all wrong,
you know?

Even House was wrong.

I know.

* So maybe it gets quiet

* And maybe it gets numb

* At least then
there's still something *

* To share with someone

* Ooh ooh

* Follow the leader *

I got your consent.

Her bra hook.

What?

She scratched herself
with her bra hook.

That's how the infection
got in.

Staph aureus.

She died from a simple
staph infection?

That and some
bad decisions.

I'll be outside.

Go home,
have a few drinks,

go to sleep,
get up tomorrow,

and do it all over,
only better.

If you need absolution,
go to a priest

or give alms to the poor.

Whatever ritual
comforts you.

I killed her.

Yeah, me too.

This wasn't,

"Oh, I should have thought
of that idea sooner."

This wasn't messing up
a dosage.

We see a disease
rushing down on someone

like a train,

we can't always get them
out of the way.

This wasn't that.

No.

And you'll do it again.

For a lot of doctors,

this would be a once
in a lifetime mistake.

But we're not a lot
of doctors.

We must've saved more patients
than the guy down the street.

But a few of the ones
that he'd save

by doing what
everyone else does,

we will lose.

So you're giving me numbers.

'Cause they don't lie.

I can't forgive you,
Foreman...

because there's nothing
to forgive.

(Wilson)
What did you tell him?

That guilt is irrelevant.

You want to get something
to eat?

Can't.

Got a dog waiting
at home.

[ding]

What's wrong?

I did something bad, Mom.

I hurt somebody.

It wasn't your fault.

It was.

Then I forgive you.

I forgive you.

I can see
from your face...

you'd never hurt anybody
on purpose.

Do you know
who I am, Mom?

It's Eric.

Of course.

Mm.

My little boy's name
is Eric.

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