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[MUSIC PLAYING]

-Good explosion!

Drive it!

Drive it!

-You watching 77?

-I'm watching everybody.

-You don't need to
watch everybody,

you need to watch 77.

-You his agent?

-Just an objective mom.

-His explosion is impressive.

-It's not just burst,
he can pull, too.

You know, the only reason he
went to a double-A school,

he was a bit of a late bloomer.

He's a big man, now.

-You should be his agent.

-Nice pancake, seven seven.

You're moving up
those draft boards.

-Thank you, sir.

-Get off my quarterback!

[WHISTLES BLOWING]

COACH: Play is over!

Play is over!

Save the aggression for
between the whistles.

-Daryl?

-Back to work!

-Daryl?

Daryl, stop!

[MUSIC MASSIVE ATTACK,
"TEARDROP"]

[MUFFLED SINGING]

-What are you doing?

-Canoeing.

I seem to be taking on water.

-This is not OK.

Use your own bathroom.

-No canoe in my bathroom.

My leg hurts.

Soaking makes it feel better.

You were the one who
had to have this condo.

Maybe next time you should
consider amenities like two

full baths, instead of just
the joy of outbidding Cuddy.

-The guy who signs the loan
gets to pick the bedrooms.

Stay out of mine.

-Well, then you owe me $35
for the grab rail I installed.

-Hit the kill
screen, boss is here.

-Not porn, it's our new patient.

-Bummer

-22 year old male, six
foot seven, 310 pounds,

clearly has brain involvement.

The guy has no recollection
of this entire incident.

-Football player.

Those are the ones that get
hit in the head a lot, right?

-We already CT'd him.

No concussion, no stroke,
no cortical degeneration.

-And he had a full psych
evaluation, he's not crazy.

-So it's roid rage.

You don't think they grow
them that big naturally/

-ER also tested for
steroids, he's clean

-Only proving that our guy got
his hands on the good stuff.

-The negative tests at least
mean steroids is less likely.

We should discuss
other possibilities.

-Why?

He injects his sore ankles
with lidocaine every game.

You think he's above
injecting steroids?

-Repeated head trauma could
damage the base of the brain,

leading to a pituitary
adenoma which leaks GnRH.

-Pituitary damage wouldn't
be visible on a CT scan.

-Could cause the excess hormones
that could cause the rage,

and would elude the
ER steroid test.

-Fine.

Bilateral venous sampling,
we find the elevated GnRH,

MRI to find the
pituitary damage.

Unless, of course, there is no
pituitary damage, in which case

our guy got his hands
on the good stuff.

Foreman.

Let the peasants
handle the peasantry.

Your brother needs to get
picked up this afternoon.

From prison.

You're older brother, in
case your confusion is

-How do you know about that?

-He left a message.

Said he couldn't get you
on your cell or at home.

I get it, you're busy.

You'll pick him up the next
time he comes out of prison.

-Is that all?

-You're officially unbusy.

Family is family.

Take the rest of the
day, go see your brother.

-I've got work to do.

-Do you feel any pain
that's deep and persistent,

not just muscles or joints?

-Everything hurts all the time.

That's football.

-It might not be just football.

We're going to test for
damage to your pituitary.

If there is, it could
create excess hormones,

which could be
causing your pain.

It would also explain
your rage attack.

-And if my pituitary
is damaged how

long would it take to treat?

-I don't want to get
ahead of ourselves

and start promising deadlines.

-I'm sorry doctor,
but he's playing

in front of pro scouts,
coaches, and GMs this Saturday.

This is a job interview
for the rest of his life.

-If we do find something wrong
we can go in through the nose

and repair the damage.

Nothing too invasive.

You'll need a couple
days of recovery,

and then we can have
you back by game time.

-Thank you, doctor.

-There's nothing
wrong with your eyes.

-Well then, your gizmo's broken.

I'm seeing spots.

-Or you enlisted, you
go the cool haircut

and the awesome pants.

Then you realized your plane
ticket to the Middle East

was coach, and you decided
to rethink your promise.

-No.

I've already been there,
three deployments.

Now they want to go again,
but my wife's pregnant.

-So our homeland
should be unsafe

because your private was unsafe.

-Look, my wife and I
planed this perfect.

My enlistment was supposed
to be over last week,

so we got pregnant
six months ago.

Now they tell me I'm
getting stop-lossed,

Army speak for they
don't care about the fact

that I've already
finished my contract.

-I don't care about the
fact that they don't care.

-Come on.

I waited an extra hour just
to make sure I got you.

-Why?

I saw you limping out there.

Vietnam?

-Viet, how old do
you think I am?

-I don't know, Vietnam age?

-Well back in my
day, the real dodgers

had the stones to
run off to Canada

or shoot themselves in the foot.

They didn't come to free clinics
whining for doctor's notes.

Go hug your wife, tell
her to get a babysitter.

You'll be back in time to
video the kid's first steps.

-I don't need to see the scan.I
can tell from your little puppy

dog eyes that his
pituitary's fine.

Are you going to
say it, or should I?

-You were right
about the steroids.

You're a genius.

-Next time with feeling.

But the cheater
on a somatostatin

analog to clear it
out of his system.

Send him back to
his football game.

-I've never done steroids.

-Well, somehow your
GnRH got elevated.

This will help get it back down.

-Mom, I swear.

-Who's going to
draft you, Daryl?

You're stupid enough to try that
stuff, especially the week you

know you're getting tested.

You guy's must have
mixed up your labs

or got somebody else's
blood, because I've never

[MACHINE BEEPING]

-OK, what is that?

-Tachycardia.

Lay back down, Daryl.

-Why's my heart
beating like this?

-It's not steroids. (shouting)
I need some adenosine,

and get that crash
cart over here!

-House, next time Marcus.

-Oh, right.

You two know each other.

-What are you doing here?

-Interviewing.

-Oh, who are we kidding?

Interview's over,
you've got the job.

-What job?

-My new assistant.

Part of his parole, needs a job.

Just trying to do my part,

-You're wrong
about the steroids.

Patient had a
paroxysmal tachycardia.

We cardioverted him
back to sinus rhythm.

We're going to get an
EKG and a sestamibi scan.

Marcus, let's talk outside.

-Family is family.

-Hey!

Good to see you, too.

Did you have a hard stretch?

Not bad, I hardly
got raped at all.

-You can't work here.

-Well your boss says I can.

-I'm not playing.

-Lighten up.

Man, this could be fun.

I get to see see your world, you
give me access to the pharmacy.

I am playing.

Come on, man.

You look good.

I'd already know that if
you came to visit every once

in awhile, but
whatever, I get it.

It's cool.

You don't want to see me,
you don't want to pick me up.

It's all justified.

I'll just have to
win you back over.

-Let me explain something.

This man who was
offering you the job,

he's not a philanthropist.

-He seems more helpful than you.

-He doesn't want to help you.

He only wants to use
you to screw with me.

-You know how you
could screw with him?

Act like your brother getting
the job doesn't screw with you.

-Trust me, it'll be
better for both of us

if you go back in there and
tell him you can't take the job.

-I'm not a person who has the
luxury of turning down jobs.

-Well figure something out,
because you cannot work here.

-Ho!

Oh, wow.

House?

OK,

-We spent all night, used
all the fancy machines,

patients heart looks fine.

Well if it was fine it
wouldn't go aflutter

just because you
walked into the room.

-Light whip, two extra shots.

-Thank you, sir.

Judging by the
look on your face,

I assume you're upset that big
bro didn't take your advice

and skip town.

-You told him about
our conversation.

-He bought me breakfast.

HOUSE: It was fun.

Put lunch on the
books, just you and me.

-Our patient could have a PFO.

-Well, naturally, you jump
right to a urinary issue.

-PFO's not urinary,
it's a heart issue.

-It is?

Huh.

Well, naturally, you think
it's not a urinary issue.

Because you're so embarrassed
by your own past urinary issues

that you don't dare
broach the subject.

Oh, come on.

You spending the night
over at Bobby Sampson's.

-I did not wet the bed.

I spilled a drink.

-We're not buying it, Eric.

We never bought it.

-Why are you telling
him these things?

-What's the big deal?

It was 25 years ago.

-Oxygenated and
deoxygenated blood makes,

the rough flow causes a clot,
explains a hardened head.

MARCUS: Oh like that power
forward from Loyola Marymount?

When he, uh,

-Hank Gathers?

That's not what happened to him.

-Woah, let your brother speak.

What happened to Hank Gathers?

-Conference tournament,
alley-oop dunk, jams it home,

then he runs up the
court, and splat.

He Dropped dead of a heart
thing right there on the court.

-I remember that.

On autopsy they found he had
a hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.

-Rage and tachycardia
are warning signs.

-Seriously?

Because my brother
remembers a basketball game?

-Hey, I don't care where an
idea comes from, as long as it

makes sense and
embarrasses someone.

-Are you out of your mind?

-As a former
psychiatric patient,

I take offence to
that terminology.

-All I did was ban
you from my tub.

What ever happened to
proportional response?

-Whatever happened to
coherent conversation?

-That thing broke
tiles, gashed the walls,

and pooped everywhere.

Expect a bill for repairs.

And payback.

-What was that?

-I have no idea.

Everybody else thinks
hypertrophic cardiomyopathy

makes sense?

Good.

Stick the patient
on a treadmill,

stress his heart until it stops.

-You want to induce
cardiac arrest?

-The only real treatment is for
the patient to never to stress

heart again, which means
we have to tell him

to retire at the
ripe old age of 21.

Stopping his heart
speaks louder than words.

Go.

-Maybe it's a good thing.

He gave your brother
a job, responsibility.

-I'm not arguing that
he shouldn't have a.

Job I just don't want
him having one here.

-I understand that House
did this to annoy you,

but why is he succeeding?

-You know what my
brother did the last time

he got out of prison?

He stole money from my
parents to buy drugs.

He robbed a liquor
store, then he

moved on to jacking luxury cars.

-Last time.

-Every time.

I've known my brother
for over 30 years.

You haven't even
known him a day.

-I'm sorry.

-The exterminator charged 250
to get the o'possum out of there

and the contractor estimates
1,500 to fix the bathroom.

And why are you
jerking Foreman around?

-Because it's fun.

Maybe you should
give those bills

to the guy who left his
own bathroom window open.

-Your motives always run
deeper than simple fun.

-I want to learn more
about one of my employees

so that I can manipulate him
and destroy him if and when

I choose.

Information is power.

-Not buying it.

-OK Why don't you tell
em my real evil plan?

-I don't think there
is an evil plan.

You regret not
having a relationship

with your own
family, and you don't

want to see Foreman go
down that same path.

I think you're
actually being nice.

-Oh, shut up.

You can't accuse me of an
o'possum attack and underhanded

kindness in the same visit.

-Then I'll come back.

CHASE: Treadmill
test was a bust.

They guy's in
unbelievable shape.

We couldn't his
heart rate above 150.

-Your boss is secretly
a very nice man.

-I know.

-If we can't recreate
the cardiac event,

we can't prove hypertrophic
cardiomyopathy.

-Either we find a
bigger treadmill, or

-Did I miss the memo
about you being released?

-I'm feeling fine.

I can't keep laying here in
this bed missing practices.

-All excellent points.

Give me your arm.

-What's in the shot?

-Vasodilator.

Since we can't exercise your
son's heart on the treadmill,

we're going to have
to do it chemically.

-What's wrong?

-You're turning white.

-What does that mean?

-Means he doesn't need football
to get a good job anymore.

-Raynaud's Phenomenon.

Vasospasms cut off the
blood supply to his fingers,

could be early onset
rheumatoid arthritis.

-Total factors negative.

-Arterial plaque
throwing clots would

explain the fingers,
head, heart.

-Really think a
guy with stenosis

could have aced
that treadmill test?

-You're kidding me.

You got him a desk.

-And a nameplate.

Man's got to have a place
he can call his own.

CHASE: What about
Takayasu's arteritis?

-Lymphoma's a better fit.

We should remove his spleen.

-Bold move, to skip
straight to surgery.

-Well his big game's coming up.

We don't have time to biopsy,
wait for the pathology report,

and resect.

-Right.

We should remove his
spleen without confirmation

so he won't miss the big game.

-Hang an ethanol trip.

-That won't treat for either
lymphoma or Takayasu's.

-If it's lymphoma, the
ethanol will make him itchy

and Foreman can
remove his spleen.

If it's Takayasu's, he'll
lose his radial pulse

and Chase can start
him on steroids.

Marcus!

-What are you doing here?

-My new assignment is to
shadow you in enemy territory

and document your every
word to the patient.

Just don't say anything stupid.

-You're not an idiot.

Don't do this.

-Come on, man.

I'm a new person, now.

No more drugs, no more
lying, and if I can't

get my own family to give me
an opportunity to prove that,

then what's the point?

-Mom and dad gave you a chance.

And a second, and a third.

I'm not about to
give you a 54th.

-Why isn't your minion
fetching your lunch?

-He's busy spying on
his little brother.

What?

-That's very demeaning.

-You obviously have
a theory as to why

demeaning is not demeaning.

-Your escalating to prove I
was wrong about you being nice,

which you would only
do if I was right.

-Do you even listen yourself?

-23 year old just came
into the ER, asked for you.

-What's her cup size?

-I don't think his cup size
is relevant to his condition.

He accidentally shot
himself in the foot.

-Oh!

Seriously?

I give you a choice
between moving to Canada

and shooting yourself in the
foot, and you chose the bullet?

-I didn't want to be a fugitive.

-You think this is going
to get you discharged?

We'll patch it up and
send you right back.

-Don't patch it up

-Look you got screwed over
by your own government,

and that sucks.

All you're going
to get out of this

is a five day vacation
and a band-aid.

-When I sign up
I was just a guy.

Now I'm about to be a dad.

I go back over,
there's a chance my kid

grows up without a father.

-You got a girl pregnant.

You're still just a guy.

-How much longer
we have to wait?

-We have to keep going until
you start feeling something.

Might help if you told me
what I'm supposed to feel.

-I do that, that's all
you'll be thinking about.

Then you'll be telling me
that's what you're feeling.

Power of suggestion.

-The other black
dude that was in here

earlier, he your brother?

-What gave it away?

-The way you looked at him.

I have two older brothers and we
always want to kill each other.

-Something wrong?

-Not, really just feels itchy.

Is that what you're waiting for?

-Means lymphoma's most likely,
but that's actually good news.

-How could that be good news?

-Because it's treatable.

We can remove your spleen
tonight, laparoscopically.

Will I be up and
around by Saturday?

-We can get to the
radiation in the off-season.

-Hey, ma!

Wake up, ma wake up.

I'm itchy, means I can play.

-What are you doing in the dark?

-Lying in wait.

-Jeez, what happened
to your face?

-Right, play innocent.

Like you weren't looking
for revenge for the prank

that I didn't pull.

-It's karmic justice,
but I didn't do it.

-Of course, your
realize this means war.

-Isolating the gastroepiploic
artery, nearly there.

Foreman, come take
a look at this.

-His liver's inflamed.

So the itching wasn't
caused by his spleen.

-It's not lymphoma.

-What happened to your face?

-Wilson annexed the Sudetenland.

-No abnormal T sales or B cells,
it's definitely not lymphoma.

Liver biopsy only revealed
nonspecific inflammation.

-Kind of like the time you took
your mom's birth control pills

on a dare, ended up
with swollen nipples.

-That never happened.

And your nickname all the
way up through high school

wasn't Erica.

-It wasn't.

-OK, I may have made that one
up, with the understanding

that my brother still
had a sense of humor

and would figure
out to play along.

-Polymyositis would
explain the head, liver,

heart, even the white fingers.

-It also would be accompanied
by a significant decrease

in muscle power.

Marcus!

A chance to redeem yourself.

Does our patient
look strong to you?

Sorry, Eric, big brother
disagrees with your diagnosis.

-Felty Syndrome?

-You said the liver was
inflamed, not the spleen.

Can you believe they let
this guy perform surgery?

What are you doing?

-Requesting permission to share
my idea without being belittled

in front of your new assistant.

-Permission denied.

Continue.

-Our patient has cartilage
damage in both ankles,

he gets lidocaine shots before
every game to mask the pain.

Team doctor uses the
same needles twice

by accident, viral hepatitis.

-Do you think he's
an idiot, Marcus?

-I don't think he's an idiot.

-OK.

Go test his blood.

Come on.

We have a lunch schedule.

-So you jerked me around.

Your allegiance
lies your brother.

I get it, admirable.

Here's the problem.

I hired you to
tell me the truth.

If you don't do that,
you no longer have a job.

-I don't know what secret
your looking to uncover,

but my brother's a decent guy.

-He was arrested for
Grand Theft Auto.

-You're going to
be disappointed.

-Try me.

-He tell you I was with him?

-Was it your idea?

-We did everything together, I
don't know whose idea it was.

I was 16, he was only 14.

Punk couldn't even see
over the steering wheel.

He was quicker with a flathead
screwdriver than most people

with a key.

Sorry to interrupt my
character assassination

with boring medical stuff,
but when we drew the patient's

blood it clotted right
there in the vacutainer.

-So the problem's not in his
blood, it's the blood itself.

-He's been working out in
the cold doing two-a-days.

It's got to be cryoglobulinemia.

-I usually love
breaking bad news,

but in this case starts
the patient on warfarin.

I'm so sorry about
that, you were saying?

-We drove for about 10
minutes before we got caught

and that was it.

When our mom came
down to the station

she didn't say a word
the whole ride home.

She came to the driveway,
turned off the car,

we're sitting there in silence.

Then without turning around,
she said, I pray for you.

Then she got out of the car.

-Wow.

You got off easy.

-Easy for you.

Easy for me, not easy for Eric.

His life mission became to
never disappoint our mother

again, because he is a good guy.

Thought he would tell
that story at the eulogy.

I heard he didn't give one.

-Wait, your mother's dead?

-If he didn't tell you,
I'm sure he had a reason.

Look, you can mock him all you
want about peeing in the bed,

but please don't
bring up our mother.

-Your blood contains an
abnormally high volume

of certain proteins
called cryoglobulins.

They become thick when
it's cold outside.

It's like a car trying
to run after the oil's

turned to sludge.

We think that's what's been
causing all your problems.

-So why don't you do a quick
oil change, then I'm good to go.

-This oil change isn't so quick.

We have to put you on blood
thinners and other medications.

The process will take
two to three weeks,

but after that, you should be
able to play without a problem.

-After that, it's
not going to matter.

-Doctor, if Daryl
doesn't play in front

of the scouts on Saturday,
he won't get drafted.

Can't wait until after the game?

-If we wait and let
him play, there's

a good chance he dies
right on the field.

-I had an epiphany.

-Usually that precedes you
walking away with purpose, so.

-Flathead screwdriver.

-And then I say,

-It's not a game.

It's proof that you didn't rig
the grab rail and make me fall.

-I already have proof of that.

The fact that I didn't do it.

-I can't go on that.

But I can go on
the fact that I had

to borrow a flathead screwdriver
from Nora to install the thing,

because we only had
a Phillip's head.

And of course, I returned
it late that night

in a completely successful
effort to see her braless.

-Woah, wait.

Wait a minute.

-Which means that
you didn't have

the tool to sabotage
the grab rail.

-Braless, like
under a sweater, or

-But I also have
proof that I'm not

responsible for the o'possum,
because I'm absolving you

of responsibility
instead of escalating,

which you know is not my nature.

-So someone is breaking into
our place just to screw with us?

-The o'possum was meant for me.

WILSON: I'm so tired.

It was exciting
until about two am.

Now it's just torture.

HOUSE: Did you
even go to college?

-This is the
escalation, isn't it?

Keeping me up all night.

Nothing happens, and you keep
me up all night tomorrow.

This is you're retaliation.

-You see, that's just illogical,
because I'm staying up, too.

-Maybe you napped all day.

-I gave you empirical proof
that I did not prank you.

-No.

No, you did not.

You created empirical proof that
I didn't prank you, selling me

on the notion that
you didn't prank me.

Maybe you self pranked.

-I don't masterprank.

-Is that cut on your
cheek even real?

-See, this is exactly
what our nemesis wants.

Divide and conquer.

Can't you see that?

-OK.

I'm going to bed.

-I'm telling you, if
you sleep now you're

going to wake up next
to severed horse heads.

Or worse, the rest of it.

[FIRE ALARM]

Ohhh!

-House!

The flatscreen.

You would never
sacrifice the flatscreen.

-Oh, this guy is good.

-Was there a reason for this?

-(BAD FOREIGN ACCENT) There is a
reason for everything, mes ami.

I am trouble to report that we
have a criminal in our midst.

-Guilty of what, exactly?

-Last night, the fire sprinklers
flooded our apartment.

And before that, I found
an opossum in my bathtub.

-You each had motive,
you each had opportunity.

-This is the emergency
you paged me about?

-Not so fast,
Mademoiselle Cuddy.

No one leaves here
until they can account

for their whereabouts
the evening last.

-Bye.

- (normal voice) OK, no
one who is employed by me

leaves here until they
account for their whereabouts

the evening last.

-What about you,
professor Chase?

-Why would I?

-Because you hold me responsible
for breaking up your marriage.

-I was here all
night with 13 monitor

our patient's IV blood thinners.

-Can either of you prove that?

-The patient's
alive and improving.

Is that proof enough?

-For now.

What about you, Colonel Taub?

-I was out to
dinner with my wife.

-Really.

Your wife.

-Yes, really.

-Good enough, because I
had you pegged all along.

You certainly had all
the motive in the world.

-First of all, I'm
not interested.

And second, I don't even
know where you guys live.

-Yesterday, I confirmed
that you are a liar.

-What are you talking about?

-Well, at least a
liar by omission.

-House!

Don't.

-Get this, class.

Foreman's mom died.

Did he ever tell any of you?

-House, I think you're
getting off topic here.

-Is her serious?

Did you mom pass away?

-About three months ago.

-I'm so sorry.

-Why didn't you tell anybody?

-And to top it off, he refused
to say anything nice about her

at the funeral.

-I didn't talk because it
isn't anyone's business.

-Stop!

You don't have to explain
yourself to this guy.

-You want to hit me, don't you?

-Marcus, don't.

-I quit.

-You should stop him
He needs this job.

-The patient needs a fresh IV.

-I don't need two
or three weeks.

See?

Got my color back.

-That means you're getting
better, but it doesn't.

-Means I am better.

My coach had the
team doctor come by.

He cleared me to play.

-Does the team doctor realize
you're on blood thinners?

-I'm off them now.

-You're still sick.

You're not ready to
go off your meds.

-Daryl, listen to him.

It is not worth the risk.

-I'll come back on Sunday, mom.

You guys can give me all
the meds I need then.

-The treatment
doesn't work that way.

-Please go with him.

-Antibiotics aren't working.

We're going to switch
you to different ones,

but you're going
to lose your toe.

-Outstanding, soldier.

-As a general rule, before you
celebrate do a little research.

The Army's medical evaluation
board is perfectly fine

with nine-toed infantrymen as
long as they can walk and run.

-So I lost a toe for nothing?

-Afraid so.

Unless you want to keep
you on the old antibiotics,

we can let the infection spread.

Then we can amputate
more than just the toe.

-Why are risking
your life for this?

Your mom doesn't want you to.

-My mom sacrificed
everything for me.

Her telling me not
to come here is

just another example of that.

I do good out there I
could take care of her

for the rest of her life.

Who am I if I don't
sacrifice for her?

That's family.

[LABORED BREATHING]

-You okay?

-Everything's blurry.

I can't see.

Take me back to the hospital.

-The blindness means we
were wrong about his,

-Actually, I'm
responsible for that.

I spike his water bottle with
nitrates, dropped his blood

pressure, robbed oxygen-rich
blood from his brain,

making him blind.

Figured a temporarily
blind patient

is better than a
permanently dead one.

Vision was already
coming back by the time

I dropped him off
at the hospital.

-Well played.

If only we could combine
your medical chicanery

with your brother's
ability to fetch me mochas,

you'd be the perfect Foreman.

Where are you?

-I'm busy.

-Great.

So we don't have a new symptom.

-Means we should just stick
him back on his blood thinners

and he should be okay to
leave in a couple weeks.

-Actually, we do
have a new symptom.

Any of you take a look at
his re-admittance chart?

Between the time he checked in
and the time he rechecked in,

our patient lost a single pound.

A patient like that would
usually shed over 10 pounds.

-The obvious answer
would be steroids,

but since we've
already ruled them out,

-So he's not
injecting, but he could

be getting them naturally.

Paraneoplastic syndrome.

The body produces antibodies,
which battle cancer, which

could also like growth hormones.

-We've eliminated lymphoma.

What other cancers
mimic growth hormone?

-Lung, pancreatic,
renal, breast.

-It was a rhetorical
question, I don't really care.

Go test him for all of them.

-What are you doing here?

-You need a job.

Maybe I can talk to House, see
if I can get your job back.

-Soon as he knows you're
OK with me being there,

he won't want me back.

-Maybe I can help you
figure out something else.

-I promise, I
won't let you down.

-Don't do that.

Let's just see how it goes.

-So, did they mandate you to
stay here at the halfway house,

or can you come
stay with family?

-It's Foreman.

Well, it should stop
now that Marcus left.

-That's the whole point.

-Oh, I'm sorry.

Was my lace sticking out?

I'm so distracted lately, trying
to think of something funnier

than fire sprinklers going
off in the middle of night.

Any ideas?

-Woah, easy there, Tiger.

I know where you live.

You know how I know?

Because my girlfriend
and I, we tried

to buy that very same condo.

-Why don't you leave
me out of this?

Wilson was the one
who bought the place.

-And you're living there.

You deserve to suffer equally.

-Actually I suffer more now
that you just tripped me.

-Hey, hey, I'm

-His suffering will equal out
because actually feels remorse.

-Why did you out yourself?

You can't even imagine
the retribution.

-There won't be any.

I am ceasing all
offensive operations.

I have both made my point and
established my superiority.

And if you even get to the
planning stages of retaliation,

I will tell Cuddy that she lost
her dream place to you two.

See, she's under
this odd impression

that you guys are her friends.

-There's no cancer.

We scanned him head to toe,
we checked blood smears

for leukemia, we
even ultra-sounded

his chest looking
for breast cancer.

-Maybe I was wrong
about the weight loss.

-You weren't wrong.

We found blood in
his catheter bag.

His kidneys are failing.

-So it has to be cancer.

Paraneoplastic syndrome
is the only thing

that can link kidney, heart,
and liver, even the range.

-Why can't we find it?

-We've looked everywhere
inside this guy.

-What if it's not inside?

-You know why you're black?

-Because God loves me
more than he loves you?

-What I was going
for was melanin.

You've got lots of it.

It makes your skin
dark, protects you

from the sun's harmful UV rays.

-What are you doing?

-Unfortunately, it
also prevents even

those with advanced
medical degrees

from considering
melanoma as a diagnosis.

Other hand.

On the rare occasion that black
people do get skin cancer,

they usually get it
on the white parts.

Palms and the soles of feet.

But your hands and feet are
so smashed up from football

that my team would
likely have written

off any skin
blemish as a bruise.

But now that I know that
melanoma is the only thing

fits, come take a
look at this, mom.

It's the thorn in
the panther's paw.

Paraneoplastic syndrome.

Your body forms antibodies
to fight the tumor.

Those tiny little
proteins travel

through your blood
and wreak havoc.

Once we remove the
cancerous mole,

everything should be fine.

I'll tell Dr. Chase to
schedule the surgery.

-Why bother?

I missed my shot.

What kind of life am
I going to lead now?

-Did you study
really, really hard?

-Then the same crappy life
that the rest of the guy's

your going to be graduating
with are going to lead.

Minus the student loans.

-Hey, you ready?

-Almost.

And, done.

I hear that House and Wilson
are getting pranked by someone.

You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

-No.

-Why should I believe you?

-You said I had a trusting face.

I still don't understand why
you wouldn't let me retaliate,

though.

They stole your dream.

-That's overstating it.

It's just a condo.

It's not just because you feel
guilty about hurting House,

or guilty for being with me.

-We'll buy another one.

I just don't see the need
to make a war out of it.

-I think you're rationalizing,
which a less confident man

than myself might take as a sign
that you're second-guessing.

OK.

You know what?

Forget that last part.

-I heard Foreman and his brother
are trying to work things out.

-That's nice for them.

-It's nice of you.

You didn't provoke Marcus to
quit so the pranks would stop.

You were becoming the common
enemy they could bond over.

You are the diabolical, yet
benevolent, puppet master.

-I provoked Marcus
to quit because he

was no longer useful to me.

I hired him to get
information, I got information.

-Uh-huh.

And how are we going
to get back at Lucas?

-We're not.

-I win.

[MUSIC MASSIVE ATTACK,
"TEARDROP"]

-That's some bad hat, Harry.