(DOOR OPENS)
- Hey. - MAN: Hey, I'll be right there.
Take your time.
You mind if I get a drink of water?
No, no. Not at all, help yourself.
(MAN CHUCKLING)
Not exactly beach reading, huh?
- Do you understand any of that stuff? - Well, most of these I can get through.
But that one, I can't get past the dust jacket.
- Where's Ted? - Laid off.
Company's going with per diam workers.
You don't have to pay overtime, health insurance.
Wow, that sucks.
I don't mind. Really. I'm not a 40-hour-a-week kind of guy.
Uh, if I could just get you to sign...
Right. Um...
Hang on one second. I wanna show you something.
(MAN LAUGHING)
(COUGHING)
You're gonna laugh,
but I swear this guy, James Sidas, looks exactly like you.
Wait, hang on a second.
This guy is you. I saw a profile Nova did on you.
You're like the youngest guy to ever graduate MIT.
- Standards were lower back then. - You got an IQ of 178.
Published three books and 35 papers, all before the age of 18?
Yeah.
Sorry, I really need to get going, so if I could just get you to sign off...
Alright. I'll trade you. I'll sign if you'll sign.
- I'm not that guy anymore. - Come on, man.
This is the most exciting thing that's happened in this place in years.
(LAUGHING) Come on, don't be like that.
I'm paying you a compliment.
It's not that. I'm...
My hand's not working.
Hey, hey. Whoa, whoa. You OK?
No.
- $2.32. - Put it on Dr. Wilson's tab.
I don't know who Dr. Wilson is, and we don't have tabs.
Do you know who I am?
- No. - Good.
But, sir...
I got it. It's alright.
Thanks.
Although, I should make it clear that for two bucks,
all you get is top half, over the clothes.
(LAUGHS)
Any plans for turkey day?
Going to my sister's for dinner. Why?
Just making pleasant conversation.
I heard tell of folks doing such.
How about we talk about this?
Fifteen-year-old, recurring migraines and blurred vision.
- Great. - Really?
Sure. There's no point putting a band together
- if we're not gonna play any gigs. - Hold on. Take this instead.
I was expecting more resistance.
That was the old me. New me is static guarded and friction free.
Enjoy your drumstick.
Ready to save some lives?
Thirty-two-year-old courier, ataxia, anemia, mild cough.
CT was clear, tox screen negative.
What are you so excited about?
Why wouldn't I be? Got all my starters back,
plus a couple of first-class free agents. I feel like Mike Tomlin.
Probably not as much as you do, but you get the idea.
Ataxia and anemia, could be viral, maybe West Nile.
No fever, lymph glands were normal. Anybody seen Wilson?
- Hyperbilirubinemia? - Yeah, like that's a real thing.
- Meningitis. - Anemia's a stretch.
- Page Dr. James Wilson at 558. - TAUB: What about sickle cell?
- The guy's white. - Whites can get it.
Come on. We get the tennis elbow and all the money,
let them have sickle cell.
- TTP is a better fit. - He's right.
What, you thought I wouldn't agree with him? Ever?
Well, you didn't agree with him. That's why he dumped you.
Oh, sorry, it was mutual.
We're cool, OK? Nobody's angry, nobody's hurt.
HOUSE: Sounds passionate. (CLEARS THROAT)
- TTP makes sense to me. - Not to me.
- What if he had a history of... - One big happy family. TTP it is.
Confirm with a blood smear and ADAMTS13 antibodies.
WOMAN ON PA: Dr. James Wilson, please dial 558.
- Can you cure it? - TTP isn't completely curable,
but the symptoms are manageable with the proper treatment.
Is this the treatment?
No. First we need to do a blood test to confirm the diagnosis.
But he's gonna get better?
SIDAS: Honey, that's what she's saying. I'm gonna be OK. Don't worry.
How can't I worry? You're in the hospital.
I'm gonna be fine.
Are you sure everything was fine before?
I mean, given your educational background,
you'd think you could at least find a job with a medical plan.
- We have money. Don't worry. - TAUB: It's not that.
It's just I want to make sure we have all the information we should.
My husband wouldn't lie.
It's OK, baby. He's just doing his job.
He just wants to make sure I'm not a secret drug addict or an alcoholic.
Or hiding a history of mental illness.
I work as a courier because I want to.
- It's easy. I don't have to think. - It's too hard to think?
No. Just unpleasant.
No matter what I did, it really wasn't good enough.
Then I met Dara. She didn't care how smart I was,
or what I might accomplish in the future.
It was the first time in my life that I was really happy.
So I decided I would rather be happy than smart.
(DOOR OPENS)
You alright?
Sorry. I know you're not OK. I mean...
She left.
Went back to Chicago.
- Any chance of reconciliation? - No.
You sure you don't wanna grab a drink after work?
I figured we could talk about the perils of dating doctors.
- I wasn't dating Cameron. - I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...
I know what you're doing, and I appreciate it.
But I've got it under control.
That's what you said about the Dibala incident, and obviously you didn't.
And talking about it obviously made things so much better.
Didn't you think there was something weird about that guy?
Not really. In fact, he seemed pretty normal.
That's my point.
Guys with lQs off the chart are usually completely abnormal.
Speaking of House, why did you come back?
You must have taken a major pay cut.
Life's too short to worry about money.
Your wife feel the same way?
She's happy to cut back on some things.
Like sex.
- Why'd you come back? - Why wouldn't I?
Like Foreman said, nobody's angry, nobody's hurt.
Sch istocytes.
That means TTP.
Which is what we thought it'd be, remember? This is a good thing.
This is an easy thing, and House doesn't take cases that are easy,
which means it's not TTP.
And he wants to see how long it takes us to catch up to him.
Schistocytes suggest TTP.
Good, now what?
Normally we'd try plasmapheresis,
but the patient has an albumin colloid allergy.
So?
So that means we have to give him a splenectomy.
Yes, it does.
- Wilson? - MAN: No.
- Do you know where he is? - Not in here.
You're sure you want us to take out his spleen?
Is that what a splenectomy is? I thought it was an ice cream treat. Yuck.
So you do really think he has TTP. You're not just testing us.
Yeah. Like I have time for games.
So, why did you really take this case?
Isn't it obvious? I'm fishing for a dinner invite.
(TOILET FLUSHING)
HOUSE: Missed you at breakfast this morning.
- And lunch. - I had a dentist appointment.
You know where Cuddy's sister lives?
You see, this is why I don't answer your urgent pages,
because they're not urgent pages.
I've decided what I'm gonna do about Cuddy and Lucas.
I'm going to break them up.
- Of course. - It's given me a purpose in life,
a goal, a raison d'étre.
Albeit a selfish, mean-spirited, childish raison.
I think of it more as benevolent.
There's only two possible outcomes for their relationship,
they split or they stay together forever.
If it's split, then the sooner it happens, the better for everyone.
If it's stay, then my meddling won't matter.
- (ELEVATOR DINGS) - In fact, if they survive it,
it might even make their bond stronger.
How you manage to elevate your narcissism
to beneficence is masterful.
And I've decided to do it at Thanksgiving dinner,
just cos I'm sentimental.
Dinner's at Cuddy's sister's, which brings us back to...
House, don't.
I fished for an invite. Cuddy wasn't biting, so I'll have to crash.
I have no idea where (Buddy's sister lives.
Ask and thou shalt receive.
You can't honestly think I would help you with this.
Not help me, help Cuddy, remember?
If you don't get it, I'll be forced to use more nefarious methods.
Happy holidays.
CHASE: Ah. Looks great.
So, he's all better?
Probably be on some long-term meds,
and he's about ten ounces lighter,
other than that, he won't even know it's gone.
Did you hear that, honey? You're gonna be just fine.
When can I get out of here?
If everything checks out, less than a week.
Good. Cos those boxes aren't gonna deliver colors.
Colors?
Green and orange...
...and ceiling.
- Mr. Sidas, do you know where you are? - Chewing.
- (MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY) - Jimmy?
Shirt.
He's stroking. Call the cath lab, now!
Oh, my God.
Blood flow's restored, appears to be no permanent damage.
Good news is it turns out to be an exciting,
action-packed thrill ride of a case after all.
Bad news is we took out his spleen for nothing.
Thank God he's still got his appendix and tonsils.
So what looks like TTP, acts like TTP,
tests like TTP, but isn't TTP?
CNS Vasculitis, explains the ataxia and anemia, maybe the stroke.
CT would have picked up something.
Hi, I'm Greg House. I'm a friend of your sister, Lisa.
Could be DIC.
Lisa Cuddy.
- HOUSE: Sorry, wrong number. - You gonna ask?
I'm sure he's got a perfectly logical explanation.
Can't be DIC, no hemorrhaging.
And I'm calling all 12 Julia Cuddys within a 100-mile radius.
See? Completely reasonable. Acquired pancytopenia?
WBC's normal.
Hey, Julia. You're Lisa's sister, right?
Are you sure? You are number 12.
Maybe she got married and changed her name.
- Otis Campbell. - Probably kept her first name.
FOREMAN: The mnemonic for toxins.
"O" for organophosphates, "T" for tricyclics, "I" for insulin...
Or as I remember it, "Moist Place."
That's "Place" spelled with two "L"s and a silent "B."
Except the tox screen was negative.
Standard tox screen. Unstandard toxins don't show up on it.
Well, you two do an unstandard tox screen. You two search his home.
Otis Campbell's gotta be hiding somewhere.
Smartest guy in the world and this is the best he can do?
Maybe he's doing what he loves.
Delivering boxes was a childhood dream.
Soda, processed cheese, marshmallow spread.
Nothing in here is capable of going bad.
Ibuprofen, eye drops, cough syrup.
You want to come over for Thanksgiving dinner?
You never asked me over before, why now?
Just never thought of it. But now that we're both on the team...
And my wife left me?
Is that a bad reason?
No, but I'm OK.
On both the food and friends.
TAUB: Mice.
Leptospirosis could explain the ataxia and the anemia.
CHASE: But not without a fever.
You have someone to talk to?
- Yeah. - Who?
What, you want names?
Look, you lost a friend, I get it.
But I'm not Kutner.
Good. Cos Kutner never used to come over for dinner.
I'm going to pretend there's something interesting over here,
so you'll shut up.
Actually, there is. He's got sketches of atomic structure.
This one is full of math proofs.
They're all old. Nothing since '96.
This isn't some homework assignment his parents forced on him,
this is passion. Why would he want to stop doing this?
Marriage destroyed his soul?
Ooh.
Or maybe it was just the booze.
Thank you, Doctor. You've been wonderful.
As have you, Diana. Be well.
DIANA: Thank you.
You're helping. Voluntarily.
He's done six already.
I figured you might be getting backed up with the holiday season and all.
So which one of us slipped through the wormhole into an alternate dimension?
I have always loved to travel. And paint.
Lucky number seven.
House, I know you're trying to be nice.
But I also know you're doing it because you have an agenda.
Wow. Sexy and smart.
(CLICKS TONGUE) Lucas is a lucky guy.
The question is, is this a bad agenda or a good one?
Either you're trying to screw with me,
or you're trying to show me that you've really changed.
So which is it? I'm dying to know.
What are you doing for Thanksgiving dinner?
Peace in our time!
Only cost me 45 minutes of clinic duty.
This is a three-hour drive.
Have you considered the possibility that this is a fake address?
You think she'd send me to a vacant lot for Thanksgiving dinner?
- If she's smart. - She is.
That's why I ran it through Motor Vehicles. Good as gold.
This cannot end well.
Don't want it to end well. You should come as my date.
You're not gonna want to miss this.
The unstandard tox screen was as clean as the standard one.
But we found vodka stashed away in his place.
What's with the ties?
Makes me look adorably non-threatening. Party or party-hearty?
Liver failure would explain all the symptoms.
Party.
So, the guy's a brainiac and his secret drug of choice is booze?
It's kind of pedestrian, don't you think?
Talk to him, he's a pedestrian guy.
With pedestrian alcoholism. Liver biopsy can wait until after Thanksgiving.
Yes, assuming the biopsy is going to tell us
exactly what we expect it to tell us, it can wait till after New Years.
On the other hand, Taub and Thirteen can do the liver biopsy today.
- Why us? - Juniority. Welcome back.
What do you want us to do? Same as me.
Have a happy Thanksgiving.
I'm not an alcoholic.
Yes, you just hide vodka around the house for fun.
I drink, just not a lot.
Since when do you drink at all?
I have one shot when I get home from work, baby. That's it.
- So why lie to your wife about it? - SIDAS: Because it's not important.
- What difference does it make? - That you drink every day, by yourself?
I have one lousy drink, OK? Have you ever seen me drunk? Ever?
No, but you've obviously been drinking enough to hurt your liver.
- My liver is fine. - Hold still.
There we go.
This test is a waste of time.
(EXCLAIMING)
- Hey. - This wine?
Alright. Very good. There, we got this...
WOMAN: String beans?
(LAUGHING)
- Julia? - No, I'm the house sitter.
They're in Hawaii for the week.
- Happy Thanksgiving. - Happy Thanksgiving, you guys
- Happy Thanksgiving. - MAN: Cheers. Cheers.
You must be Dr. House.
I was told I should offer you a turkey sandwich.
Tuna salad. Closest thing they had to turkey.
Thanks. But I'm hoping I can still get out of here
and catch the tail end of dinner with my wife.
Anything?
No cirrhosis, no scarring, no infection.
- Blood panel? - Elevated albumin, 7.2.
- That's it? - Everything else is fine.
So it was a waste of time.
Unless it's not his liver
that's elevating his albumin, it's his kidneys.
Renal failure. Explains the anemia. If he developed hyperkalemia,
that would explain the ataxia, but the stroke...
- lschemic encephalopathy. - Nice.
Except now we have to stay and test his kidneys.
(KEYS JINGLING)
- Key under the mat. - There's no key under the mat.
Oh, right.
You need to replace one of your kitchen windows.
I helped myself to your wine cellar.
I'll leave a buck on the way out.
You're not right for her.
- And you are? - Less wrong.
Ah.
But then I started thinking...
What was I saying?
You were saying it's late and...
She invited me. She didn't know if she should.
She was trying to figure out if I really have changed or...
...if I'm still the same old SOB I've always been.
But she always gave me a chance.
Eight hundred and thirty-two chances,
and I used up every one of them.
Eight hundred and thirty-two's her limit, make a note.
How about a cup of coffee?
It's just instant, but... (BOTTLE CLINKING)
I'm pathetic.
I don't deserve her.
OK. OK. Alright.
Here.
(GRUNTS)
(SIGHS) Maybe you should crash here.
It's a sofa bed.
I love her.
Patient's liver is fine, it's his kidneys that are shot.
And where the hell is House?
He left a message on the machine. He's not coming in today.
- CHASE: So what causes kidney failure? - Rhabdomyolysis.
No edema. I trust you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
I don't remember. So I guess I did.
- Multiple myeloma. - No bone pain.
TAUB: You got drunk alone?
No. That would be a sign that I need to talk to you about this.
- Polycystic kidney disease. - THIRTEEN: No UTls or flank pain.
Well, what if his cough is more than just a cold?
He hasn't been coughing. It's in his history,
and we found a new bottle of cough syrup in his medicine cabinet.
Cough could mean Goodpasture Syndrome, affects kidneys and lungs.
Start him on immunosuppressors and dialysis.
We'll do it right after we run it by House.
FOREMAN: He's not answering his pager. Looks like he's leaving it up to us.
Us. Not you.
TAUB: And since we don't disagree,
you can save your fight for another case.
How long do I have to be hooked up for?
Four to six hours a day until we see an improvement.
What if you don't?
Then we keep doing it until he gets a transplant.
You were sure it was his spleen, and then you were sure it was his liver,
which he told you it wasn't, and now you're sure it's his kidneys.
It's definitely his kidneys. We just don't know why it's his kidneys.
Any word from Cameron?
Nope.
I started seeing a counselor after my diagnosis.
She's really good.
Why does everyone assume that everyone works in the exact same way?
We pretty much do.
Our egos want us to think we're all snowflakes, no two alike,
but really, we all want the same things,
love, forgiveness, chocolate.
Well, what I want is for everyone to leave me alone.
(ELEVATOR DINGS) How do I get that?
What did you say to Lucas last night?
I know there were a lot of consonants.
I don't remember how I got here, never mind what I said.
Well, I just talked to him.
And he said he thought it'd be better if we stopped seeing each other.
Said he didn't realize how much there still was between you and me.
And he didn't want to get caught in the middle of us.
I was drunk.
- Whatever I said, he can't really... - I've had enough, House.
I actually felt bad about scamming you...
...but then you lived down to my expectations, and then some.
There is no us.
There never will be.
(ELECTRIC RAZOR WHIRRING) It worked.
Please tell me you're talking about a medical procedure.
They split up this morning. You're the very first one I've told.
And you think she'll start dating you? I'm sure she hates you.
But her eyes say, "How will I ever pay you for that tennis lesson?"
- (SIGHS) What a shame. - They'll get over it.
- I meant for you. - I'll get over it faster than they do.
(CHUCKLES) I can't believe that Lucas fell for my
"I'd never say this because it's so personal
except that I'm drunk" profession of love.
Second oldest trick in the book.
You're right. It's his fault because he's stupid.
He certainly is.
You're stupid.
Well, I'm rubber and you're glue...
He's not pedestrian, he's stupid.
Or at least stupider than he should be. He's a DXM junkie.
Dextromethorphan. As in cough syrup?
He wasn't taking it for his cough.
It's cheap, available at your corner drugstore,
and taken in high doses, it's a dumb drug.
Dumb drug? He obviously hasn't...
He's smart compared to you, he's a moron compared to what he was.
Robotripping lowers the IQ, it also causes brain damage.
Unless taken with the proper amount of ethanol,
about one drink per day.
He wasn't abusing the booze and taking the cough remedy medicinally,
he was abusing the cough meds and taking the booze medicinally.
Bravo.
Why would you do that?
If you had a gift, why would you just throw it away?
I didn't throw it away. I just turned it down a little.
When my brain was on low, everything didn't seem so miserable anymore.
Life was bearable.
I thought that I did that.
You do.
HOUSE: Long-term abuse of DXM explains all your symptoms.
Even, oh, sweet irony, your cough.
Whole bowel lavage, activated charcoal.
We get all traces of it out of your system,
you'll be the unhappiest little courier in no time.
I don't think I can live without it.
You'd be surprised what you can live without.
Make him a genius.
I can't believe it. He looks so much better already.
We were thinking about calling GQ.
Lavage has removed all traces of DXM from his body.
- You're drawing again. What is it? - Just doodles.
No, it's not. Come on, Jimmy, I want to know.
(SIGHS) This is a toroidal helicon plasma device.
It determines the amount of energy
expended by the subatomic particles.
I'm thirsty. Could you get me a juice or something?
Yeah. Of course.
I'm so happy, Jimmy-
(DOOR SLIDES OPEN)
I told you.
You know what the difference between her IQ and mine is?
91 points.
In relation, she's closer to a gibbon than she is to me.
Having sex with her would be an act of bestiality.
I assume you didn't marry her for her skill in Applied Physics.
I just wish she could spell it.
You really think you'd be happier with someone who could spell better?
(LAUGHING) No.
That's the problem. I'm the one who's a jerk.
But I owe her everything.
I want to want to be with her.
And when I'm clear, I...
I can't.
Fainting, dizziness, shortness of breath?
Sometimes.
Is the wait always this long?
Only on days that end in "day." Diarrhea, weight loss?
A bit.
Don't you ever shave?
Yeah, once a week. How about you?
Stomach pain, tenderness?
Every now and then. Are you this rude to all your patients?
Oh, yes, don't think you're special.
So we got a lot of vague, unverifiable symptoms,
yet all the physical signs are perfectly normal.
- What do you think I have? - I'm not sure,
but I think it's a lame job.
What?
You're a rat. Insurance company sends you out
to check on the quality of medical care.
- That's ridiculous. - Is it really?
Cos you seem a lot more interested in asking questions than answering them.
Handwriting in your medical records is obviously not a doctor's,
cos I can almost read it.
And when you went out for a urine sample, I looked in your purse.
Found the list of questions you were supposed to memorize
before you came to the clinic. I was looking for gum.
- You're an ass. - Put it in your report.
I'll tell you what. I'll give you 20 bucks
if you'll pretend that I'm not when we leave this room.
Remember, first ice, then heat.
If you have any problems, don't hesitate to call me.
Thank you, Dr. House.
Wait a second. Where's Cuddy?
Gone for the day.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Sorry, can't remember if I've mocked you yet for being a male nurse.
I think this counts.
Fair enough.
That isn't the man I married.
Yes, he is. He's just smarter. Give him some time.
- I'm sure... - He hates me.
His body is going through withdrawal. He's adjusting.
Maybe he never loved me. Not really.
Maybe we never really had anything at all.
SIDAS: Somebody help!
I can't feel my legs. I can't feel my legs.
Anywhere. Nothing.
We have to talk about this.
It's late. I'm tired.
I know it's a big pay cut,
but I'll always have the chance to make money.
I won't always have the chance to do this job.
That's what you think? That it's about the money?
So it's that I didn't consult you before I took the job?
That was offensive, but it's not about that either.
So then...
Can you give me the first letter?
When we got married,
you were an intern working 30-hour shifts, doing grunt work,
and we both put up with it because we knew
that it was leading to something better.
In your private practice, you are the boss. You call the shots.
But now, you're 40 years old, you're still doing grunt work.
That's what this is about? You think I'm a wuss?
He made you miss Thanksgiving dinner.
(PAGER BEEPING)
(SIGHS)
Vitamin B12 deficiency gives us
- anemia, numbness... - HOUSE: Not a stroke.
THIRTEEN: If he has a vascular malformation...
Anemia's not macrocytic.
Sorry to inconvenience you. Dying patients can be so thoughtless.
Don't.
Great comeback. Is that Oscar Wilde? Come on, people.
- Bone marrow malignancy. - Wouldn't produce schistocytes.
- Lupus. - HOUSE: Gee, thanks for coming in.
ANA was negative.
What about you? You got any predictable drivel you'd like to add?
I think they've given you enough already.
At least they're trying, not just sitting there like roadkill.
Give me something!
Give me something or I'll get your ex-smarter half
- on the phone and ask her. - FOREMAN: House...
(SIGHS)
You're going to be pressing charges?
Against the ottoman I tripped over?
Against Chase.
I'm pretty sure the ottoman was acting alone.
You free for dinner this weekend?
At least three other people saw him do it.
Mass hysteria. Either night?
I can't have doctors punching each other out.
Oh, my God, who got punched?
And more importantly, for Chase's sake,
I need to know if he's able to handle himself
or if I should be getting him some help.
Chase couldn't have punched anyone.
He was with me when I tripped over the ottoman.
If you're not planning on eating this weekend, maybe a movie?
I'm not doing this, House.
It's not fun anymore.
Just do your job.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
I need your help.
What happened to your face?
I was mowing the lawn when the phone rang.
You're a computer. I'm gonna feed you data, and you analyze it.
What are you gonna feed me, 20 years of medical knowledge, too?
It's not gonna work.
I know. But I don't have anyone else to ask.
It's lonely, isn't it?
It's not that bad.
Then you're not that smart.
You ever try to kill yourself?
- Not quickly. - I did.
Twelve years ago, I jumped off the top of my eight-story building
into a dumpster bin the day before pick-up.
I broke my collar bone, my leg and three ribs.
When I was in the hospital, they put me on narcotics
and suddenly everything was just better.
I didn't feel isolated or lonely.
That's where I met my wife.
She was so happy and dumb.
And I was...
...smart and miserable.
You tell me who the genius is.
I fell in love with her buzzed out of my head
and I knew I wanted to stay that way forever.
- Enjoy, - (LAUGHS)
Easier on your conscience if I die an idiot?
What's a conscience?
Which ribs did you break in the fall? Down the left side?
Yeah, bottom three. But that was 12 years ago.
This probably cost me my marriage, so it better be awesome.
Ferrous oxide contrast?
It gets absorbed by the spleen,
unless he doesn't have one,
in which case it's absorbed by the liver and fries that.
You're killing him?
You think I opened him up and didn't take out his spleen?
All organs do look kind of the same, red and squishy.
THIRTEEN: Oh, my God.
Accessory spleens.
OK, that is amazing.
Twelve years, eight stories and a dumpster ago,
he broke three ribs, damaged his spleen.
Bits of it split off, circulated through his blood stream
until they landed and attached somewhere else.
So, it is TTP.
I just didn't remove all of his spleens.
Sixteen splenectomies,
pretty sure he gets a set of steak knives with that.
I can outrun you.
Sorry about the nose. And the eye. And the eyebrow.
Guess I deserved it.
Well, if I thought that, I wouldn't be apologizing.
Your fist slipped?
Everybody kept bugging me, asking if I was OK.
So you bust my nose to keep people off your back?
Pretty much.
Making people even more worried about you.
Maybe. But at least they're not talking to me about it.
Fair enough.
Cheers.
- SIDAS: Thank you. - HOUSE: Don't be so grateful.
You'll be delivering packages for 70 years to pay for it.
Well, thanks for our talk.
It's been a while since I had a stimulating conversation.
- So what are you going to do? - Go back to my life.
Which one?
The one that has my wife in it.
TAUB: Robotripping.
How does she feel about that?
Well, she doesn't have to know. It's worked for 12 years.
Tell your brain I said goodbye.
Einstein's giving himself a lobotomy, and you're cool with that?
Ignorance is bliss.
Hold that pose.
(CLICKING)
I'll start with t-shirts and mugs and see how it goes.
Home early.
RACHEL: What happened to him?
You beat up House?
Just one right hook.
- Why? What happened? - You were right.
I told him we need to lay down some ground rules, it got a little heated.
That's not what I meant. Is he OK?
- Are you going to be fired? Arrested? - Everything's fine.
Wow.
Dr. Cuddy.
Can we at least be civil?
How's your nose?
It's OK.
Does your kid like animals?
I got tickets to that holiday carnival. I hear they have a nice petting zoo.
I think I was pretty clear before. I don't mean with me.
Here. Take them. Enjoy.
No, thanks.
They're not fake. I didn't steal them.
One of the nurses was selling them for her kid's scout troop.
I know it doesn't make things right between us,
but I just wanted to do something nice.
I don't want them.
OK.
I'll see you tomorrow.
They didn't split up.
She wouldn't take the tickets.
Of course. Windtalker code for "we never split up."
House, she told you multiple times she wants nothing to do with you.
I wasn't gonna be there.
She just felt guilty that I felt guilty, so she couldn't take them.
Either that or she didn't want to appease you.
These weren't reparations,
just a simple gesture of remorse, and she slapped it down.
They didn't break up.
She just wanted me to think that, so I'd back off.
Dare I ask what you're gonna do?
Nothing.
I said they'd either break up or they'd stay together.
They didn't break up.
And you're OK with that?
It is what it is.
Good for you.
(GROANS)
House knows I lied.
Why? What did he say?
Nothing. I could just tell.
- You gonna stage another breakup? - No.
Oh.
Hi.
It seems like he's going to leave us alone.
Mmm. Why would he do that?
I'm not completely sure.
So, we have his blessing?
I guess so.
I made you some eggplant Parmesan.
(BABY TALK)
And maybe House isn't so bad after all.
(SIGHS)
That would be nice, wouldn't it?