House (2004–2012): Season 5, Episode 5 - Lucky Thirteen - full transcript

Wow.

(SIGHS) Yeah.

Come back to bed.

Give me a minute.

You get 20 seconds.

(WATER RUNNING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Hey. What are you...

(DIALING)

Female, late 20s,
tonic-clonic seizure.

Duration of the seizure?



A little over
three minutes.

Does your friend
have a history of epilepsy?

She never said.

My name is Dr. Cameron.
You're in a hospital.

We're gonna
take care of you.

- What's her name?
- I don't know.

CAMERON: House?

(EXCLAIMS)

I have a case I think
you might be interested in.

Not now.

Twenty-six-year-old woman
had a tonic-clonic seizure.

What about me speeding away
says to you "let's chat"?

History of fatigue, and two years ago
she had a retinal vein occlusion.

She's diabetic.



No, she's not,
and she has no history of hypertension.

It can wait.

(THUDDING)

I knew I should have set up
the video camera. Stay there.

Oh, my goodness, I played
a practical joke on my best friend,

and he's badly injured.

Wish I'd learnt
this valuable lesson earlier.

I was waiting by my window
for an hour. Why are you late?

I had a breakfast meeting
at Mickey's Diner

with the Mercy people
to tell them

I'm coming back
to work here.

Sorry if it interfered
with your plan to maim me.

Donut's a nice touch.

That's just my way of saying
welcome back.

The seizure could be the result of
dehydration or something neurological.

Or the Ecstasy
you found in her system.

According to Dr. Hadley,
the patient took the drugs

about five hours
before the seizure, so...

How does Thirteen
know about it?

Apparently,
she was with the patient last night.

At 3:00 a.m.?

Oh, yeah.

Penthouse Forum
meets medical mystery.

Maybe there is a God.

Empty, transient sex?

I've been waiting for you
to spiral out of control

ever since you got
your Huntington's diagnosis,

but this is more
than I dared hope for.

The patient's seizure
resulted from dehydration,

which resulted from
a cocktail of alcohol and ecstasy.

- Mystery solved.
- Wait, were you doing drugs?

Not diagnostically relevant.

HOUSE: That's what
we're trying to diagnose.

It's how steep of a spiral
you're on.

Our patient hemorrhaged into
her eye two years ago.

Also not diagnostically relevant.

Retinal vein occlusion was fixed.

Her doctor said it
was a venous anomaly.

HOUSE: Is he in this room? Because if
he's not, I don't care what he thinks.

Unless he's a she,
and she was there last night, too,

in which case,
I care very deeply.

What if the eye problem wasn't
with her vein, but with her blood?

It would explain why she seized,
why she's always tired.

She parties until 3:00 a.m.,
that's why she's always tired.

Yet, you seem fine.

She's visited four other doctors
in the past year,

none of them found anything.

She's a hypochondriac
who drank too much.

Blood clots
could explain everything.

Makes sense. Bone marrow's in overdrive,
too many platelets. Sorry.

Thirteen, go stick a needle
in your girlfriend's pelvis.

And, no,
that one wasn't a metaphor.

Suck out some marrow.
That one was.

I like to watch.

THIRTEEN:
I can handle this alone.

You've already handled it,

that's why
you need a chaperone.

Of course, I'm a very permissive,
understanding chaperone,

so feel free
to ignore me,

you know, if you're in the mood to start
kissing or groping or showering...

You'll have to excuse Dr. House,
he mistakes immaturity for edginess.

You're Dr. House?

I assume my name came up last night
in the form of a moan.

You had sex,
then a seizure.

Could be a particular position
or activity that set it off.

That sounds like a valid
medical theory, doesn't it?

I'm really sorry,
just ignore him.

Whatever you think we did, we did.
And then some.

Lights on or off?

You got a medical rationalization
for that one?

- Light sensitivity could...
- On.

Huh! Figured she had
more shame than that.

She talk dirty, or make you rely
on vague hand signals?

She's pretty direct
about what she wants.

I'm learning so much.

Okay, score the score,
scale of 1 to 10.

Don't answer.

(GROANS)

Seven.

Finally get one right.

You want to investigate him
because he ate a donut?

He claimed he had a morning meeting
at Mickey's Diner.

Wilson loves
Mickey's Diner.

He has the French Toast Tower
whenever he sets foot in the door.

There's no way he would have come
to work wanting more carbs.

He lied to me.
I need to know why.

What do you think
you'll find out?

I'm worried that
he might be a spy.

He's been gone four months. You're
worried the friendship has changed.

I'm just not sure
if he's working for Hirohito

or the
New England Patriots.

You played a practical joke on him,
he didn't laugh...

I need something
to lord over him, a lie.

...he didn't try to retaliate,
he moralized.

He always moralized.

And he always moralized and got even.
He hasn't fired back.

Things always change.

And that sucks.

Yeah.
Find out where he was.

THIRTEEN: I should've known it wasn't
a coincidence. I found your letters.

You recognized House's name,
and you're the first patient I've seen

who actually enjoyed
being accosted by him.

I would've told you,
but...

What exactly
would you have told me?

That you slept with me
to get to House?

That you've been trying to get him
to take your case for over a year?

I'm sick,
no one even wrote back.

You used me.

You used me.

My motives were clear.

You might've figured out
my motives faster

if you had bothered to ask my name.

(SIGHS)

I followed you to that bar
because I wanted to talk to you,

see if you'd help me
get to House.

I didn't expect you
to be so aggressive.

Was that seizure
even real?

Why would I fake
a symptom?

It would just make it harder
for House to diagnose me.

There's nothing to diagnose.
Your biopsy results are negative.

Then it's something else.

Get dressed.
I'm discharging you.

House admitted me.
He obviously thinks...

House is using you as an excuse
to stick his nose in my personal life.

I'm tired
all the time.

Some nights I fall asleep at 10:00
and wake up at noon, still tired.

Every doctor I see,
tells me there's nothing wrong.

And that proves what,
exactly?

That they're wrong
or that you're wrong?

(GASPING)

Come on,
you expect me to believe...

(MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY)

Sit back, deep breaths.
Try and relax.

Get the paddles,
she's gonna crash.

Damn.

THIRTEEN: We had to use paddles
to stabilize the patient's heart.

Eye issue, brain issue,
now a heart issue,

sounds like
a real case to me.

Yeah, I get it. I was wrong.
Can we move on?

You're just upset
because the whole time she was with you,

she was thinking about my huge,
throbbing diagnostic skills.

Drugs would
explain everything.

This morning
you rejected drugs.

That's when I thought
that Thirteen was right

and I was just
jerking her around.

Cardiac arrest means
she could be a serious user.

- Great.
- What?

That means that something she did
at my place set this off,

either she brought
drugs in

or she grabbed something
from my medicine cabinet.

And that means my place
needs to be searched.

Now, I'd be happy
to do that myself,

but unfortunately, that would be
far less titillating for House,

so he's about to come up
with some convoluted medical reason

why I have to stay here
while he goes through my stuff.

Patient's dad
had bypass surgery,

means she's a candidate
for atherosclerosis,

she needs an ultrasound.

That was much less convoluted
than what you just said.

I'm not giving
you my keys.

If you want to do this,
I'm going.

Who can pick a lock?

I'll go. Make sure he doesn't
steal any underwear.

(SIGHS)

You're a disgrace to your stereotype.
Move over.

Think you can pick
a lock faster than me?

No need to pick.

Nice.
Steal from your employees.

Never.

I had my dick make keys
when I hired him to dick up the team.

I always imagined she'd have
a sex swing in the living room.

Give me my key.

Don't have your key.

You expect me to believe
that you hired Lucas

to investigate everyone
except for me?

Waste of money.

I already know
everything about you.

Thirteen had her purse,
that's gotta be the patient's.

Check it for drugs.

I call shotgun
on her bedroom.

You know that I stole a car
when I was a teenager.

You know that my mom
has Alzheimer's.

You know nothing else.

Want me to have you investigated?
When did you get so needy?

I'm not needy,
I just don't buy it.

You always want more
information about people.

Look where we are.
Purse is clean.

Last night wasn't the first time
that Thirteen brought home some strange.

- If you found her diary...
- No toys.

When you sleep with the same person
over and over,

that's when you need accessories.

First time is plenty exciting
on its own. Unless...

You think an asthma inhaler
could be used as a sex toy?

There are ways of getting to know people
without committing felonies.

People interest me.
Conversations don't.

Because conversations
go both ways.

- Like Thirteen.
- Like Thirteen.

Brown recluse,
found it at your apartment.

Their venom can cause seizures
and heart problems.

Unless the ultrasound
showed anything.

THIRTEEN: No.

What room did you find it in?

HOUSE: Bathroom.

Nice bidet, by the way.
Very refreshing.

I don't have a bidet.

Oh.

Spider's not the only interesting thing
I found.

Yeah, my inhaler
is fascinating.

It's got its own
extensive online following.

You have asthma?

When I was a kid.

It started acting up again
when I moved into my new place.

- You moved?
- Who cares?

He doesn't. He's just surprised
he didn't know.

You withhold things
other people would never bother to.

A move, a little wheeze,

whatever you thought was in my pocket
instead of your inhaler.

Maybe I should make a return trip
to your place.

A spider bite
doesn't explain anything

unless the patient
was actually bitten by a spider.

I'll do the exam.

HOUSE: Don't be ridiculous,
that'd be inappropriate.

It'd be better
if a woman gropes her.

There's no sexual
tension that way.

I need you to stand up
and take off your gown.

I think I would've felt
a spider biting me.

Not necessarily.

You really need those
after everything we did the other night?

The other night
I wasn't your doctor.

How long are you
going to stay mad at me?

How long are you
going to be here?

(SPENCER SIGHS)

Okay, then.

Look,

I really had no intention
of ever seeing you again.

So, having me end up here
is a little less than ideal. I get it.

But we just met. How did you know
you didn't want to see me again?

It's nothing personal.

I'm just really not that
into repeat performances.

I figured I wasn't
the first girl you cruised.

Why is that?

You're awfully
good at it.

You'd think with all that experience
that I'd be better than a seven.

(CHUCKLES)

We just met,
we were both drunk.

Not like
there wasn't potential.

A little more practice
for the both of us,

I'd say we're looking
at a nine, easy.

But that would require
a repeat performance.

You didn't have
to move your hand.

I didn't.

My hand's on your hip,
you don't feel that?

No. What does that mean?

It means it's not
a spider bite.

Blood test confirms
low potassium levels,

explains the numbness
in her hip.

It's not good,
but I think we've got time

for at least one or two comments
about my personal life.

Which you just wasted
with that comment about my comments.

Low potassium means her heart problem
is a symptom of a kidney problem.

What caused
the kidney problem?

Could be
lgA nephropathy.

Not without
blood in the urine.

PSAGN?

Not with
normal blood pressure.

Renal tubular acidosis?

Her kidneys don't filter
acid out of the blood,

excess acid drives down potassium,
causes kidney calcifications.

If it's RTA, all she needs
is sodium bicarbonate for the acid

and surgery to remove
the calcifications. CT her kidneys.

If you find calcifications,
we have our diagnosis.

HOUSE: What's he doing now?

DOUGLAS: Mmm-mmm. He's playing
that carjacking video game.

(SIGHS)

He'd get a lot farther
if he didn't stop at all the red lights.

Maybe he was doing something
he thinks I'll mock him for.

Like just about anything.

You don't think
it's that.

I don't think it's
"just about anything"?

You don't think it's
about anything trivial.

If you weren't worried,
you wouldn't be sitting in my car.

Maybe he's seeing
a shrink.

DOUGLAS: That does not look like
a pizza delivery.

Doesn't matter if it isn't,
Wilson doesn't buy his pizza.

Eight units
in this building,

there's gotta be a pervert like me
living in at least one of them.

Yes, because you represent
one out of every eight people

living in this country.

Well, apparently, he has developed
a taste for pizza.

(DOOR BUZZING)

Things change.

(MACHINES BEEPING)

CT shows
one more calcification

near the superior pyramid
on the left kidney.

See it.

That thing you were hoping
House didn't find at your place.

I found it.

You did the CAG test
two weeks ago.

A number this high means
you have less time than you thought.

It's understandable
you'd be upset.

It doesn't mean
you have to self-destruct.

It's not noble for you
to protect me from House

if you're just
going to judge.

There are things
you should be doing,

working out, improving balance
and coordination...

Yeah, that sounds
like a blast.

I'm having fun, cramming
as much life into my life as I can.

You're doing drugs, staying up
all night, having sex with strangers.

It sounds fun to me.

Good night.

Close the incisions.

She won't even have a scar.

Her O2 sats are dropping.

(BLEEPING)

Did you nick something?

The procedure was clean,
BP's strong.

Well, she's not breathing.
We need to intubate.

TAUB: The breathing problem started
after we fixed her kidney problem,

means the RTA
isn't the underlying cause.

Where's Thirteen?

Traffic's bad,
she's probably just...

Not here.

It's not her lungs.
No masses, no infiltrates.

Her lungs are working,
but she still can't breathe.

Distribution plant
can't distribute

if it's not getting deliveries.
If her lungs are fine,

maybe the problem's in the supply line,
airway collapse.

That could signal autoimmune

or some kind of dystrophy
as the underlying cause.

There's only way to find out if
her airway failed. Make it happen again.

Stick Thirteen's carpet cleaner
on a treadmill, methacholine challenge.

And someone
find the carpet.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

(DOOR RATTLING)

Exam going on, 15 minutes.

Morning, Dr. Hadley.

Just spoke
to my brother.

And by brother
you mean...

I mean,
my parents' other son.

Wow, same dad.

He got a call last week
from your Pl.

You lied.
You did have me investigated.

You've been taunting the team
with what you've learnt,

but you never
came after me.

Means you couldn't find anything.

You're right.

That's because you haven't done
anything stupid,

spontaneous, or even vaguely interesting
since you were 17.

And that's just sad.

I found her in the clinic
giving herself IV fluids.

At least you could've let her finish.
She looks terrible.

CUDDY: She has a fresh nightclub stamp
on her wrist.

She's in no condition
to practice.

Unless this is a prelude
to an actual spanking,

there's no reason
for me to be...

I want her to take
a drug test.

You can't make me do that.

But I can suspend you
until you do.

Because she went to a nightclub
in her free time?

Or because she had sex
in her free time?

The patient was undergoing
a routine surgery for RTA.

I didn't need
Thirteen here for that,

and I don't need you making my employees
punch a clock or pee in a cup.

Let's go. Come on.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Thank you.

By the way,
the surgery was not routine,

the patient stopped breathing,
and you missed a differential.

You're fired.

What? You just defended me.

No, I just prevented you from getting
a drug test, probably saved your career.

I'm already taking responsibility
for one doctor with a drug habit.

I don't have
a drug habit.

The slutty party girl is fun

till she pukes on your shoes,
then she's just a pain in the ass.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

I haven't sat on this couch
for four months. It remembers my cheeks.

(INHALES)

I've missed this.

Me, too.

Me trying to work,
you interrupting.

Come on, your patients can wait
five minutes, get me caught up.

Come on.
What did you do? Travel?

Did you get a new hobby?
Did you meet someone?

Actually, yes, I sort of
started dating someone.

Great.

What does she do?
Is she an actress?

No.
Why would you think that?

I just figured you'd want something
a little more exciting...

She's not...

You're gonna find out anyway
because you're gonna meet her.

(SIGHING)
She's a prostitute.

Used to be.
She made some mistakes.

Single mom,
had some drug issues,

but she's so smart.

She wants to go
to law school,

and I told her
I'd help her with tuition.

How long
have you known her?

(SCOFFS)
I knew you'd be like this.

I asked a question.

House,
you are a drug addict,

you go to prostitutes,
you can't be judgmental.

- And yet...
- Please, don't do this to me.

I was hurting,
and I wanted to feel good.

I didn't expect it
to go this way.

Amber said that she
wanted me to move on,

that she wanted
me to be happy,

and Debbie makes me happy.

If you're happy, I'm...

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

I heard.

Yeah.
I'm looking for my ticket back.

I'm sorry if I upset you.
I didn't want to invade your privacy...

It wasn't your fault.
Can you get me caught up?

You think you're going to find
something we didn't?

It's good for the patient,
good for me.

Films are clean,
we ruled out hypertension,

the guys have her on a treadmill
running a methacholine challenge.

And I still think
you've been acting like an idiot.

I know. Did you talk about whether
this lung field looks a little dark?

It's probably
just overexposed.

Or her diaphragm's
a little flat.

Could be a sign
of hyperinflation.

Suggests a pulmonary obstruction.

Lung cysts,
they wouldn't show up on an X-ray.

The treadmill test isn't gonna close her
airway, it'll make her lungs explode.

(MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY)

Her throat's fine.

We made her airway collapse,
but it's not collapsed.

You ruptured a cyst,
her lung collapsed.

Breath sounds
on both sides.

Move.

Trachea's deviating
to the left.

(COUGHING)

(GASPING)

(MONITOR STOPS BEEPING)

Nice.

KUTNER: Chest CT confirmed
multiple lung cysts,

one of which burst
during the treadmill test.

Luckily, Thirteen
figured out the problem

and was there
to re-inflate her lung.

Lung cysts plus all her other symptoms,
could be amyloidosis,

which we can manage,
or pulmonary fibrosis, which...

Thank you.

My employees can take
care of it from here.

We need to biopsy
the cysts.

You fired me
because I screwed up.

I just proved
I can pull my weight.

All you proved is you know
how to make an entrance.

House, she deserves another shot.

She found the cysts,
saved the patient...

Who wouldn't
have needed saving

if Thirteen had shown up
to the differential in the first place.

Give her job back,
House.

Or what?
You're gonna quit?

Go do the biopsy.

I'm sorry.

How much clearer do
I need to make this?

What does it even mean,
dating a hooker?

He's an idiot
with a messiah complex,

savior to all
who need saving.

That's why his first wife
had a wooden leg,

his second wife
was Canadian.

He's the one
who needs to be saved.

From you or the ho?

The ho's just using him
for his money.

Wait,
it was a bad example.

Normally, in these situations,
I'd follow the girl,

find out something embarrassing
about her to show him.

But since that's our
starting position...

We proceed directly
to the leg breaking.

I'm not breaking her legs,
she probably has a pimp,

or at least
an older brother,

or younger brother,
or overprotective sister...

Find her. Find her family.
Find client number 9.

Just get me something I can use
to force her to back off.

Sorry to interrupt
your meeting, Mannix.

Here's the result
from the lung biopsy.

(DOOR OPENS)

Why not men?

You're bisexual.

If you were just being
self-destructive,

you'd be having
random sex with men.

Better chance of getting assaulted,
catching a disease.

If this were just
about getting laid,

it'd be a lot easier
to pick up men or ugly girls.

This woman's hot, which means
you like the challenge, the conquest.

It's the control
that gets you off.

And controlling women is
as close as you can get

to controlling what's
going to happen to you.

Here I thought
I was just into boobs.

Instead of getting
sweaty with a stranger,

why don't you try
taking it to the next level?

Play God.

Tell a girl
that she's got 10 years to live.

She has LAM.

(EXHALES)

Okay-

This is not a test.

You're not getting
your job back if you can...

I know what it's like
to get this news,

and no one should
have to get it from you.

(DOOR OPENS)

Hey.

(SIGHS)

The biopsy of your lung cyst
showed smooth muscle cells.

That's indicative
of a disease called LAM.

What do you do for that?

Surgery
to remove the cysts,

but they'll come back.

Little by little,
the cysts replace healthy lung tissue

until your lungs stop working.

I'm going to die.

Yes.

I'm so sorry.

THIRTEEN: They removed
all the cysts they could.

That should help
you breathe better.

How long until
the cysts come back?

We don't know exactly.
I'm sorry.

Stop saying you're sorry.

I know you're scared.

(SIGHS)
I don't know what I feel.

You're going to be numb
for a few more days.

Then you'll go home
and cry for a few weeks.

And then you get angry, start telling
yourself nothing matters anymore.

You start doing
stupid things.

Maybe you go out to bars
and pick up a bunch of women.

You're...

How long do you have?

Maybe a little more than you,
maybe a little less.

I'll race you.

I was thinking maybe
I'd come back later?

Sounds good.

Oh, God.
What's going on?

All her blood counts are down.
It's a new symptom, aplastic anemia.

Does the word "fired" have some whole
other definition that I'm not aware of?

I don't work for you.
Fine, don't pay me.

Just let me finish
out this case.

So you like her
now that she's dying.

What happens
if she stops dying?

FOREMAN: There's no danger
of that right now.

If we don't figure out what's wrong
with her, she's got days, not years.

TAUB: Aplastic anemia
takes LAM off the table.

Unfortunately, none of our other choices
are any better.

PNH with some sort
of respiratory infection...

Best case
gives her 12 years.

- Or fast-moving Langerhans.
- Few months.

Or mastocytosis, which can cause
systemic shock and kill her in days.

Go. Test for everything.
Not you.

You're just a visitor.

How's your patient?

She doesn't
have Langerhans.

That's good.

Actually, a cancer diagnosis
would be good news right now.

Do you think I'm boring?

Yes.

You're saying that
just to screw with me.

Yeah. Why would you
expect anything else?

I expect House
to pull my strings,

I expect Cameron
to make me feel better,

I expect the new team
to kiss my ass,

and I expect you to be honest
'cause you don't give a crap.

Yes, you're boring.
That speech was boring.

Thanks so much.

You don't let
other people's problems affect you.

You don't let
your own problems affect you.

And it's the screw-ups
that make us interesting.

You're never out of control,
which is good and boring.

Never losing control also means
you're never putting yourself out there,

never pushing your limits.

On the other hand, you do have a tattoo,
so maybe I'm wrong.

I'm glad you're here.

She needs
a bone marrow transplant.

Test results are back?
What's she positive for?

Nothing.
But we've got a donor match.

Jumping to a transplant
when we don't know what she...

I know she has
a blood disorder.

Could be PNH.
She needs a bone marrow transplant.

Or leukemia.
She needs a bone marrow transplant.

Or thalassemia.
She needs a bone marrow...

Yeah, I get it.

But she'll never survive
total body irradiation.

So we don't radiate her.

Her marrow's nearly wiped out already,
count is almost zero.

"Almost" being the key word. The new
marrow would attack the old marrow.

She'll die
from graft-versus-host.

You got a better idea?

She trusts you.
Go get her consent.

Sometimes I find out things
you'd rather not know.

This was in his trash.

He's using.

You're back.

Genius.

Damn, I knew the fake works
was too much.

Well, you had no choice.

Where were you gonna go
after fake-hooker-girlfriend?

How did you know
he was outside?

Cane prints.

I'm actually kind of insulted.
No way I'm a drug addict

but you completely buy
that I fell in love with a prostitute?

You played
to your strengths.

By which I mean
you played to your weaknesses.

Oh, my God.

You invoked your dead girlfriend's name
to sell me.

You're my hero.

Best $30 I ever spent.

Thirty?
Did you keep her number?

Unfortunately, I killed her
and buried her in the basement.

Shame. Hungry?

Yeah.

So, seriously,
where were you the other morning?

Oh, don't make me
do this again.

It has nothing
to do with you.

Then tell me.

We're going bowling
on Monday.

I'm coming over to play poker
this weekend. Nothing's changed.

You have to trust that.

Okay-

(SIGHS)

You're gonna keep following me,
aren't you?

It's what we do.

Be outside my apartment
at 8:00 tonight.

She said yes
to the transplant.

Good.

You're in a downward spiral
of destruction.

I can stop.

You're gonna keep spiralling,
keep screwing around,

keep slashing away
at every person who tries to help

until no one
tries to help anymore,

until you hit bottom,
until you're dead.

But until then,
I can use you.

You're hiring me back?

You did good work.

I did good work yesterday,
and I was still fired. What changed?

You wanted me
to spend time with her,

see if I could still
make a connection.

You connected with the diagnosis,
not with her.

You're trying to save me,
trying to control me.

You're doing exactly
what you think I'm...

Cracks.

Your lips are cracked.

Been using
your inhaler lately?

Allergies.
Don't deflect, you always deflect.

Did she cry?

When you told her
that she was going to die, did she cry?

She got upset, she...

Were there tears?

No.

Chopping an onion
releases a mist

of syn-propanethial-S-oxide.

A chemical irritant which causes people
to have a very predictable reaction.

She has no tears.

It was either this
or put on Brian's Song,

but I didn't have time
to stop by Wilson's.

She has Sjogren's, that attacks the
glands that produce tears and saliva.

It also, by the way,
causes lung cysts and RTA.

It doesn't
cause bleeding.

It's like you and men.

Just because you usually don't
doesn't mean you can't.

And it doesn't cause cracked lips
in other people.

Lack of spit makes her mouth a breeding
ground for a fungus like Candida.

Her asthma inhaler
did the same for you,

wiped out
your mouth's immune system.

So, she's got
what I've got.

Just the opportunistic infection,
not the underlying condition.

Another life saved
by girl-on-girl action.

I'm gonna be okay?

You're gonna be okay.

Methylprednisolone to get
the Sjogren's under control,

and some artificial tears to maximize
the visual impact of this moment.

Spencer's gonna be fine,

and I hear
you got your job back.

I'm gonna keep standing here
until you say something.

I feel alone,

and she hasn't gone anywhere.

She gets to live.

I'm gonna go home.
I'm tired.

What do you think?

Oh, my God.

You guys shop here, too?
Best nipples in Princeton.

Why are you here?

Because he ate the donut.

I'm so sorry.
He must have followed me.

I'm sure.

HOUSE:
You're clearly not pregnant.

So either
you're buying this as a gift

or this is some kind of weird "if you
build it, they will come" moment.

I'm adopting a baby.

She asked me
to be a character reference.

That's where I was
the other morning.

I'm sorry,
I couldn't betray her confidence.

I didn't want anyone else to know
in case I didn't get approved.

Today, I did.

Are you going to congratulate me?

If you're happy, I'm...

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SLAMS)