All language subtitles for House.S01E01.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[haunting instrumental music]

*

[school bell ringing]

Why are you late?

You're not gonna
like the answer.

I already know
the answer.

I missed the bus.

I don't doubt it.
No bus stops near Brad's.

You spent the night,
the alarm didn't work.

Or maybe it did.

I didn't sleep with him.

Girl, I bet
there's something--
I missed the bus!

There's something either
very wrong with you,

or there's something
very wrong with him.

There's nothin' wrong
with him.

Please tell me
you know that for a fact.

Melanie, I gotta go.

You're lying, aren't you?

I wouldn't lie to you.

Good morning, guys!

(kids)
Good morning, Miss Rebecca.

Everybody's in their seat?

(kids)
Yes.

Okay.

Sidney, why don't you tell us
what you did this weekend?

Come on,

Sidney, we know you're not shy.

How come we always have
to tell you what we did,

and you never tell us
what you did?

Okay.

I had a really great weekend.

But you can't tell Miss Melanie,
okay?

What did you do?

I made a new friend.

It's so much fun
to make new friends, isn't it?

(kids)
Yeah.

Did you tell your mom and dad
about your new friend?

Absolutely.

You should never keep anything
from your parents.

And I told mine--
[speaking gibberish]

[laughter]

[speaking gibberish]
What--

[laughter]

[speaking gibberish]

[speaking gibberish]

[speaking gibberish]

[heart thumping]

"C"--

"A"--

"L"--

"H," "E"--

The!

We know that word, "the"!

[heart thumping]

first seizure one month ago.

Lost the ability to speak.
Babbled like a baby.

Progressive deterioration
of mental status.

(House)
See that?

They all assume that I'm
a patient because of this cane.

So put on a white coat
like the rest of us.

I don't want 'em
to think I'm a doctor.

You see where the administration
might have a problem

with that attitude.

People don't want
a sick doctor.

Well, that's fair enough.
I don't like healthy patients.

The 29-year-old female--

The one who can't talk?
I like that part.

She's my cousin.

And your cousin doesn't
like the diagnosis.

And I wouldn't either.

Brain tumor, she's gonna die.
Boring.

No wonder you're such
a renowned diagnostician.

You don't need
to actually know anything

to figure out what's wrong.

You're the oncologist.

I'm just a lowly
infectious disease guy.

[laughs] Yes, just a simple
country doctor.

Brain tumors at her age
are highly unlikely.

She's 29, whatever she's got
is highly unlikely.

The protein markers, the three
most prevalent brain cancers,

came up negative.

It's an HMO lab.

You might has well have sent it
to a high school kid

with a chemistry set.

No family history.

I thought your uncle
died of cancer.

Other side,
no environmental factors.

That you know of.

And she's not responding
to radiation treatment.

None of which is even
close to dispositive.

All it does is raise
one question.

Your cousin goes to an HMO?

Come on.

Why leave all the fun
for the coroner?

What's the point
of putting together a team

if you're not gonna use them?

You've got three over-qualified
doctors working for you.

Getting bored.

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*

(Foreman)
It's a lesion.

And the big green thing

in the middle of the bigger
blue thing on a map

is an island.

I was hoping for something

a bit more creative.

Shouldn't we be speaking
to the patient

before we start diagnosing?

Is she a doctor?

No, but--

Everybody lies.

Dr. House doesn't like
dealing with patients.

Isn't treating patients
why we became doctors?

No, treating illnesses
is why we became doctors.

Treating patients is what
makes most doctors miserable.

So you're trying
to eliminate the humanity

from the practice of medicine.

If we don't talk to them,
they can't lie to us.

And we can't lie to them.

Humanity is overrated.

I don't think it's a tumor.

(Foreman)
First year of medical school,

if you hear hoof beats
you think horses, not zebras.

Are you in first year
of medical school?

No.

First of all, there's nothing

on the CAT scan.

Second of all,
if this is a horse,

then her kindly family doctor
in Trenton

makes the obvious diagnosis,

and it never gets near
this office.

Differential diagnosis, people.

If it's not a tumor,
what are the suspects?

Why couldn't she talk?

(Chase)
Aneurysm, stroke,

or some other ischemic syndrome.

Get her a contrast MRI.

Creutzfeldt-Jacob Disease?

Mad cow.
Mad zebra.

(Foreman)
Wernicke's Encephalopathy.

No, blood thiamine level
was normal.

Lab in Trenton could have
screwed up the blood test.

I assume it's a corollary

if people lie,
that people screw up.

Redraw the blood tests.

And get her a schedule
for that contrast MRI ASAP.

Let's find out what kind
of zebra we're treating here.

(P.A.)
Radiology,
please call the page.

Radiology,
please call the page...

I was expecting you in my office
20 minutes ago.

Really?
Well, that's odd.

'Cause I had no intention
of being in your office

20 minutes ago.

Do you think we have nothing
to talk about?

No, I just can't think of
anything I'd be interested in.

I sign your paychecks.
I have tenure.

Are you gonna grab my cane now,
stop me from leaving?

That would be juvenile.

I can still fire you
if you're not doing your job.

I'm here from 9 to 5.

Your billings are practically
non-existent.

Rough year.
You ignore requests
for consults.

I call back.
Sometimes I misdial.

You're six years behind
on your obligations

to this clinic.
See, I was right.

This doesn't interest me.

Six years, times three weeks.

You owe me better
than four months.

It's 5:00.
I'm going home.

To what?

Nice.

Look--
Dr. House--

The only reason
why I don't fire you

is because your reputation

is still worth something
to this hospital.

Excellent, we have
a point of agreement.

You're not gonna fire me.

Your reputation won't last
if you don't do your job.

The clinic is part of your job.

I want you to do your job.

As the philosopher Jagger
once said,

"You can't always get
what you want."

[haunting instrumental music]

You're not my doctor.
Are you Dr. House?

Thankfully, no.
I'm Dr. Chase.

(Cameron)
Dr. House is the head

of diagnostic medicine.

He's very busy,

but he has taken a keen interest
in your case.

We inject gadolinium
into a vein.

It distributes itself

throughout your brain,

and acts as a contrast material

for the magnetic
resonance imagery.

Basically,
whatever's in your head

lights up
like a Christmas tree.

(Foreman)
It might make you feel
a little lightheaded.

(woman)
Dr. Cameron.

I'm sorry, I have to stop you.

There's a problem.

You pulled my authorization!

Yes.
Why are you yelling?

No MRIs, no imaging studies,
no labs--

You also can't make
long distance phone calls.

If you're gonna fire me,

have the guts to face me.

Or photocopies.
You're still yelling.

I'm angry!

You're risking
a patient's life!

I assume those are
two separate points.

You showed me disrespect.
You embarrassed me.

And as long as I work here,
you have no--

Is the yelling designed
to scare me?

Because I'm not sure what it is

I'm supposed to be scared of.

More yelling?

That's not scary.

That you're gonna hurt me,
that's scary,

but I'm pretty sure
I can outrun ya.

Oh, I looked into
that philosopher you quoted.

Jagger.

And you're right.

You can't always get
what you want.

But as it turns out,

"If you try sometimes,
you get what you need."

So, because you want me
to treat patients,

you're not letting me
treat patients.

I need you to do your job.

Do the MRI.
She folded.

[sighs]
I've gotta do four hours a week
in this clinic...

until I make up
the time I've missed.

2054.
I'll be caught up in 2054.

You better love this cousin
a whole lot.

[haunting instrumental music]

*

All right, Rebecca,

I know you may feel a little
claustrophobic in there,

but we need you
to remain still.

(Chase)
Okay, we're gonna begin.

[pictures snapping]

[loud banging]

I don't feel so good.

(Chase)
It's all right,
just try to relax.

[loud rumbling]

[gagging]

Rebecca?

[gagging]
Rebecca?

Rebecca.

Get her outta there.

Ah, she probably
fell asleep,

she's exhausted.

She was claustrophobic
30 seconds ago.

She's not sleeping,
we gotta get out of there.

It'll just be another minute.

If she's having an allergic
reaction to the gadolinium,

she'll be dead in two minutes.

Hold her neck.

All right.

Oh, she's ashen.

She's not breathing.

Epi point five.

One...

I can't ventilate.

Too much edema.
Where's the surgical airway?

(Chase)
Yep, coming.

Good call.

[ventilator expelling]

(Chase)
We'll get that tube
out of your throat

later today.

Just get some rest
for now, okay?

I told you.
You can't trust people.

She probably knew she was
allergic to gadolinium,

and figured it was an easy way

to get someone to cut a hole
in her throat.

Can't get a picture,

gonna have to get
a thousand words.

You actually want me
to talk to the patient?

Get a history?

We need to know if there's some
genetic or environmental causes

triggering
an inflammatory response.

I thought everybody lied.

Truth begins in lies.

Think about it.

That doesn't mean anything,
does it?

(House)
12:52 p.m.,

Dr. House checks in.

Please write that down.

Do you have cable TV
here somewhere?

General Hospital starts
in eight minutes.

No TV,
but we've got patients.

Can't you give out
the aspirin yourself?

I'll do paperwork--
I made sure your first case
was an interesting one.

Cough just won't go away,
runny nose looks a funny color.

Patient admitted
complaining of back spasm.

I think I read about
something like that

in the New England Journal
of Medicine.

Patient is orange.
The color?

No, the fruit.

You mean yellow,
it's jaundice.

I mean orange.

Well, how orange?
It's probably--
Exam Room One.

I was playing golf,
and my cleats got stuck.

I mean, it hurt a little,
but I kept playing.

The next morning,
I could barely stand up.

Well, you're smiling,

so I take it that means
this isn't serious.

What's that?

What are you doing?

Pain killers.

Oh, for you, for your leg.

No, 'cause they're yummy.

You want one?

Make your back feel better.

Unfortunately,
you have a deeper problem.

Your wife is having an affair.

What?

You're orange, you moron.

It's one thing for you

not to notice,
but if your wife

hasn't picked up on the fact

that her husband
has changed color,

she's just not
paying attention.

By the way, do you consume

just a ridiculous amount
of carrots

and mega-dose vitamins?

Carrots turn you yellow,

the niacin turns you red.

Find some finger-paint
and do the math.

And get a good lawyer.

Deep breath.

It's cold.

Has he been using his inhaler?

Not in the past few days.

He's, um, only ten.

I worry about children

taking such strong medicine
so frequently.

What happened to your leg?

Your doctor
probably was concerned

about the strength
of the medicine too.

She probably weighed that danger

against the danger
of not breathing.

Oxygen is so important

during those pre-pubescent
years, don't you think?

Okay, I'm gonna assume
that nobody's

ever told you what asthma is.

Or if they have, you had
other things on your mind.

A stimulant triggers cells

in your child's airways
to release substances

that inflame the air passages
and cause them to contract.

Mucus production increases,

cell lining starts to shed.

But the steroids--

the steroids...

stop the inflammation.

The more often this happens--

What, "the more often
this happens" what?

Forget it,
if you don't trust steroids,

you shouldn't trust doctors.

(Rebecca)
My mother passed away
four years ago.

She had a heart attack.

And my father

broke his back
doing construction.

[pager beeping]

It's House, it's urgent.

I'm sorry.

You couldn't have knocked?

Steroids.

Give her steroids.

High doses of prednisone.

You're looking for a support
for a diagnosis

of Cerebral Vasculitis?

Inflammation of blood vessels
in the brain is awfully rare,

especially for someone her age.

So is a tumor.
Her SED rate is elevated.

Mildly.

It could mean anything
or nothing.

Yeah, I know.

I have no reason to think
that it's vasculitis.

Except that it could be.

If the blood vessels
are inflamed,

that's gonna look exactly
like what we saw

in the MRI from Trenton County.

The pressure's gonna cause
neurological symptoms.

We can't diagnose that
without a biopsy.

Yes, we can.
We treat it.

If she gets better,
we know we're right.

And if we're wrong?

Then we'll learn something else.

Why steroids?

Just part of your treatment.

You haven't had many visitors.
No boyfriend?

Three dates.

I wouldn't have stood by him
if he were vomiting all day.

What about work?
You must have friends from work.

Pretty much everybody I like
is five years old.

The nurse said you're stopping

my radiation.

We're just trying
some alternative medication.

So where's your family from--

Steroids aren't an alternative
to radiation.

The tests weren't
really conclusive.

We're treating you
for vasculitus.

It's the inflammation
of blood vessels in the brain.

I-It's not a tumor?

I don't have a tumor?

Hey.

You should have
told her the truth.

It's a long shot guess.
Thank you.

If House is right, no harm.

If he's wrong,
we've given a dying woman

a couple days hope.

False hope.

If there was any other
type available,

I would've given her that.

(girl)
Why are you smelling
Billy's pants?

I'm not.

Looked like you were.

I was smelling the floor.

Oh.

Do you have any pets
in this class?

No, but we used
to have a gerbil.

But Carly L. dropped
a book on it.

Careless.

You need to smell it?

No, I'm smelling for mold.

I don't need to smell him.

You could smell our parrot.

You said you didn't have
any pets in this class.

A parrot is a bird.

(Foreman)
Parrots are the primary source
of psittacosis.

It's not the parrot.

And psittacosis can lead to--
nerve problems,

neurological complications.

How many kids
were in the class?

20.

How many are home sick?

None, but--
None.

But you figured
that five-year-olds

are more serious about
bird hygiene than their teacher.

You been through her home?

(Foreman)
Well, she lives in Trenton.

I can go up to her room
tomorrow morning,

ask her for the key.

Would the police
call for permission

before dropping by
to check out a crime scene?

It's not a crime scene.

As far as I know,
she's running a meth lab

out of her basement.

She's a kindergarten teacher.

And if I were
a kindergarten student,

I would trust her implicitly.

[sighs]
Okay.

I'll give you a for-instance.

The lady back there--

who made your egg salad
sandwich.

Her eyes look glassy,
did you notice that?

Now, hospital policy
is to stay home

if you're sick.

But if you're making
$8.00 an hour,

then you kinda need
the $8.00 an hour, right?

And the sign
in the bathroom says

that employees must wash
after using the facilities,

but I figure that somebody
who wipes snot on a sleeve

isn't hyper-concerned
about sanitary conditions.

So what do you think?
Should I trust her?

I want you to check
the patient's home

for contaminants, garbage,
medication--

I can't just break
into someone's house.

Isn't that how you got
into the Felkers' home?

Yeah, I know.

Court records are sealed,
you were 16,

it was a stupid mistake.

But your old gym teacher
has a big mouth.

You should write
a "thank you" note.

I should thank him.

Well--

I needed somebody
around here

with street smarts.

Okay?

Knows when they're being conned,
knows how to con.

I should sue you.

Pretty sure you can't sue
somebody for wrongful hiring.

But I'm pretty sure I can sue
if you fire me

for not breaking
into some lady's house.

Doing research.

People are fascinating,
aren't they?

Why are you
giving Adler steroids?

'Cause she's my patient.

That's what you do with
patients, you give 'em medicine.

You don't prescribe medicine
based on guesses.

At least we don't since Tuskegee
and Mengele.

You're comparing me to a Nazi?
Nice.

I'm stopping the treatment.

She's my patient.

It's my hospital.

I did not get her sick.
She is not an experiment.

I have a legitimate theory
about what's wrong with her.

With no proof.

There's never any proof.
Five different doctors

come up with five different
diagnoses

based on the same evidence.

You don't have any evidence.

And nobody knows anything, huh?

Then how is it
you always think you're right?

I don't.

I just find it hard to operate
on the opposite assumption.

Why are you so afraid
of making a mistake?

Because I'm a doctor.

Because when we make mistakes
people die.

Come on.

People used to have more respect
for cripples, you know?

They didn't really.

So how are you feeling?

Much better, thanks.

Are you Dr. House?
I thought he was a he, but...

No.

Don't eat too much too fast.

Thank him for me.

Right.

Should I discontinue
the treatment, boss?

You got lucky.

Cool, huh?

Okay, once again.

[deep breathes]

Good.

Am I ever gonna meet
Dr. House?

Well, you might run into him
at the movies or on a bus.

Is he a good man?

He's a good doctor.

Can you be one
without the other?

Don't you have
to care about people?

Caring's a good motivator.

He's found something else.

Feel this?

Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Both sides?

Squeeze.

Harder.

All right.

He's your friend, huh?

Yeah.

Does he care about you?

I think so.

You don't know?

As Dr. House likes to say,
everybody lies.

It's not what people say.
It's what they do.

Yeah, he cares about me.

I can't see.

I can't see.

[dramatic music]

[monitors beeping fast]

A little help in here!

[monitors beeping faster]

[single long beep]

(Foreman)
Your chest will be sore
for a while.

We needed to shock you
to get your heart goin'.

[breathes deep]

Okay, can you arrange these
to tell a story?

[soft music]

*

(Foreman)
She couldn't put them in order.

Could the damage have been
caused

by a lack of oxygen
during the seizure?

No, I gave her the same test
five minutes later.

She did just fine.

The altered mental status
is intermittent

just like the verbal skills.

So what now?

(Foreman)
Given the latest symptoms,

it's clearly growing deeper
into the brain stem.

Soon she won't be able to walk.
She'll go blind permanently.

And then the respiratory center
will fail.

How long do we have?

If it's a tumor,
we're talkin' a month or two.

If it's infectious,
a few weeks.

If it's vascular, that'll
probably be fastest of all.

Maybe a week.

We're gonna stop all treatment.

I still think it's a tumor.

I think we should
go back to the radiation.

(Chase)
She didn't respond
to the radiation.

Maybe we didn't see the effect
until after we started steroids.

Nope, it's not a tumor.
The steroids did something.

I just don't know what.

So we're just gonna do nothing?

We're just gonna watch her die?

Yeah, we're gonna watch her die.

(House)
Specifically we're gonna watch
how fast she's dying.

You just told us each diagnosis
has its own time frame.

When we see how fast it's
killing her,

we'll know what it is.

And by then maybe there's
nothing we can do about it.

There's gotta be something
we can do.

Something better
than watching her die.

Well, I got nothing.
How about you?

Bastard.

Oh, Cameron, I need you
for a couple of hours.

What's up?

When you break
into someone's house,

it's always better to have
a white chick with you.

Adler's house?

Why don't we just ask her
for her keys?

For all we know she
could be running a meth lab

out of her basement.

I'm tired a lot.

Any other reason why you think

you might have
Chronic Fatigue Syndrome?

It's kinda the definition,
isn't it?

It's kind of the definition
of getting older.

I had a couple headaches
last month, mild fever,

sometimes I can't sleep and
I have trouble concentrating.

Apparently not while researching
this stuff on the internet.

I was thinking
it also might be fibromyalgia.

Excellent diagnosis.

Is there anything for that?

[heavy sigh]

Do you know I think
there just might be?

I need 36 Vicodin
and change for a dollar.

Exam room two.

House doesn't
believe in pretense.

Figures life's too short
and too painful.

So he just says what he thinks.

Nothing interesting
in the garbage.

I say what I think
is just another way

of saying I'm an ass.

Well, if you wanted to be judged
for your medical prowess only,

maybe you shouldn't have broken
into someone's home.

I was 16!

Don't know about ticks but her
dog's definitely got fleas.

I managed to make it to 17
without a criminal record.

Yeah, well, you obviously didn't
grow up in my neighborhood.

That's right, you stole
a loaf of bread

to feed your starving family,
right?

You always eat
during break-ins?

Am I supposed
to respect their food

more than I respect
their DVD players?

You want some?

No.

You gonna go hungry
until she dies?

No.

You know what?

After centuries of slavery,

decades of civil rights marches,
and, more significantly,

living like a monk, never
getting less than a 4.0 GPA.

You don't think it's kind of
disgusting I get one

of the top jobs in the country
because I'm a delinquent?

We'll eat, then we'll
tear up the carpet.

You went to Hopkins, right?

Yep.

So you went to a better school
than I did.

You got better grades
than I did.

[laughs]
So how'd you get the job?

You stab a guy in a bar fight?

[dramatic music]

Nothing.
It's not a tumor.

She's getting worse too fast.
She can't stand up.

No toxins, no medications?

Nothing that would explain
these symptoms.

Family history
of neurological problems?

Not that I could tell
from her underwear drawer.

You said nothing that would
explain these symptoms.

What did you find that doesn't
explain these symptoms?

Dr. Wilson convinced you
to treat this patient

under false pretenses.

Adler's not his cousin.

That's ridiculous.
You can ask her yourself.

Why--can we get back--

She's not Jewish.

Rachel Adler's not Jewish?

I had ham at her apartment.

Dr. Foreman, a lot of Jews have
non-Jewish relatives

and most of us
don't keep kosher.

I can see getting
through high school

without learning a thing
about Jews, but medical school?

Maybe she's Jewish, but she's
definitely not your cousin.

Really?

This guy is--
You don't even know her name.

You called her Rachel.
Her name is Rebecca.

Yes, yes, her name is Rebecca.

I call her Rachel.

You idiot!

Listen, he's--
Not you, him.

You said
you didn't find anything.

Everything I found was in my--

You found ham.

So?

Where there's ham, there's pork.

Where there's pork,
there's neurocysticercosis.

Tapeworm?

You think she's got a worm
in her brain?

It fits.

Could have been living there
for years.

It never occurred to me.

Millions of people
eat ham every day.

It's quite a leap to think
that she's got a tapeworm.

Okay, Mr. Neurologist, what
happens when you give steroids

to a person who has a tapeworm?

They--they get a little better
and then they get worse.

Just like Rebecca Adler did.

In a typical case, if you don't
cook pork well enough,

you digest live tapeworm larvae.

They got these little hooks.
They grab on to your bowel.

They live.
They grow up.

They reproduce.

Reproduce?

There's only one lesion
and it's nowhere near her bowel.

That's because this
is not a typical case.

A tapeworm can produce
20 to 30,000 eggs a day.

Guess where they go?

(Foreman)
Out.

(House)
Not all of them.

Unlike the larvae,

the egg can pass right through
the walls of the intestines

into the bloodstream.

Where does the bloodstream go?

(Cameron)
Everywhere.

As long as it's healthy,

the immune system
doesn't even know it's there.

The worm builds a wall.

Uses secretions to shut down
the body's immune response

and control fluid flow.

It's really very beautiful.

As long as it's healthy.
So what do we do?

Call a vet?

Nurse the little guy
back to health?

It's too late for that.
It's dying.

And as it dies, this parasite
loses the ability

to control the host's defenses.

The immune system wakes up,

attacks the worm,
and everything starts to swell.

And that is very bad
for the brain.

(Wilson)
It could still
be 100 other things.

The eosinophil count
was normal.

It's only abnormal
in 30% of cases.

Proving nothing.

Oh, no, no, no.
You see, it fits.

It's perfect.
It explains everything.

But it proves nothing.

I can prove it by treating it.

No, you can't.

I was just with her.

She doesn't want
any more treatments.

She doesn't want
any more experiments.

She wants to go home and die.

[thunder]

Would you excuse us please?

I'm Dr. House.

It's good to meet you.

You're being an idiot.

You have a tapeworm
in your brain.

It's not pleasant, but if we
don't do anything,

you'll be dead by the weekend.

Have you actually
seen the worm?

When you're all better,
I'll show you my diplomas.

You were sure
I had vasculitis too.

Now I can't walk,
and I'm wearing a diaper.

What's this treatment
gonna do for me?

I'm not talking
about a treatment.

I'm talking
about a cure.

But because I might
be wrong, you wanna die.

What made you a cripple?

I had an infarction.

A heart attack?

That's what happens when
blood flow is obstructed.

If it's in the heart,
it's a heart attack.

If it's in the lungs,
it's a pulmonary embolism.

If it's in the brain,
it's a stroke.

I had it
in my thigh muscles.

Wasn't there something
they could do?

There was plenty
they could do,

if they'd made
the right diagnosis.

But the only symptom was pain.

Not many people get to
experience muscle death.

Did you think you were dying?

I hoped I was dying.

So you hide in your office,
refuse to see patients

because you don't like
the way people look at you.

You feel cheated by life

so now you're gonna get even
with the world.

You want me to fight this.
Why?

What makes you think
I'm so much better than you?

When you're scared,
you'll turn into me.

I just wanna die
with a little dignity.

There's no such thing.

Our bodies break down.

Sometimes when we're 90.

Sometimes
before we're even born.

But it always happens, and
there's never any dignity in it.

I don't care if you can walk,
see, wipe your own ass.

It's always ugly. Always.

We can live with dignity,
we can't die with it.

[dramatic music]

*

No treatment.

Maybe we can get a court order,
override her wishes,

claim she doesn't have the
capacity to make this decision.

She does.

But we can claim
that the illness

made her mentally
incompetent, right?

Pretty common result.

That didn't happen here.

He's not gonna do it.

She's not just
a file to him anymore.

He respects her.

So because you respect her,
you're going to let her die?

I solved the case.
My work is done.

Patients always want proof.

We're not making cars here.
We don't give guarantees.

I think we can prove
it's a worm.

It's noninvasive.
It's safe.

I'm not completely sure but--

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
what's the damn idea?

Have you ever seen
a worm under an x-ray?

A regular old, no contrast,
100-year-old technology x-ray.

They light up like
shotgun pellets.

Just like on a contrast MRI.

Which is the same thing
as a CT Scan--which we did.

Which proved nothing.

The worm's cyst
is the same density

as the cerebro-spinal fluid.

We're not gonna see
anything in her head.

But Chase is right.
He's right.

We should x-ray her.

But we don't x-ray her brain.
We x-ray her leg.

Worms love thigh muscle.

She's got one in her head,

I guarantee you,
there's one in her leg.

[mechanical whirring]

Hold still, Rebecca.

This here...

is a worm larvae.

So if it's in my leg,
it's in my brain?

Are you looking for a guarantee?
It's there.

Probably been there
six to ten years.

Could I have more?

Probably.

It's good news.

What do we do now?

Now we get you better.

Albendazole.

Two pills?
Yeah.

Every day for at least
a month with a meal.

Two pills?

Yeah, possible side effects
include abdominal pain,

nausea, headaches, dizziness,
fever, and hair loss.

We'll probably make you keep
taking the pills

even if you get
every one of those.

[female paging a doctor]

[dramatic music]

Why did you hire me?

Does it matter?

Kinda hard to work for a guy
who doesn't respect you.

Why?

Is that rhetorical?

No, it just seems that way

'cause you can't think
of an answer.

Does it make a difference
what I think?

I'm a jerk.

The only thing that matters
is what you think.

Can you do the job?

You hired a black guy because
he had a juvenile record.

No, it wasn't a racial thing.
I didn't see a black guy.

I just saw a doctor
with a juvenile record.

I hired Chase because his dad
made a phone call.

I hired you...

because you are
extremely pretty.

You hired me
to get into my pants?

I don't believe that
that would shock you.

It's also not what I said.

No, I hired you
because you look good.

It's like having a nice piece
of art in the lobby.

I was in the top of my class.

But not the top.

I did an internship
at the Mayo Clinic.

You were a very good applicant.

But not the best.

Would that upset you, really,
to think that you were hired

because of some
genetic gift of beauty

instead of some genetic gift
of intelligence?

I worked very hard
to get where I am.

But you didn't have to.

People choose the paths that
gain them the greatest rewards

with the least amount of effort.
That's a law of nature.

You defied it.
That's why I hired you.

You could have married rich.
Coulda been a model.

You coulda just shown up

and people
would have given you stuff.

Lots of stuff.
But you didn't.

You worked
your stunning little ass off.

Am I supposed to be flattered?

Gorgeous women
do not go to medical school.

Unless they're as damaged
as they are beautiful.

Were you abused
by a family member?
No.

Sexually assaulted?

No.

But you are damaged.
Aren't you?

[pager beeps]

I have to go.

I followed her.

[sighs]

I couldn't stop thinking
about what that doctor said.

I told you not to listen to him.
He's an idiot.

I was orange.

I don't want to know
what you found out.

You don't care?

I'm your doctor.

You've been good to me
and good to this hospital.

Of course I care.

But I don't see
how this conversation

can end well for me.

Either your wife
is having an affair

or she's not having an affair
and you have come here

because you rightly think
I should fire him.

But I can't.
Even if it cost me your money.

The son of a bitch
is the best doctor we have.

Feeling any better?

I can't complain.

As you know, the hospital has
certain rules.

And, as you also know,
we tend to ignore them.

But I think this one's
gonna be a little obvious

unless we get your help.

If anyone asks, you have
11 daughters and 5 sons.

Hi!

(kids)
Hi!

Look who's here.

It's so good to see you guys!
I missed you!

This is for me?
It's beautiful.

Hmm, I love you guys.

I wanted to thank Dr. House,
but he never visited again.

He cured you.
You didn't cure him.

Okay.

I want a hug and a kiss
from every single one of you.

Get up here right now.

There.
Hold on.

She's converted...

You said
she was your cousin.

Why would you lie?

It got you to take the case.

You lied to a friend
to save a stranger.

Don't you think
that's kinda screwed up?

Oh, you've never lied to me?

I never lie.

Oh, right.

Why do we do this?
Because we're doctors.

If we make mistakes,
people die.

[knock on door]

(from TV)
Thank you, Doctor.

Dr. House?
You have a patient.

[mock dramatic music]

He says he needs a refill.

Got change for a dollar?

* You can't always
get what you want *

* You can't always
get what you want... *