House (2004–2012): Season 8, Episode 15 - Blowing the Whistle - full transcript
A patient is caught between family and a code of honor.
(AIRPLANE WHOOSHING)
(WOMAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)
You have to lift up
the sign so he can see it.
Evan.
Hey, buddy.
Aren't you excited
to see Uncle Brant?
No.
No?
I think you are.
I think something else
is making you upset.
You know
I'm leaving soon.
And it's okay to be
upset about that.
But, hey,
do you remember
what I told you
when we were
watching wrestling
on Saturday night?
Yeah.
That you and Uncle Brant
are like the Reaper Brothers.
That's right.
And Uncle Brant
has been in the ring
a whole year.
Now it's time
for Daddy to tag in.
And while I'm away,
I need you in your
uncle's corner,
making sure he keeps
you and your mom safe.
Can you help me
with that?
Good.
Now let's get ready
with that sign.
Now.
Okay.
Brant, what happened?
Captain,
please step aside.
Sir, this is my brother.
What's going on?
PFC Macklin has been
charged with treason.
No, sir, there's
gotta be some mistake.
I'm sorry.
Brant!
Brant! Brant!
(SHUDDERING)
MAN 1 ON RADIO:
We got visual contact
with that feed.
Possible hostile elements,
request permission to engage.
MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Stand by for orders.
MAN 1: Confirming
multiple RPGs...
JESSICA: Army apparently
thought they were clearing
an insurgent hideout.
After this was leaked
on Saturday,
the AP investigated.
MAN 1: ...confirms
authorization. Engaging.
(CONTINUOUS GUNSHOTS ON RADIO)
Thirty-four civilian
casualties. Six kids.
There'll be MPs stationed
at every entrance to the
second floor,
as well as outside
his patient room.
No. Don't do that.
Every time there's people
in uniform in the cafeteria,
they get served first.
Make sure your IDs
are clearly visible.
I'll speak with
the cafeteria staff about
showing more disrespect.
20-year-old male.
Generalized tonic
clonic seizures.
Army docs scanned for
structural abnormalities.
EEG was normal, so was...
Do you need me
to sign for this?
Let me know
if you need anything.
Like a transfer.
Typhus?
Patient has no hair.
Probably means no lice.
Leishmaniasis?
No fever. Why couldn't
they take care of him
at a military hospital?
I think because they
wanted to annoy you.
Any other
conscientious
objectors?
So I'm the only one
who has a problem
with someone
whose duty is to protect
our country blowing...
Blowing the whistle
is honorable, precisely
because it's not dutiful.
I'm sorry, you said "blowing."
Maybe you were going somewhere
else with that?
He's a coward.
He risked
his freedom.
He anonymously
downloaded a computer
file from a secure page
and uploaded it
to an unsecure page.
Not exactly storming
Omaha Beach.
EEG was normal
because he was faking it
to avoid going to prison.
Let's treat him
with not-medicine.
Give those back.
Come on.
You got 28.
You can share.
Something's
going on with House.
He just seemed off.
Didn't even notice
that I walked out of
the room with this.
You began to suspect
he was off
when he didn't notice
the mug you stole
to see if he was off?
What else didn't he
notice that you don't
want us to notice?
Those are the same clothes
you wore yesterday.
And you got
very defensive when House
took your birth control.
Who was he?
Or better yet, she?
Do I need to
explain the physiology
behind birth control?
Attention deficit in a man
who has no attention deficits
has to be
symptomatic
of something.
You're right.
I'm thinking either
massive brain tumor,
or his soap got canceled
and he's distracted.
Could be dietary, Refsum.
Or maybe he thinks
you just have more than one
non-descript, white blouse.
Or serotonin syndrome?
I'm not saying
he's definitely sick,
I'm just saying
we should look into it.
No, we shouldn't.
If you believe
House is sick,
it's only because
that's what he wants
you to believe.
Let's go.
We think the long flight
home allowed clots
to form in your leg.
Take this pill.
If you feel any
numbness in your leg
after a few minutes,
it means we're right.
You should get comfortable
because you're gonna
be here for a while.
While we wait,
can you tell me why?
It was the
right thing to do.
There are reports that
insurgents are using your
video to recruit new members.
Making the voting public
aware of what's really
happening on the ground
will help bring our
troops home faster.
(GRUNTS IN DISMAY)
My brother's grunt
means he disagrees.
I think you're
being naive.
And I know
you took an oath.
If you want to influence
policy, run for office.
Dad raised us
to believe that exposing
the truth is honorable.
Hayes likes to
follow the rules.
Yeah, because that's what
Dad taught us was honorable.
You were 10 when he died,
you can't possibly have any...
If Dad always
believed in blindly
following the rules,
how do you
explain Tora Bora?
My dad was commanding
a Special Forces unit.
He lost communication
with his men,
they were assumed dead.
He was ordered to
abandon them and focus
on the primary mission.
He disobeyed that order,
went and found his men,
still alive and fighting.
He saved their lives.
Did he die in service?
If it was something genetic,
it could help us.
No, it won't help.
It was a one-car accident.
That's the Army's
official story.
My brother's naive
on this and...
I can't feel my leg.
I'll get the
discharge papers.
I have a blood clot.
No you don't.
We gave you a placebo
to see if you'd
fake another symptom
to delay going to prison.
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait a second.
He's not faking.
Because that's
not the way your
dad raised him?
Yes.
My stomach hurts, too.
(GRUNTING) What's going on?
He's not faking.
CHASE: Just because he's
got abdominal bruising
doesn't mean he wasn't
faking the numbness.
JESSICA:
He's not contesting
the treason charges.
If his code of honor
is that strong,
he's not going
to bother
faking symptoms.
Pleading guilty
isn't honorable,
it's just stupid.
A distal esophageal rupture
can lead to compartment
syndrome in his thigh.
Explains both symptoms.
No pain when
he swallows.
What is honor?
Dying for your country?
Getting straight A's?
Killing your daughter
because she had the
audacity to get raped?
Ruptured triple-A?
Doesn't explain
the seizures.
Pancreatitis?
Gallstones obstructing
his pancreatic duct.
People define honor
with whatever makes
them feel honorable.
It's a circle
going nowhere.
Which I guess is
what circles do.
We'll ultrasound his belly
and look for the obstruction.
Need your signature
on this order.
The Army's leaning
on Foreman to make sure
this is done by the book.
Didn't need an order
for his last treatment.
His last treatment
wasn't a treatment.
Forge it.
I will. From now on.
But I need the original,
so I know what to forge.
We were having coffee
when the dizziness started.
Business meeting?
Date. Our first.
We met at the
Ninety Eight Cent Store.
GLORIA: We were reaching
for the same tube of cheese.
Huh!
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
I need to talk to you.
Just about done.
Good news. Based on her
thrifty shopping habits
and taste for
artificial dairy,
she's clearly
not a gold digger.
Bad news.
Based on his
Rhinotillexomania, he is.
A compulsive addiction
to nose-picking.
A small cut on the inside
of the left nostril
led to an infection
in the cavernous sinus.
(SCRIBBLING)
It was very nice
meeting you, Mel.
It's not true.
Gloria, wait.
I can change.
My PPTH contract.
House signed it
six months ago.
He signed this today.
His hands
are unsteady.
Given his Vicodin abuse,
I think he has
hepatic encephalopathy.
(CHUCKLES)
He's been forgetful,
inattentive...
Dominika's been trying
out new knish recipes.
One of them didn't
agree with him.
A little sleep deprivation
could account for his
forgetfulness and inattention.
He loads up on caffeine,
that explains a jittery hand.
Maybe.
But if I'm right,
his liver's in decline.
It's curable, but
if he doesn't get treatment,
it could actually be fatal.
This happens
all the time.
One of the symptoms
of working for House,
you start seeing
zebras everywhere.
There's nothing
wrong with him.
(DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING)
House.
Shh! I'm with a patient.
(SNORING)
Sleep study.
You drugged him?
Well, I didn't say
the study was voluntary.
I think you're sick.
What? Because I'm sleeping
in the clinic,
like I always do?
Slow reaction time.
Because I just woke up
from sleeping in the
clinic, like I always do.
You're forgetful.
Sorry, what did you say?
You forgot that we were
supposed to have lunch.
I didn't forget. I was
sleeping in the clinic...
I'd like to run
some tests.
For what?
Where is this coming from?
Hepatic encephalopathy.
I've watched you
destroy your body
with Vicodin for years.
I'm surprised your
liver's lasted this long.
I'll do the
examination myself.
(SIGHS) While having
you juggle my jewels
sounds interesting,
there's no such thing
as friends with benefits.
It always gets weird.
Your friends out
there are getting
a little handsy.
Get enough death threats,
eventually they start
taking them seriously.
A convoy was hit
outside of Kunar Province.
Eight American
soldiers were killed.
Army spokesperson's
claiming that it's revenge for
the attack that I made public.
Better me take
the blame than them.
You don't think
you're to blame at all?
And you do?
Like everyone else.
A strike like that
would take more than
three days to plan.
So the next one
might be your fault?
Lateral view
looks good.
(SIGHING)
If you have such
a negative opinion of the
Army, why did you enlist?
I needed to find out
what really happened
to my dad.
There were two
redacted pages in
his service record.
Going into intelligence
was the quickest way to
up my security clearance.
Then why would you
leak that video?
Part of my job
was to grab a cup of
tea with the locals.
The face-time is
supposed to make them
more likely to trust us
with sensitive information,
but they
became my friends.
If there was another attack,
civilian casualties,
and I had done nothing...
Your spleen. It's enlarged.
We should do a biopsy and
look for any...
He's got
urinary bleeding.
CHI: Not just urinary.
I'll call the blood bank.
HAYES: What's
happening to him?
His spleen must be
sequestering platelets.
(MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY)
He's bleeding
too fast to wait for
a platelet infusion.
We need to squeeze his spleen
to release the ones he's got.
Tell the OR we're on ourway.
TAUB: Pressure's dropping.
CHASE: Almost there.
BP's 70 over 40,
and he's hypovolemic.
(MONITOR BLEEPS)
Pressure's rising.
And he's starting
to clot.
CHASE: Good news is we
can control the bleeding.
Bad news is,
bleeding's not the problem.
Unless spleens are
supposed to be lumpy.
JESSICA: He's clotting,
but CT confirmed
splenic nodules.
Dr. Taub has an
interesting theory.
No, I don't.
You're forfeiting?
If you can't play
the game and work...
Extramedullary
hematopoiesis.
No history of anemia.
She's right.
You're an idiot.
Try again.
Where I come from,
this is called
"cheating."
Where's that?
Stickford-Upon-Anus?
TB.
PPD was negative.
Could be Bruce...
Don't interrupt
Dr. Taub.
Brucellosis.
You just took out
a family of four.
They were clearly
armed insurgents,
and anyone who claims
or proves otherwise
is a traitor.
No rash or back pain.
You defend
the patient for being
a whistle-blower,
then attack him for being
an honorable whistle-blower,
now you defend him
for being a maligned,
honorable whistle-blower?
Adjectives matter.
Hate nurses, love
naughty nurses.
Taub, pitch again.
I've pitched
like five...
It's your turn.
(SIGHS) Lymphoma?
JESSICA: If cancer
caused his seizures,
we would have seen
cerebral masses
on his head CT.
TAUB: Yes!
Taub, pitch again. Now!
The nodules in his
spleen were granulomas.
He's got sarcoidosis!
Someone tell him
he's wrong.
Sorry, House.
Sarcoid does
explain the seizures.
And the bruises.
Say "bye-bye," House.
Yes! (GRUNTS) Yes!
Sarcoidosis it is.
Treat it with steroids.
Then come
right back here,
'cause I'm not gonna rest
until I've made orphans of
all your virtual children.
House never loses.
Seriously? Me beating House
is medically significant?
It could be.
Reduced fine motor control.
Add that to
inattention and liver flap.
It does make sense.
We have to talk
to Foreman.
No, we don't.
First of all,
because I can beat
him in that game.
And second, even if
you are right, there's
no reason to believe
that House's medical
judgment is impaired.
So we should wait
until he kills someone
for confirmation?
Do you really think it's
a coincidence that we're
treating a whistle-blower
and now talking about
blowing the whistle on House?
You're right.
Playing dumb.
A messy signature.
Losing a video game.
It's way too
complicated to fake.
No. I won't take it.
Without this injection,
you could have a fatal
arrhythmia.
Tell Major Mathewson
that I'm not taking
any more treatment
until they give me a live
television interview.
You can't really think
they'll agree to that?
People need to know
the tape's not the
reason for that attack.
They need to know
why I did this.
The people who think
you're a traitor will still
think you're a traitor,
and the people who think
you're a hero will still
think you're a hero.
The truth makes
a difference.
If Dad were here,
he'd be begging for
you not to do this.
If Dad were here,
he'd be proud of me.
The conspiracy theorists
are gonna go nuts if the
patient dies.
I told him that, and
he told me that option
is still less damaging
than giving the kid
a national platform.
So, what do we do now?
You explain to your brother
that he overplayed his hand.
Well, that won't
make any difference.
The idiot thinks he's
doing the right thing.
What if we convince
a court that his refusal
is part of an underlying
psychiatric disorder?
They assign a conservator,
we do what we want.
Fraud? Great.
Narcissistic
personality disorder.
Both the leaking of the tape
and the refusal of treatment
indicate that he has
no fear of consequences.
FOREMAN: So instead
of defrauding the court,
you'll waste their time?
No way a judge classifies
a personality disorder
as a mental illness.
If a decorated
military officer,
who happened to be
the patient's brother,
corroborates, they might.
So you want me to sign
a piece of paper that
says my brother is crazy
for doing what
he thinks is right?
I want you to save his life.
His heart could
go at any time.
He's a fool,
but he's not crazy.
The patient is
refusing treatment
because of honor,
and his brother is refusing
to be his conservator
because of honor.
Good, Taub's
cured the patient.
I had to go
to the bathroom.
Bathroom's that way.
You just ran in
from that way.
That one's been out
of order for two days.
I had to go up
to the third floor.
I'm not lying.
It's out of order.
I believe you.
I'm going to fix it.
We could treat
if he doesn't know
he's being treated.
Lace his sponge bath?
Would take too long
to reach his bloodstream.
What if we
aerosolize steroids
and blast the room?
Speaking of which.
It'd be too hard
to get the prednisone
concentrations right.
No one fixes anything
unless they have
a compelling reason.
And if we're
going to treat,
we have to give him
a compelling reason.
(UNZIPPING)
Something that he wants
more than an interview.
(SHOUTS)
Fire in the hole!
CHASE: A signed order
from Major Mathewson.
They've agreed to declassify
the redacted pages
from your father's
service record.
In two days,
you'll have
all your answers.
But the only way you'll live
long enough to get the truth
is by accepting treatment.
I don't trust the Army
to follow through on this.
HAYES: But you trust me.
I'll make sure
those pages get here.
Okay.
Selfishness
is apparently
honorable now.
He wanted to create change,
instead he's just satisfying
his own curiosity.
He's getting the truth.
Most he could hope for.
I need to take a dump.
Specifically,
House's dump.
JESSICA: You set this up?
All it took was showing up
two minutes late
and a $2 sign.
Bile deposits
are irregular.
House's liver
is failing.
Cognitive impairment will
get progressively worse.
(PAGERS BEEPING)
(BRANT GROANS)
What's going on?
My foot.
It's killing me.
JESSICA:
It's completely cyanotic.
This isn't sarcoidosis.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Cholesterol
embolization?
Are you even
going to acknowledge
what we just told you?
That you pilfered
my poo-poo?
(SIGHS)
Yeah, I was
thinking it would be less
awkward for all of us
if we could just pretend
that never happened.
It's not an embolization.
No instrumentation
inside the arteries.
Thank you for
getting us back to...
And if we start
you on treatment now,
get you off Vicodin...
What's the opposite
of "thank you"? Pretty
sure it ends in "you".
I know my body.
I'm fine.
Methemoglobinemia.
Army tests for
G6PD deficiency.
If you're not sick,
then our tests accurate
99.5% of the time,
yielded a false positive,
three separate times.
The odds of that are
one in eight million.
The test is accurate.
The diagnosis isn't.
The sample was obviously
contaminated by other foods
interacting with
my liver enzymes.
Now, can we talk
about the sick patient?
His clot dissolved.
That could have
caused the vasospasm.
And DIC could have been caused
by Bernard Soulier Syndrome.
And you're sick
and you have to do
something about it.
If we got a patient file
with the same symptoms
you're exhibiting...
And the symptoms
I'm not exhibiting?
Jaundice, ascites,
fetor hepaticus.
We can't tell if your
breath stinks because
you've been popping mints
like they're Vicodin.
CHASE: And you would
still diagnose hepatic
encephalopathy.
I know that because four
doctors you trained have
unanimously diagnosed you
with hepatic
encephalopathy.
(SIGHS)
Park's right.
Treat the patient
with heparin.
We'll have a stronger
argument if we go to
Foreman as a united front.
We'll have a stronger
argument if we have
an argument.
If House is sick,
it's his business,
not Foreman's.
Foreman's business
is to make sure his doctors
are able to do their jobs.
That lives aren't
put at risk.
Telling Foreman
will put lives at risk.
We tell Foreman, House
either agrees to treatment
or gets suspended.
Which means House
gets suspended.
And considering
House at 90%
is better than
any other doctor at
this hospital at 100%,
that means our patients
get a lower standard of care.
House could be at 90%,
he could be at 60%.
We don't know.
And until we do, there's
no reason to do anything
more than what we've done.
(SIGHS)
(LOUDLY) Blurry vision,
headache, bit of nausea
and dizziness.
I am completely baffled.
I only had
eight beers.
Sophomore class
pong tournament's
in a week.
I'm working on
my tolerance.
Hop on one foot
and sing the
iCarly theme song.
Like you don't know it.
(SIGHS)
(SINGING)
Damn it, man,
can't you see
I'm doctoring?
If you want to talk
to me, you can buy me
a sandwich in an hour.
Or I can just hover here
until you're done.
Heard enough.
Just never could figure out
the "breathe air" part.
Next year,
stick to whiskey.
Or at least stay away
from week-old green beers.
A lot less likely to contain
tartrazine-laced
green food dyes
for which you apparently
have an intolerance.
Once you break the seal,
should be out of
your system in 48 hours.
What are my choices here?
If I tell you I'm fine,
you won't believe me.
I've scheduled
a liver function test.
If I ignore you,
then you'll just
ignore my ignoring.
Which is rude, frankly.
Depending on the results,
we'll customize
a treatment plan.
If I tell you
I think I'm sick
and I need your help
and we need to set up
a time to talk about it,
you'll just assume I'm lying.
Again, rude.
Also hurtful.
Why is it that you can
find the smallest thing
wrong with anyone else,
but when it
comes to you...
I really don't have
a choice here, do I?
No. You don't.
I'm on the list.
He's not.
You can't
ignore me forever.
Well, if you're right,
it's not gonna be
all that long.
Do it slow.
(SIGHS)
Who are you?
Well, considering
the only people
allowed in this room
are your doctors
and your family,
I'm your long-lost
cousin Ralph.
So glad to
finally meet you.
Are you going
to check on me?
It's gonna be at least
two hours until we can tell
if the heparin's working.
Then what are you
doing here?
My father taught me
that it's dishonorable
to interrupt someone
while they're reading.
Honor is not
a punch line.
Get out of my room.
So, was it worth it?
Best case, you spend
the rest of your life
in Leavenworth.
Worst case,
you spend the rest
of your life here.
Justice for 34 deaths
outweighs anything
the Army can do to me.
They got justice?
Do they know that?
What if only 10 people
had died? Four?
Even one
civilian death is...
What if they had just
maimed a few guys. Would
that have been worth it?
My job was to
log that tape,
get all the details
in the official record.
After the 10th time
of watching it,
I stopped trying
to convince myself
that the shovel
could have been
mistaken for a gun
because all I could see
were the victims' faces.
All I was doing was trying
to read that kid's lips to
make out his last words.
I couldn't sleep.
Couldn't eat.
Think I like
the cue ball look?
My hair turned
gray in three days.
My body was telling me
I had to do whatever I could
to make sure that
something like this
never happened again.
Your hair turned
gray in three days?
Loss of hair color indicates
an autoimmune condition,
likely Graves disease.
Hyperthyroidism leads to
a hypercoagulable state
which causes thrombosis.
Start him on
anti-thyroids.
You want to reject
our current diagnosis
because he had
a few gray hairs,
panicked and
shaved his head?
I want to reject our
current diagnosis because
I think we're wrong
and treating for
wrong diagnoses
can result in side
effects, like death.
Even if he did fully go
gray, stress seems way
more likely than Graves.
I haven't read
any journal articles
proving that veterans
have a higher
incidence of
depigmentation.
But, of course, that
could be the hepatic
encephalopathy talking.
Our treatment
for Bernard Soulier
hasn't had...
So you all want to just
ignore the new symptom?
It's not Graves
because it's not
a symptom at all.
And the anti-thyroids
you want
could reduce
his blood pressure and
his ability to breathe,
which could result in
side effects, like death.
Small soda.
Graves it is.
Start him on
anti-thyroids.
I know we disagree
with House all the time,
but before I could say,
"Okay, he's a genius."
Now?
Maybe he's just
really smart.
We're not gonna give
him the anti-thyroids.
Feeling okay?
Any better?
Pretty good.
He did just ask
me for a blanket.
You're cold?
A little.
For how long?
It's really nothing.
Maybe an hour or two.
He's at 104.
It's not Bernard Soulier.
Bold move.
You've gone from
speculating that I'm sick,
to acting like I'm dead.
We acted like we don't
trust your judgment,
because we don't
trust your judgment.
Why don't you start by
not trusting your own?
We did more blood work.
It's not Graves either.
Talk to you
for a minute?
Anything you
have to say to me,
you can say to them.
It's only fair,
considering anything
they say to me,
they also say to you.
Jiggle your pockets.
Who's got the silver coins?
Until you receive
a clean bill of health,
I'll be authorizing
all treatment orders.
I would say that
that was an incredibly
stupid mistake.
But apparently I'd have
to clear that opinion
through Foreman first.
White count is high,
so all the infections
we ruled out when he came
in are back on the table.
Legionnaires'?
Unlikely without pneumonia.
HOUSE: Taub?
Loyalty issues in
his personal life
make sense if they cross over
into his professional one.
I was hoping we
could get a diagnosis
before the witch-hunt.
The patient's infection
is an inherently less
interesting puzzle
than the stab wound
in my back.
Fine. I told Foreman.
Can we move on now?
What about dengue?
Patient isn't
in enough pain.
HOUSE: Nope!
I don't mean about dengue,
I have no idea.
Taub's only confessing
'cause he wants us to
focus on the patient.
I told Foreman.
I did.
The next person
to confess is fired.
Or Spartacus.
For clarification,
no one's getting fired.
Who else has a pitch?
And then there's Park?
The only one who
didn't confess.
And the same cowardice,
that makes someone
unable to move out
of Mommy and Daddy's home,
might also make
someone a tattletale.
You threatened to fire
the next person who...
And it's malaria.
No, it's not.
The Army issues
anti-malaria medication.
And has done
for 10 years.
That's the equivalent
of 5,000 generations
of the Afghan mosquito,
Anopheles gambiae.
It's plenty long enough
to develop a resistance.
Anopheles, by the way,
it's Greek for "useless".
Cover for intra-abdominal
sepsis and treat
with antimalarials.
And was I also right
that it was a stupid idea?
We believe
you have malaria.
These pills...
I don't want
any medication.
My dad's file
should've been here.
Brant, I told you.
I looked into it.
There's just a delay.
I believe that's what
the Army's saying.
I don't believe
it's true.
If they're not going to keep
their end of the bargain,
neither am I.
So.. we got groped
for nothing?
If he doesn't
want to stay alive...
Hold on.
Is it too late
to become
his conservator?
I know what
I said before.
Right now, I don't care.
Of course not. We'll get
the paperwork drawn up.
(DOOR OPENS)
He changed his mind?
Why?
His brother's dying.
He needs a more
substantial reason?
His brother was dying
the last time we asked him
to be the conservator.
So instead of pushing
the issue with the Army
to get that file,
he just decided to
give up on his code?
Apparently.
So, where do I sign?
We don't need you to.
The Army gave the file
to you yesterday.
Major Mathewson
had another copy
sent over to us.
Uh... You know, there's
a reason I didn't want
that file released.
I know. I read it.
I'm going to treat
my patient now.
I was right.
Wasn't I?
How did he die?
What did they cover up?
They didn't
cover up anything.
I did.
Dad died in that car accident
because he was drunk.
Killed a pedestrian, too.
What are you... I...
He drank, Brant, a lot.
You were too young to see it.
I had some of Dad's buddies
take care of his files.
It's the only time
I ever broke the rules.
I'm sorry.
Can I begin treatment?
TAUB: Fever hasn't broken.
White count is still up,
renal function is declining.
FOREMAN: So, he has
all the signs of malaria,
except the antimalarials
aren't curing him.
Gonorrhea?
If it got into
his heart...
We did an echo.
His valves look good.
What about...
You bastard.
You were faking.
Yesterday,
House stole candy by
putting it into a cup.
The cup was too small,
so his solution was to
remove some of the candy.
But the obviously
logical thing was to
just get a bigger cup,
which he did today
because he's
no longer faking.
He couldn't have faked it.
We tested your...
I took St. John's Wort
to alter the way my liver
metabolized acetaminophen.
Then some N-acetylcysteine
just to finish it off.
You tortured them to
torture me just to see
who you could trust?
I did it to save lives.
God, I wish I could
rationalize that one.
And now you're gonna
brilliantly deduce which
one of us is the rat?
What makes you think
I haven't already?
To be continued. I need to
brilliantly cure a patient.
No hair usually
means no lice.
What we didn't account for
was that it wasn't your hair.
Tea was not the only thing
that your Afghani neighbors
shared with you.
I'm sure they were generous
enough to let you sit on
their furniture
which was infested
with rat lice.
You have typhus.
Caused the vasculitis
and explains all your
other symptoms.
But here's where
it gets interesting.
One of those symptoms,
a lawyer might argue,
was leaking the tape.
There are psychiatric issues
associated with typhus.
And if you change your
mind, plead not guilty,
you've got a case.
I'd be undermining
everything I've been
trying to do.
You did what you
thought you had to do.
Going to jail
proves nothing.
It proves I still
have my honor.
You're not doing
this for honor,
you're doing this
to please your father.
And the pathetic thing is,
is that the man you're trying
to please never existed.
Traitor.
You've been
avoiding me
for two days.
Because when I stranded you
behind the barricades,
you went straight
to Foreman.
I've been avoiding you
because you're an ass.
I've been
an ass my whole life.
I can't get rid of you.
You can get rid of me now.
Just turn and limp away.
Huh!
Your whiny righteousness
has the stench of sincerity.
Fine. I'll have to
punish my whole team,
so one of them
will step forward.
Makes sense.
(SIGHS) Damn.
Now I'm gonna have to
punish my whole team
so one of them
will step forward.
You just said that.
Yeah, but I
meant it this time.
First time, I was
just testing you.
Either you were gonna
genuinely confess or
falsely confess,
or actually...
(SQUEAKING)
His name's Li'l Chase.
He's a rat.
You're a rat.
Get it?
Taub confessed
to telling Foreman
to protect the patient.
Adams confessed
to protect Taub.
Your confession
was just piling on.
There was no
rational reason for
you to have done it.
And my punishment
will be nothing.
You wanted me
to tell Foreman.
Your ability to solve
puzzles is the only thing
that matters to you.
And you're smart enough
to know even you'll lose
your edge at some point.
You want to make sure
someone's there when you do.
If that were true,
why are Li'l Chase's
little cousins
scurrying
through your apartment
floorboards right now?
(WOMAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)
You have to lift up
the sign so he can see it.
Evan.
Hey, buddy.
Aren't you excited
to see Uncle Brant?
No.
No?
I think you are.
I think something else
is making you upset.
You know
I'm leaving soon.
And it's okay to be
upset about that.
But, hey,
do you remember
what I told you
when we were
watching wrestling
on Saturday night?
Yeah.
That you and Uncle Brant
are like the Reaper Brothers.
That's right.
And Uncle Brant
has been in the ring
a whole year.
Now it's time
for Daddy to tag in.
And while I'm away,
I need you in your
uncle's corner,
making sure he keeps
you and your mom safe.
Can you help me
with that?
Good.
Now let's get ready
with that sign.
Now.
Okay.
Brant, what happened?
Captain,
please step aside.
Sir, this is my brother.
What's going on?
PFC Macklin has been
charged with treason.
No, sir, there's
gotta be some mistake.
I'm sorry.
Brant!
Brant! Brant!
(SHUDDERING)
MAN 1 ON RADIO:
We got visual contact
with that feed.
Possible hostile elements,
request permission to engage.
MAN 2 ON RADIO:
Stand by for orders.
MAN 1: Confirming
multiple RPGs...
JESSICA: Army apparently
thought they were clearing
an insurgent hideout.
After this was leaked
on Saturday,
the AP investigated.
MAN 1: ...confirms
authorization. Engaging.
(CONTINUOUS GUNSHOTS ON RADIO)
Thirty-four civilian
casualties. Six kids.
There'll be MPs stationed
at every entrance to the
second floor,
as well as outside
his patient room.
No. Don't do that.
Every time there's people
in uniform in the cafeteria,
they get served first.
Make sure your IDs
are clearly visible.
I'll speak with
the cafeteria staff about
showing more disrespect.
20-year-old male.
Generalized tonic
clonic seizures.
Army docs scanned for
structural abnormalities.
EEG was normal, so was...
Do you need me
to sign for this?
Let me know
if you need anything.
Like a transfer.
Typhus?
Patient has no hair.
Probably means no lice.
Leishmaniasis?
No fever. Why couldn't
they take care of him
at a military hospital?
I think because they
wanted to annoy you.
Any other
conscientious
objectors?
So I'm the only one
who has a problem
with someone
whose duty is to protect
our country blowing...
Blowing the whistle
is honorable, precisely
because it's not dutiful.
I'm sorry, you said "blowing."
Maybe you were going somewhere
else with that?
He's a coward.
He risked
his freedom.
He anonymously
downloaded a computer
file from a secure page
and uploaded it
to an unsecure page.
Not exactly storming
Omaha Beach.
EEG was normal
because he was faking it
to avoid going to prison.
Let's treat him
with not-medicine.
Give those back.
Come on.
You got 28.
You can share.
Something's
going on with House.
He just seemed off.
Didn't even notice
that I walked out of
the room with this.
You began to suspect
he was off
when he didn't notice
the mug you stole
to see if he was off?
What else didn't he
notice that you don't
want us to notice?
Those are the same clothes
you wore yesterday.
And you got
very defensive when House
took your birth control.
Who was he?
Or better yet, she?
Do I need to
explain the physiology
behind birth control?
Attention deficit in a man
who has no attention deficits
has to be
symptomatic
of something.
You're right.
I'm thinking either
massive brain tumor,
or his soap got canceled
and he's distracted.
Could be dietary, Refsum.
Or maybe he thinks
you just have more than one
non-descript, white blouse.
Or serotonin syndrome?
I'm not saying
he's definitely sick,
I'm just saying
we should look into it.
No, we shouldn't.
If you believe
House is sick,
it's only because
that's what he wants
you to believe.
Let's go.
We think the long flight
home allowed clots
to form in your leg.
Take this pill.
If you feel any
numbness in your leg
after a few minutes,
it means we're right.
You should get comfortable
because you're gonna
be here for a while.
While we wait,
can you tell me why?
It was the
right thing to do.
There are reports that
insurgents are using your
video to recruit new members.
Making the voting public
aware of what's really
happening on the ground
will help bring our
troops home faster.
(GRUNTS IN DISMAY)
My brother's grunt
means he disagrees.
I think you're
being naive.
And I know
you took an oath.
If you want to influence
policy, run for office.
Dad raised us
to believe that exposing
the truth is honorable.
Hayes likes to
follow the rules.
Yeah, because that's what
Dad taught us was honorable.
You were 10 when he died,
you can't possibly have any...
If Dad always
believed in blindly
following the rules,
how do you
explain Tora Bora?
My dad was commanding
a Special Forces unit.
He lost communication
with his men,
they were assumed dead.
He was ordered to
abandon them and focus
on the primary mission.
He disobeyed that order,
went and found his men,
still alive and fighting.
He saved their lives.
Did he die in service?
If it was something genetic,
it could help us.
No, it won't help.
It was a one-car accident.
That's the Army's
official story.
My brother's naive
on this and...
I can't feel my leg.
I'll get the
discharge papers.
I have a blood clot.
No you don't.
We gave you a placebo
to see if you'd
fake another symptom
to delay going to prison.
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait a second.
He's not faking.
Because that's
not the way your
dad raised him?
Yes.
My stomach hurts, too.
(GRUNTING) What's going on?
He's not faking.
CHASE: Just because he's
got abdominal bruising
doesn't mean he wasn't
faking the numbness.
JESSICA:
He's not contesting
the treason charges.
If his code of honor
is that strong,
he's not going
to bother
faking symptoms.
Pleading guilty
isn't honorable,
it's just stupid.
A distal esophageal rupture
can lead to compartment
syndrome in his thigh.
Explains both symptoms.
No pain when
he swallows.
What is honor?
Dying for your country?
Getting straight A's?
Killing your daughter
because she had the
audacity to get raped?
Ruptured triple-A?
Doesn't explain
the seizures.
Pancreatitis?
Gallstones obstructing
his pancreatic duct.
People define honor
with whatever makes
them feel honorable.
It's a circle
going nowhere.
Which I guess is
what circles do.
We'll ultrasound his belly
and look for the obstruction.
Need your signature
on this order.
The Army's leaning
on Foreman to make sure
this is done by the book.
Didn't need an order
for his last treatment.
His last treatment
wasn't a treatment.
Forge it.
I will. From now on.
But I need the original,
so I know what to forge.
We were having coffee
when the dizziness started.
Business meeting?
Date. Our first.
We met at the
Ninety Eight Cent Store.
GLORIA: We were reaching
for the same tube of cheese.
Huh!
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
I need to talk to you.
Just about done.
Good news. Based on her
thrifty shopping habits
and taste for
artificial dairy,
she's clearly
not a gold digger.
Bad news.
Based on his
Rhinotillexomania, he is.
A compulsive addiction
to nose-picking.
A small cut on the inside
of the left nostril
led to an infection
in the cavernous sinus.
(SCRIBBLING)
It was very nice
meeting you, Mel.
It's not true.
Gloria, wait.
I can change.
My PPTH contract.
House signed it
six months ago.
He signed this today.
His hands
are unsteady.
Given his Vicodin abuse,
I think he has
hepatic encephalopathy.
(CHUCKLES)
He's been forgetful,
inattentive...
Dominika's been trying
out new knish recipes.
One of them didn't
agree with him.
A little sleep deprivation
could account for his
forgetfulness and inattention.
He loads up on caffeine,
that explains a jittery hand.
Maybe.
But if I'm right,
his liver's in decline.
It's curable, but
if he doesn't get treatment,
it could actually be fatal.
This happens
all the time.
One of the symptoms
of working for House,
you start seeing
zebras everywhere.
There's nothing
wrong with him.
(DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING)
House.
Shh! I'm with a patient.
(SNORING)
Sleep study.
You drugged him?
Well, I didn't say
the study was voluntary.
I think you're sick.
What? Because I'm sleeping
in the clinic,
like I always do?
Slow reaction time.
Because I just woke up
from sleeping in the
clinic, like I always do.
You're forgetful.
Sorry, what did you say?
You forgot that we were
supposed to have lunch.
I didn't forget. I was
sleeping in the clinic...
I'd like to run
some tests.
For what?
Where is this coming from?
Hepatic encephalopathy.
I've watched you
destroy your body
with Vicodin for years.
I'm surprised your
liver's lasted this long.
I'll do the
examination myself.
(SIGHS) While having
you juggle my jewels
sounds interesting,
there's no such thing
as friends with benefits.
It always gets weird.
Your friends out
there are getting
a little handsy.
Get enough death threats,
eventually they start
taking them seriously.
A convoy was hit
outside of Kunar Province.
Eight American
soldiers were killed.
Army spokesperson's
claiming that it's revenge for
the attack that I made public.
Better me take
the blame than them.
You don't think
you're to blame at all?
And you do?
Like everyone else.
A strike like that
would take more than
three days to plan.
So the next one
might be your fault?
Lateral view
looks good.
(SIGHING)
If you have such
a negative opinion of the
Army, why did you enlist?
I needed to find out
what really happened
to my dad.
There were two
redacted pages in
his service record.
Going into intelligence
was the quickest way to
up my security clearance.
Then why would you
leak that video?
Part of my job
was to grab a cup of
tea with the locals.
The face-time is
supposed to make them
more likely to trust us
with sensitive information,
but they
became my friends.
If there was another attack,
civilian casualties,
and I had done nothing...
Your spleen. It's enlarged.
We should do a biopsy and
look for any...
He's got
urinary bleeding.
CHI: Not just urinary.
I'll call the blood bank.
HAYES: What's
happening to him?
His spleen must be
sequestering platelets.
(MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY)
He's bleeding
too fast to wait for
a platelet infusion.
We need to squeeze his spleen
to release the ones he's got.
Tell the OR we're on ourway.
TAUB: Pressure's dropping.
CHASE: Almost there.
BP's 70 over 40,
and he's hypovolemic.
(MONITOR BLEEPS)
Pressure's rising.
And he's starting
to clot.
CHASE: Good news is we
can control the bleeding.
Bad news is,
bleeding's not the problem.
Unless spleens are
supposed to be lumpy.
JESSICA: He's clotting,
but CT confirmed
splenic nodules.
Dr. Taub has an
interesting theory.
No, I don't.
You're forfeiting?
If you can't play
the game and work...
Extramedullary
hematopoiesis.
No history of anemia.
She's right.
You're an idiot.
Try again.
Where I come from,
this is called
"cheating."
Where's that?
Stickford-Upon-Anus?
TB.
PPD was negative.
Could be Bruce...
Don't interrupt
Dr. Taub.
Brucellosis.
You just took out
a family of four.
They were clearly
armed insurgents,
and anyone who claims
or proves otherwise
is a traitor.
No rash or back pain.
You defend
the patient for being
a whistle-blower,
then attack him for being
an honorable whistle-blower,
now you defend him
for being a maligned,
honorable whistle-blower?
Adjectives matter.
Hate nurses, love
naughty nurses.
Taub, pitch again.
I've pitched
like five...
It's your turn.
(SIGHS) Lymphoma?
JESSICA: If cancer
caused his seizures,
we would have seen
cerebral masses
on his head CT.
TAUB: Yes!
Taub, pitch again. Now!
The nodules in his
spleen were granulomas.
He's got sarcoidosis!
Someone tell him
he's wrong.
Sorry, House.
Sarcoid does
explain the seizures.
And the bruises.
Say "bye-bye," House.
Yes! (GRUNTS) Yes!
Sarcoidosis it is.
Treat it with steroids.
Then come
right back here,
'cause I'm not gonna rest
until I've made orphans of
all your virtual children.
House never loses.
Seriously? Me beating House
is medically significant?
It could be.
Reduced fine motor control.
Add that to
inattention and liver flap.
It does make sense.
We have to talk
to Foreman.
No, we don't.
First of all,
because I can beat
him in that game.
And second, even if
you are right, there's
no reason to believe
that House's medical
judgment is impaired.
So we should wait
until he kills someone
for confirmation?
Do you really think it's
a coincidence that we're
treating a whistle-blower
and now talking about
blowing the whistle on House?
You're right.
Playing dumb.
A messy signature.
Losing a video game.
It's way too
complicated to fake.
No. I won't take it.
Without this injection,
you could have a fatal
arrhythmia.
Tell Major Mathewson
that I'm not taking
any more treatment
until they give me a live
television interview.
You can't really think
they'll agree to that?
People need to know
the tape's not the
reason for that attack.
They need to know
why I did this.
The people who think
you're a traitor will still
think you're a traitor,
and the people who think
you're a hero will still
think you're a hero.
The truth makes
a difference.
If Dad were here,
he'd be begging for
you not to do this.
If Dad were here,
he'd be proud of me.
The conspiracy theorists
are gonna go nuts if the
patient dies.
I told him that, and
he told me that option
is still less damaging
than giving the kid
a national platform.
So, what do we do now?
You explain to your brother
that he overplayed his hand.
Well, that won't
make any difference.
The idiot thinks he's
doing the right thing.
What if we convince
a court that his refusal
is part of an underlying
psychiatric disorder?
They assign a conservator,
we do what we want.
Fraud? Great.
Narcissistic
personality disorder.
Both the leaking of the tape
and the refusal of treatment
indicate that he has
no fear of consequences.
FOREMAN: So instead
of defrauding the court,
you'll waste their time?
No way a judge classifies
a personality disorder
as a mental illness.
If a decorated
military officer,
who happened to be
the patient's brother,
corroborates, they might.
So you want me to sign
a piece of paper that
says my brother is crazy
for doing what
he thinks is right?
I want you to save his life.
His heart could
go at any time.
He's a fool,
but he's not crazy.
The patient is
refusing treatment
because of honor,
and his brother is refusing
to be his conservator
because of honor.
Good, Taub's
cured the patient.
I had to go
to the bathroom.
Bathroom's that way.
You just ran in
from that way.
That one's been out
of order for two days.
I had to go up
to the third floor.
I'm not lying.
It's out of order.
I believe you.
I'm going to fix it.
We could treat
if he doesn't know
he's being treated.
Lace his sponge bath?
Would take too long
to reach his bloodstream.
What if we
aerosolize steroids
and blast the room?
Speaking of which.
It'd be too hard
to get the prednisone
concentrations right.
No one fixes anything
unless they have
a compelling reason.
And if we're
going to treat,
we have to give him
a compelling reason.
(UNZIPPING)
Something that he wants
more than an interview.
(SHOUTS)
Fire in the hole!
CHASE: A signed order
from Major Mathewson.
They've agreed to declassify
the redacted pages
from your father's
service record.
In two days,
you'll have
all your answers.
But the only way you'll live
long enough to get the truth
is by accepting treatment.
I don't trust the Army
to follow through on this.
HAYES: But you trust me.
I'll make sure
those pages get here.
Okay.
Selfishness
is apparently
honorable now.
He wanted to create change,
instead he's just satisfying
his own curiosity.
He's getting the truth.
Most he could hope for.
I need to take a dump.
Specifically,
House's dump.
JESSICA: You set this up?
All it took was showing up
two minutes late
and a $2 sign.
Bile deposits
are irregular.
House's liver
is failing.
Cognitive impairment will
get progressively worse.
(PAGERS BEEPING)
(BRANT GROANS)
What's going on?
My foot.
It's killing me.
JESSICA:
It's completely cyanotic.
This isn't sarcoidosis.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Cholesterol
embolization?
Are you even
going to acknowledge
what we just told you?
That you pilfered
my poo-poo?
(SIGHS)
Yeah, I was
thinking it would be less
awkward for all of us
if we could just pretend
that never happened.
It's not an embolization.
No instrumentation
inside the arteries.
Thank you for
getting us back to...
And if we start
you on treatment now,
get you off Vicodin...
What's the opposite
of "thank you"? Pretty
sure it ends in "you".
I know my body.
I'm fine.
Methemoglobinemia.
Army tests for
G6PD deficiency.
If you're not sick,
then our tests accurate
99.5% of the time,
yielded a false positive,
three separate times.
The odds of that are
one in eight million.
The test is accurate.
The diagnosis isn't.
The sample was obviously
contaminated by other foods
interacting with
my liver enzymes.
Now, can we talk
about the sick patient?
His clot dissolved.
That could have
caused the vasospasm.
And DIC could have been caused
by Bernard Soulier Syndrome.
And you're sick
and you have to do
something about it.
If we got a patient file
with the same symptoms
you're exhibiting...
And the symptoms
I'm not exhibiting?
Jaundice, ascites,
fetor hepaticus.
We can't tell if your
breath stinks because
you've been popping mints
like they're Vicodin.
CHASE: And you would
still diagnose hepatic
encephalopathy.
I know that because four
doctors you trained have
unanimously diagnosed you
with hepatic
encephalopathy.
(SIGHS)
Park's right.
Treat the patient
with heparin.
We'll have a stronger
argument if we go to
Foreman as a united front.
We'll have a stronger
argument if we have
an argument.
If House is sick,
it's his business,
not Foreman's.
Foreman's business
is to make sure his doctors
are able to do their jobs.
That lives aren't
put at risk.
Telling Foreman
will put lives at risk.
We tell Foreman, House
either agrees to treatment
or gets suspended.
Which means House
gets suspended.
And considering
House at 90%
is better than
any other doctor at
this hospital at 100%,
that means our patients
get a lower standard of care.
House could be at 90%,
he could be at 60%.
We don't know.
And until we do, there's
no reason to do anything
more than what we've done.
(SIGHS)
(LOUDLY) Blurry vision,
headache, bit of nausea
and dizziness.
I am completely baffled.
I only had
eight beers.
Sophomore class
pong tournament's
in a week.
I'm working on
my tolerance.
Hop on one foot
and sing the
iCarly theme song.
Like you don't know it.
(SIGHS)
(SINGING)
Damn it, man,
can't you see
I'm doctoring?
If you want to talk
to me, you can buy me
a sandwich in an hour.
Or I can just hover here
until you're done.
Heard enough.
Just never could figure out
the "breathe air" part.
Next year,
stick to whiskey.
Or at least stay away
from week-old green beers.
A lot less likely to contain
tartrazine-laced
green food dyes
for which you apparently
have an intolerance.
Once you break the seal,
should be out of
your system in 48 hours.
What are my choices here?
If I tell you I'm fine,
you won't believe me.
I've scheduled
a liver function test.
If I ignore you,
then you'll just
ignore my ignoring.
Which is rude, frankly.
Depending on the results,
we'll customize
a treatment plan.
If I tell you
I think I'm sick
and I need your help
and we need to set up
a time to talk about it,
you'll just assume I'm lying.
Again, rude.
Also hurtful.
Why is it that you can
find the smallest thing
wrong with anyone else,
but when it
comes to you...
I really don't have
a choice here, do I?
No. You don't.
I'm on the list.
He's not.
You can't
ignore me forever.
Well, if you're right,
it's not gonna be
all that long.
Do it slow.
(SIGHS)
Who are you?
Well, considering
the only people
allowed in this room
are your doctors
and your family,
I'm your long-lost
cousin Ralph.
So glad to
finally meet you.
Are you going
to check on me?
It's gonna be at least
two hours until we can tell
if the heparin's working.
Then what are you
doing here?
My father taught me
that it's dishonorable
to interrupt someone
while they're reading.
Honor is not
a punch line.
Get out of my room.
So, was it worth it?
Best case, you spend
the rest of your life
in Leavenworth.
Worst case,
you spend the rest
of your life here.
Justice for 34 deaths
outweighs anything
the Army can do to me.
They got justice?
Do they know that?
What if only 10 people
had died? Four?
Even one
civilian death is...
What if they had just
maimed a few guys. Would
that have been worth it?
My job was to
log that tape,
get all the details
in the official record.
After the 10th time
of watching it,
I stopped trying
to convince myself
that the shovel
could have been
mistaken for a gun
because all I could see
were the victims' faces.
All I was doing was trying
to read that kid's lips to
make out his last words.
I couldn't sleep.
Couldn't eat.
Think I like
the cue ball look?
My hair turned
gray in three days.
My body was telling me
I had to do whatever I could
to make sure that
something like this
never happened again.
Your hair turned
gray in three days?
Loss of hair color indicates
an autoimmune condition,
likely Graves disease.
Hyperthyroidism leads to
a hypercoagulable state
which causes thrombosis.
Start him on
anti-thyroids.
You want to reject
our current diagnosis
because he had
a few gray hairs,
panicked and
shaved his head?
I want to reject our
current diagnosis because
I think we're wrong
and treating for
wrong diagnoses
can result in side
effects, like death.
Even if he did fully go
gray, stress seems way
more likely than Graves.
I haven't read
any journal articles
proving that veterans
have a higher
incidence of
depigmentation.
But, of course, that
could be the hepatic
encephalopathy talking.
Our treatment
for Bernard Soulier
hasn't had...
So you all want to just
ignore the new symptom?
It's not Graves
because it's not
a symptom at all.
And the anti-thyroids
you want
could reduce
his blood pressure and
his ability to breathe,
which could result in
side effects, like death.
Small soda.
Graves it is.
Start him on
anti-thyroids.
I know we disagree
with House all the time,
but before I could say,
"Okay, he's a genius."
Now?
Maybe he's just
really smart.
We're not gonna give
him the anti-thyroids.
Feeling okay?
Any better?
Pretty good.
He did just ask
me for a blanket.
You're cold?
A little.
For how long?
It's really nothing.
Maybe an hour or two.
He's at 104.
It's not Bernard Soulier.
Bold move.
You've gone from
speculating that I'm sick,
to acting like I'm dead.
We acted like we don't
trust your judgment,
because we don't
trust your judgment.
Why don't you start by
not trusting your own?
We did more blood work.
It's not Graves either.
Talk to you
for a minute?
Anything you
have to say to me,
you can say to them.
It's only fair,
considering anything
they say to me,
they also say to you.
Jiggle your pockets.
Who's got the silver coins?
Until you receive
a clean bill of health,
I'll be authorizing
all treatment orders.
I would say that
that was an incredibly
stupid mistake.
But apparently I'd have
to clear that opinion
through Foreman first.
White count is high,
so all the infections
we ruled out when he came
in are back on the table.
Legionnaires'?
Unlikely without pneumonia.
HOUSE: Taub?
Loyalty issues in
his personal life
make sense if they cross over
into his professional one.
I was hoping we
could get a diagnosis
before the witch-hunt.
The patient's infection
is an inherently less
interesting puzzle
than the stab wound
in my back.
Fine. I told Foreman.
Can we move on now?
What about dengue?
Patient isn't
in enough pain.
HOUSE: Nope!
I don't mean about dengue,
I have no idea.
Taub's only confessing
'cause he wants us to
focus on the patient.
I told Foreman.
I did.
The next person
to confess is fired.
Or Spartacus.
For clarification,
no one's getting fired.
Who else has a pitch?
And then there's Park?
The only one who
didn't confess.
And the same cowardice,
that makes someone
unable to move out
of Mommy and Daddy's home,
might also make
someone a tattletale.
You threatened to fire
the next person who...
And it's malaria.
No, it's not.
The Army issues
anti-malaria medication.
And has done
for 10 years.
That's the equivalent
of 5,000 generations
of the Afghan mosquito,
Anopheles gambiae.
It's plenty long enough
to develop a resistance.
Anopheles, by the way,
it's Greek for "useless".
Cover for intra-abdominal
sepsis and treat
with antimalarials.
And was I also right
that it was a stupid idea?
We believe
you have malaria.
These pills...
I don't want
any medication.
My dad's file
should've been here.
Brant, I told you.
I looked into it.
There's just a delay.
I believe that's what
the Army's saying.
I don't believe
it's true.
If they're not going to keep
their end of the bargain,
neither am I.
So.. we got groped
for nothing?
If he doesn't
want to stay alive...
Hold on.
Is it too late
to become
his conservator?
I know what
I said before.
Right now, I don't care.
Of course not. We'll get
the paperwork drawn up.
(DOOR OPENS)
He changed his mind?
Why?
His brother's dying.
He needs a more
substantial reason?
His brother was dying
the last time we asked him
to be the conservator.
So instead of pushing
the issue with the Army
to get that file,
he just decided to
give up on his code?
Apparently.
So, where do I sign?
We don't need you to.
The Army gave the file
to you yesterday.
Major Mathewson
had another copy
sent over to us.
Uh... You know, there's
a reason I didn't want
that file released.
I know. I read it.
I'm going to treat
my patient now.
I was right.
Wasn't I?
How did he die?
What did they cover up?
They didn't
cover up anything.
I did.
Dad died in that car accident
because he was drunk.
Killed a pedestrian, too.
What are you... I...
He drank, Brant, a lot.
You were too young to see it.
I had some of Dad's buddies
take care of his files.
It's the only time
I ever broke the rules.
I'm sorry.
Can I begin treatment?
TAUB: Fever hasn't broken.
White count is still up,
renal function is declining.
FOREMAN: So, he has
all the signs of malaria,
except the antimalarials
aren't curing him.
Gonorrhea?
If it got into
his heart...
We did an echo.
His valves look good.
What about...
You bastard.
You were faking.
Yesterday,
House stole candy by
putting it into a cup.
The cup was too small,
so his solution was to
remove some of the candy.
But the obviously
logical thing was to
just get a bigger cup,
which he did today
because he's
no longer faking.
He couldn't have faked it.
We tested your...
I took St. John's Wort
to alter the way my liver
metabolized acetaminophen.
Then some N-acetylcysteine
just to finish it off.
You tortured them to
torture me just to see
who you could trust?
I did it to save lives.
God, I wish I could
rationalize that one.
And now you're gonna
brilliantly deduce which
one of us is the rat?
What makes you think
I haven't already?
To be continued. I need to
brilliantly cure a patient.
No hair usually
means no lice.
What we didn't account for
was that it wasn't your hair.
Tea was not the only thing
that your Afghani neighbors
shared with you.
I'm sure they were generous
enough to let you sit on
their furniture
which was infested
with rat lice.
You have typhus.
Caused the vasculitis
and explains all your
other symptoms.
But here's where
it gets interesting.
One of those symptoms,
a lawyer might argue,
was leaking the tape.
There are psychiatric issues
associated with typhus.
And if you change your
mind, plead not guilty,
you've got a case.
I'd be undermining
everything I've been
trying to do.
You did what you
thought you had to do.
Going to jail
proves nothing.
It proves I still
have my honor.
You're not doing
this for honor,
you're doing this
to please your father.
And the pathetic thing is,
is that the man you're trying
to please never existed.
Traitor.
You've been
avoiding me
for two days.
Because when I stranded you
behind the barricades,
you went straight
to Foreman.
I've been avoiding you
because you're an ass.
I've been
an ass my whole life.
I can't get rid of you.
You can get rid of me now.
Just turn and limp away.
Huh!
Your whiny righteousness
has the stench of sincerity.
Fine. I'll have to
punish my whole team,
so one of them
will step forward.
Makes sense.
(SIGHS) Damn.
Now I'm gonna have to
punish my whole team
so one of them
will step forward.
You just said that.
Yeah, but I
meant it this time.
First time, I was
just testing you.
Either you were gonna
genuinely confess or
falsely confess,
or actually...
(SQUEAKING)
His name's Li'l Chase.
He's a rat.
You're a rat.
Get it?
Taub confessed
to telling Foreman
to protect the patient.
Adams confessed
to protect Taub.
Your confession
was just piling on.
There was no
rational reason for
you to have done it.
And my punishment
will be nothing.
You wanted me
to tell Foreman.
Your ability to solve
puzzles is the only thing
that matters to you.
And you're smart enough
to know even you'll lose
your edge at some point.
You want to make sure
someone's there when you do.
If that were true,
why are Li'l Chase's
little cousins
scurrying
through your apartment
floorboards right now?