House

Jennifer Williams?

And you are?

Cyrus. Cyrus Harry?

You used to call my Cy if it's-- if it's really you.

I--I'm trying to find the Jennifer Williams

I knew 23 years ago.

We spent a long weekend at the Jersey Shore?

She was visiting a friend...

That lasted longer than usual.

That's it for Lansdale.

Pack it up.

Let's move on to Philly.

Seriously, you gonna complain?

How many limo drivers are making six figures?

Cy, you're my little cousin, and I love you,

and you've been more than generous.

I'm upset because you are wasting your time

over some faded memory

when there is a world of pleasure out there.

The kind of cash you got buys a lot of it.

Come on. ...be like that.

I've just been driving around all day.

I'm a little cranky.

Hey!

My leg won't move.

Are you gonna stare, or are you gonna call 911?

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Partial paralysis.

Head CT and LP showed nothing.

Spinal MRIs and EMG were clean.

Brain symptom, yet nothing seems to be wrong with his brain.

Refrigerator mechanic, no family, in and out of work.

He just won $42 million in the state lottery.

I think I read about this lucky bastard in the paper.

You sure you don't mean the lucky bastard

whose grandkids snorted his winnings

till he drank himself to death with drain cleaner?

Or the lucky bastard who was found naked and penniless

in a strip club parking lot

with his winning number tattooed on both testicles?

Neuro-otological pathology could have caused loss of balance.

Calorics were normal.

Sure, some people will screw up anything,

but some won't.

That kind of cash,

he has a chance to turn a miserable life around.

Miserable stays miserable.

Happy doesn't buy lottery tickets in the first place.

Our level of happiness is set.

It's in our DNA.

No cash payout's gonna change that.

It's like there's two of me.

The guy repairs appliances.

He's probably got toxic brain damage

from years of working with toxic chemicals.

Or his sudden disease came from his sudden millions.

He's buying something, collecting something,

ceramics, precious metals,

which gave him atherosclerosis of his carotid arteries.

My mother's lawyer called.

She's threatening to sue the hospital

over our mistreatment of her.

Says it slowed her recovery.

You know, I was just thinking

how much I want a relationship with no sex

but where I still have to deal with your mother.

Go to the patient's old workshop.

Look for causes of toxic brain damage.

Go take a new history,

and see if there's any lifestyle changes

that would explain atherosclerosis.

Go.

Medicinal.

I'm expecting a shooting pain in my ass.

My mom and I got into a fight.

Because of our replacement hip replacement,

she can barely get around her own house.

I told her she has to live with me while she recovers.

Oh, I'm starting to get the connection.

Yeah, she has a house,

my name is House.

You're the doctor that treated her,

that illegally switched her meds after she fired you,

that went behind the back of her actual doctor.

Those beads from Thailand.

If we're listing all the things that you pressured me into.

The point is you're the who's on the line here,

whose name is on her hospital records.

Whose name is on her name?

Fine.

We're both on the line,

but she won't discuss this with me alone.

She and her lawyer want to meet with both of us

for settlement talks

I need you in that meeting acting nice and respectful

while I defuse this stunt.

Yeah well, I'm not going to that meeting,

so I'm guessing you're cool

if I'm not nice and respectful either.

Picked up any new hobbies?

How's a hobby gonna paralyze my left leg?

If you work on vintage cars or you've taken up painting,

the fumes can...

No cars, no paints.

You're a popular guy.

Popular wallet.

I had my appendix out.

Phil was there. No one else even called.

What about drugs?

No drugs.

Look, I've seen all the documentaries,

I've read all the articles.

I'm not gonna be a tabloid cliche.

I know what I'm gonna do my money.

Find and build a life

with the one woman I ever cared for.

The point is nothing's changed.

I live the same life. I eat the same food.

Same crappy canned food.

How many of your meals do you eat from a can?

Most of 'em.

I'm used to it.

I order 'em by the case online.

Is that bad?

You're worried about the trickle down effect

of Cuddy versus House versus Cuddy.

You're reading subtext into my silence?

House gets to you more than anyone.

House thinks I'm a robot.

You think I'm a wuss?

No, no, no, no.

I think you're repressed.

Well, it's out of your control.

Tough childhood, strained relations with your family.

Can't be easy trying to succeed in a white man's world.

First of all, white man,

I've done at least as well as you have.

Second, I didn't think you take House's view

that life sucks and we're stuck.

I think you're stuck.

Last month or so I've turned my life around.

I'm happier than ever.

Sleeping with ten women instead of four?

Try none.

He was cutting metal... Inhaled the dust?

Unless he was snorting lines of the stuff.

None?

Was having tons of sex,

and I was bored, hating myself.

Was never gonna be ready when something real came along.

So you're becoming some kind of super monk,

and I can't change at all.

I challenge you to go one differential

without House or anyone else getting under your skin.

Since I say nothing gets to me

and you won't take me at my word,

how am I supposed to prove you wrong?

I guess you can't.

I hope that doesn't eat at you.

Off-brand solvent. From China.

Made of God knows what.

Patient eats cheap canned goods by the caseload.

Could be metal poisoning?

He also worked with cut-rate chemicals.

Could be inhalation of a toxic volatile substrate.

Treatment for both is chelation.

Great work.

Alkalinize his urine and force diuresis

for heavy metal poisoning.

If that doesn't work, put him on dialysis

for toxic inhalation.

I just said treatment for both is chelation.

And I said force diuresis and try dialysis.

You need a transcript?

You want to put him on dialysis,

risk infection and hemodynamic swings

when we can just chelate?

Whoa, whoa. Settle down.

If we chelate,

we're not gonna know what disease he had,

which means we're not gonna know if the problem

was in his lousy old job or his still-lousy new life.

Which for the purposes of a metaphorical argument

is very important.

Pointless to argue.

He's the boss. He needs his puzzle solved.

Why bang our heads against the wall?

When you're done with the patient,

treat Foreman by banging his head against the wall.

Where's the dialysis machine?

Who cares? Since I ordered chelation.

We'll flip a coin, tell House it was one disease or the other.

Worst case, he finds out and he's impressed we defied him.

I'm sorry. I asked you to remove the dialysis equipment,

not the chelation equipment.

And Dr. Cuddy asked me to remove all equipment.

She de-authorized all treatment.

She won't let us make a move

until you agree to a sit-down

with the godmother and her consigliere.