All language subtitles for House - [5x14] - The Greater Good

The trick to onions,

cut them in half lengthwise,
but leave the roots on,

then make your
vertical slices.

I need a dozen.
Think you can handle this?

A dozen is 12, right?

Next, we add mustard greens,
spicy and they pack
a nice punch.

Plus, they're really
good for you,
improve mental function,

protect against rheumatoid
arthritis, even inhibit
certain types of cancer.

Are you going to chop
those onions or give
them a Thai massage?

Well, I guess a happy ending
is out of the question.

I don't recall adding
"making snide remarks"
to your list of duties.

Just taking initiative.

Secret ingredient:
Porcini mushrooms.

You want to
reconstitute them
in a bowl of water.

You also want to
hire an assistant

who can stay focused
for longer than 30 seconds.

Why don't I
hear you chopping?
Just give me a second.

(COUGHS)

You're kidding me, right?
So sorry.

Are you okay?
You want to sit down?

My lips are blue.
Cyanosis.

(PANTING)
Pain in my back and chest.
Spontaneous pneumothorax.

What are you
talking about?
I'm a doctor.

You are?
And I need a doctor.

(GASPS)

You drool.

(CHUCKLES) Shut up.

(TAP RUNNING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(PANTING)

I know gas is expensive,
but I could have
given you a ride.

Elevator's broken.

It was fine when
I came up
from Admitting.

Dana Miller,
the cancer researcher,
spontaneous pneumothorax.

Awfully thin file.

She just got admitted.

Lots of things can
cause pneumothorax.

Why don't we let eight
or 10 other doctors
rule out the boring stuff?

We want to take this case.

She's maybe five
or 10 years away from
curing retinoblastoma.

Which would make this case
attractive to anyone

who has some vested
interest in people
curing the incurable.

She hasn't suffered
from COPD,

she doesn't smoke,
she hasn't been
scuba diving.

O2 sats are low,
even after chest
tube insertion.

Pneumothorax could
be secondary to
a bunch of things,

cystic fibrosis,
lung cancer...

Or to be slightly
more optimistic,

late-onset asthma
triggered by
an unknown allergen.

We have a case?

Did you just get to work?

Am I in trouble?

Did you take
the elevators up?

Yes.

So, steroids for asthma?

Yeah. Do a CT looking for
hyperinflation to confirm.

And I thought my hospital
was high-tech. Have to
wait all day for a CT.

Dr. House gets a few perks.

He has his own scanner?

No, just very loose
interpretations of
hospital procedure.

I appreciate
the extra effort, but...

Our gift to society,
we want to get you back
to work as soon as possible.

Well, I'm not working,
at least, not as a doctor.

I quit. I left
eight months ago.

You mean like a sabbatical?

I had a uterine myoma, benign,

but it ruptured,
and I needed
emergency surgery.

I was lying there on the table
thinking, "I can't die now,
I haven't been happy yet."

Couldn't you just buy
an overpriced German sports
car, or have an affair?

My sports car is doing
what I want when I want.

Right now, I'm learning how
to run a kitchen from one
of the best chefs in New York.

You're washing pots
and smashing garlic.

Smashing garlic
makes me happy.

Before that, it was
eight years studying,
12 years in that lab.

It was always
what I was supposed to do,
never what I wanted to do.

(DOOR OPENING)

Come here.
Look at this.
Come here.

Adorable. Elevators
keep crashing. Is Mercury
in retrograde or what?

Elevators can be capricious,
sometimes it just seems
like they're out to get you.

She keeps playing
with the blanket.
Why would she do that?

Why do you think
the elevators would
be out to get me?

I don't know.

Maybe they wanted to take
time off to spend with
their little dumbwaiter,

but then they had
to leave it at home
with an elevator sitter

because you drove
the replacement
elevator to quitting

because you're incapable
of listening to anybody
but me.

It's just a theory.
You're wrong.
I don't even listen to you.

Either do your job
or go home.
Leave me out of it.

I am going to do my job.
It doesn't mean
I have to do it happily,

doesn't mean
I have to do it
without resentment,

and it definitely doesn't
mean I have to do it

without seeking vengeance
on the person making me
be here.

Congratulations.
You've officially dragged
me down to your level.

(BABY GURGLING)

Okay.

(DOOR OPENING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Hey, Blue.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

It's not asthma,
lung volume's normal.

She did have a uterine myoma
removed eight months ago.

Central line IV could've
made a hole near the lung
that slowly expanded.

No pleural thickening.
I can't believe she quit.

People have a right
to be happy.

I saw a four-year-old
with retinoblastoma on
my oncology rotation.

The cancer had eaten
through her eye
and into her brain.

Horrible diseases exist.

It doesn't mean
people should give up
recreational anything.

Why not? Big picture.
I don't care if Jonas Salk's
life is a miserable shell,

I just want him
to cure polio.

You can't live
your life big picture.

You've got to look out
for yourself and the people
you care about.

Well, then,
why are you a doctor?

Why aren't you sitting
by a pool in Fiji
knocking back Mai Tais?

People act in
their own
self-interests.

You're all here because
you're happy to be here,

or at least because
it's your best option.

I'm here because
I want to help people.

No, you're here because
it makes you feel good
to help people,

Taub and Foreman are here
because they've got
no other viable choices,

and Thirteen is desperate
to make her life matter
before it's over.

So, you're happy
to be here?

Does it show?

Are those increased
interstitial markings?

It could be
pulmonary fibrosis.

Do a biopsy.

Foreman.

"You've got to look
out for the people
you care about."

That wouldn't have anything
to do with you screwing
over your clinical trial

by slipping Thirteen
the real drug, would it?

You said that
would be stupid.

Does she know?
Because Jonas Salk
would not approve.

There's nothing to know.

Got it?

Good?
Yeah.

You okay?
Just a headache.

I took some ibuprofen, but...
Where's the pain,
front or back?

Front. Why are there
never any interesting
pictures on these cards?

They should make
a dirty version.

Sharp pain or more
of a throbbing...

Relax.
This is not a side-effect.
People get headaches.

True, but I can
get you an MRI.

If I'm on the drug,
it's been weeks.

It's not like something's
gonna suddenly crop up now.

Okay, first card.

Train, duck...

You can't remember?
...piano.

(CHUCKLES)

We need a biopsy
to confirm...

You need an open-lung
biopsy to confirm
pulmonary fibrosis.

That's invasive surgery.
I'd be out of commission
for weeks.

No offense,
but you're not working.

What does it matter
if you spend
a little time in bed?

Not working doesn't mean
I don't have places to go.

I've got my book group,
piano lessons, cooking
classes. They make me happy.

A warm apple fritter
makes me happy, it doesn't
fulfill me as a person.

And working here does?

If it didn't,
I'd have found a way to
go back to tucking tummies.

Good for you.
If your job fulfills you and
makes you happy, that's rare.

I didn't say I was happy.

I loved being
a plastic surgeon,
the money, the lifestyle.

And in a lot of ways,
this job stinks.

I'm making five bucks,
I'm always annoyed, but...

You can look yourself
in the mirror and think,

"I did something
worthwhile today."

Exactly.

That's important.

And I do miss that,

but it just wasn't
enough any more.

That doesn't feel right.
Sit up.

(GROANS)

It's weird.

What is it, ascites?

(GROANS)

Your belly's
full of blood.

First her lung deflates,
like me after a cold shower,

now her liver
starts to bleed,
like me after a...

FOREMAN: You okay?

HOUSE: Great.

Just practicing
my clown college audition.

Someone set
a trip wire.

We were with the
patient the whole time.

We were in the GRC.

Lung, liver. Go.

Shouldn't you be
obsessing over
who did this to you?

Nope. Anybody bother
MRIing our patient's
liver for tumors?

No tumors, no cysts,
no clear etiology.

If you're not obsessing,
you must have already
figured it out.

Yes. So I'm obsessing about
why you're not obsessing

about why our patient's liver
suddenly sprang a leak.

There's a tiny spot
on the caudate lobe.
Could be a granuloma.

Erodes into
the hepatic artery,
causes the bleed.

What caused the granuloma?

Blastomycosis.

Could've been
asymptomatic
for months.

It hits her lungs, we give
her steroids, it blossoms
and attacks her liver.

Get a piece of her lung,
stick it under a black light.

If it glows, the sick
children who need her
soufflés can breathe easier.

Foreman.

Again?

You have a problem.

I told you. I didn't...

Then you really
have a problem.

When she turned her head
to look at the MRI,

I think she's losing
her peripheral vision.

Because she turned
her head?

I'm happy for you.

A love so deep
you're ready to chuck
your medical license

to give her powerful,
unproven drugs with
dangerous side effects.

I don't want to make
any assumptions about
your feelings for me,

but I do have
a birthday coming up.

I hear Cuddy's SEAL training
finally came in handy.

Should I be investing
in a flak jacket?
You're safe.

No carpet bombing,
no burning of Dresden
to teach her a lesson?

Well, since you're incapable
of taking the high road,

I assume there's some deeper,
more long-term strategy
in effect.

Cuddy's not playing games,
she's not looking
for leverage.

She wants pure,
unadulterated vengeance.

And your countermove
is to let her have it?

The only time to strike back
is when I want something.

All I want now
is to get things
back to normal,

which I can't get
by escalating.

The only way to win
this war is to lose it.
Let her punch herself out.

Yeah, that
makes sense, too.

Too?

I was thinking you actually
feel guilty about taking her
away from her baby,

but your explanation
is good, too.

It's completely inconsistent
with your character,
but whatever.

Oh, thank you,
Rationalization Man,
you have saved the village.

You wanna eat?

You forgot your file.

Dana Miller?
The cancer researcher?

Not anymore.

Dr. Miller, I doubt
if you'll remember me...

James Wilson, right?

Chicago, at the
adenocarcinoma conference?

Lmpressive.

You want some cortisone
for that itch?

Liver failure,
itching is one of
the lovely side effects.

Why did you quit?

Well, the worst thing is,
now, every time I get sick,

I have to listen
to a dozen people
judge me.

Do you want me
to congratulate you?

I've got four kids
in Pede-Onc right now
who are going to die.

Three of them within a year,
the other in a few days,
probably.

Breakthroughs will happen.

With or without me,
someone will find
the answer.

Maybe.

(SCOFFS)

I'm in the trenches.
I'm doing triage
as best I can.

You had the chance
to end the war.

How is someone like me
supposed to keep fighting

when someone like you
just walked away?

When I left my job,
a lot of people
were furious with me.

It was easier to be angry
than to admit
they weren't happy.

That they were stuck
in a rut somewhere
in their lives,

unable to move forward.

What's your rut?

(MAN CHATTERING ON TV)

Okay, you're
freaking me out.

Do you think
we should have kids?

We've had
this conversation.

Ten years ago.
Things change.

On our third date,
I told you that I didn't
want to have kids,

and you said that
you were okay with that.

I said it because I wanted
to sleep with you. And then
I fell in love with you,

and I realized
that I really could
be okay with it.

It wasn't like I had
this burning desire
to have children.

God, have you been
resenting me all
this time? Is that why...

No, of course not.

I'm just revisiting.

This isn't a whim for me.
It's not a decision
that I made lightly.

Don't you ever wonder
what it would be like?

All the time.

But just not enough
to make me want to do it.

I like our life.

Are you okay?

Can I turn
the TV back on?

Look straight ahead.

(CHUCKLES)

Why didn't we do
this test this morning?

Do you see that?
No.

Damn.
I'm losing
my peripheral vision?

I am on the drug.

Does this mean
you have to tell them
and take me off it?

No and yes.

As far as they're concerned,
you're on the placebo.

I found out last week.
The trial was getting
positive results,

so I switched you.

So my headaches...

I'll stop taking the drug
and everything should be fine.

Specimen's negative
for blastomycosis.

That's it?

I'll go give House
the test results.
You can tell the patient.

Hey.

We have been dating
for two weeks.

You just broke trial protocol
and risked your entire career

to give me a drug
we're not even
sure will help me.

I don't think
I'm ready for that.

Dr. Miller?

I'm sorry.
The test was negative.
So, I'm gonna take you off...

What happened to your head?

I don't know,
I was sleeping.

It's so itchy.

You were scratching it
in your sleep.

(SIGHS)

You scratched right
through your skull.
What?

This is brain matter.
Oh, God.

Need some help in here.

I did a free flap closure
to avoid any scarring.

She was lucky,
the scratching didn't
cause any brain damage.

But the first thing she said
when we woke her up was,
"It still itches."

Ltch receptors are only
in the top two layers
of skin,

which means
she's not actually itchy,
she just thinks she is.

So the problem's
in her brain.

Thank God we have you here
to interpret that for us.

Sorry. I have a headache.

KUTNER: It could be
psychogenic.

She made a big, sudden change
in her life, could be the
result of a mental imbalance.

She wants to do
what she wants to do,
what's crazy about that?

Why do you have to quit
to do it? If I want to
do something, I do it.

If you can figure out
a balance,
there's no burn out.

Thanks for the lesson,
Deepak,

but the itching
started yesterday,
not eight months ago.

Meningitis, encephalitis.

Those are diffuse processes,
this is localized.

Could be plaques, MS
would explain the itching,
possibly the lungs.

So would a brain tumor.

Well, how about
we stop guessing and
MRI her head instead?

You want to talk
about your headaches?
Not particularly.

You went off the drug,
but the headaches are
worse. You need an MRI.

The patient needs an MRI.

If she had gangrene,
would you be
amputating my leg?

These pills have codeine
in them? You're taking
twice the indicated amount.

I've only been
off the drug
for 24 hours.

So I think the bigger issue
here is that I've been
off you for 24 hours.

You have worsening headaches,
loss of peripheral vision,

and a long history
of pretending bad things
aren't happening.

You really think
this is just about
my hurt feelings?

I don't remember
demoting you.
Brought you something.

Latest issue
of Parent magazine.
Really interesting column.

Apparently, working moms
are actually more engaged
and attentive

than stay-at-home moms.
Something about
personal fulfillment.

That's just a rationalization
by working moms who justify
not being with their kids,

which is fine,
if that's what they want.
It's not what I want.

And this is
Nurses Quarterly.

The point is...
You're only here
to get back at me

by dumping dirty mop
water on my carpet.

Just get it over with
so I can get back to work.

I'm sorry.

I figured

only one of us
needed to go
out on a limb.

I thought I could help you.

It's hard to have
a conversation when
I'm trying not to move.

(BEEPS)

Oh, God.

Patient's MRI was negative,
no tumors, no lesions.

Where's your cane?
Where are your co-workers?

I paged them.
It could still be
psychogenic.

Technically, it can't
still be that because
it never could be that.

She scratched
through her skull
while she was sleeping.

Unless she was having
a dream about fleas...

Oh, hey, funny
you should drop by.

We were just talking
about this patient of ours.

Tell him the part about
where two of her doctors
don't show up for...

Where are you going?

Polyneuropathy.
If it's not in the brain,
it's in the nerves.

Explains the itching,
the lungs, the liver.

Shock the affected area,
re-boot the nerves,
she'll be fine.

Foreman.

How bad is she?

She's got a tumor
in her optic chiasm.

You don't
need your coat
to treat a tumor.

I'm going to
the drug company.

To tell them that
you compromised
their trial, your ethics,

and the patient's health.
That's a great idea.

They have records
on hundreds of patients.

I can ask them for access,

find out if other patients
developed tumors
and how they were treated.

This drug inhibits
cell death.

I think I can take
a wild guess
on how I treat that.

Stop taking it?
Yeah, she tried
that yesterday.

Oh, my God. It's been
a whole day and her brain
tumor hasn't melted away?

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

If you get
on that elevator

and it's only 'cause
you're worried about
getting to sleep tonight...

I want to be able
to tell her

this happened
to other people,
and they're fine now.

So tell her.

I'm not going
to lie to her.
A little late for that.

You need to wait.

Because if this thing
doesn't go away,

she's going to need you
to still have
a medical license.

So I spoke with House.
He thinks we should just...

My leg is bleeding.
What happened?

I was going for the phone
and I fell over the table.

(SOBBING)
I can't see.

What do you mean?

I can't see anything.

(SIGHING)

(DOOR SLAMS)

You gonna tip
housekeeping?
Get it from Cuddy.

Don't tell me.
She burned your
apartment to the ground.

The warmth would
have been nice.
No heat, no power.

Apparently, Mrs. House
called the utilities and
told them we were moving.

You have 17 messages.

And your
non-involvement strategy
doesn't seem to be working.

Hang up.
He's here.

We've been
paging you all night.

By all means,
let's discuss the failed
attempts to contact me,

not the reason
behind them.

The patient started
experiencing spinal shocks

before the machine
was turned on.
L'Hermitte's sign.

Shocks without shock,
an itch that won't stop.

She needs Dr. Seuss.

L'Hermitte's sign
could mean Behcet's,
B12 deficiency...

No sores, no anemia.

Where's Foreman?
TAUB: No idea.

Could be another
demyelinating disease.

Why are you asking
about Foreman
and not Thirteen?

Because both questions
are bound to have
the same answer.

Ebony and Ivory are
joined near the hip.
Forget the brain, look lower.

A spinal tumor
wouldn't explain
the liver or the lungs.

But an aggressive
spinal hemangioma could.

Go find it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(DOOR OPENING)

You didn't
answer the door.

Probably because
I didn't want
to talk to anyone.

You can leave
your stolen key
on your way out.

I was looking for Foreman.
I figured...

You can't see.

Where is he?
On his way to
the drug company.

Tell him to come back.
I'll dial.
If they can help...

What, you think
that drug company
has a magic tumor wand

that no one else knows
about? You need radiation,
not ritual sacrifice.

He asked for my advice
before he switched you
off the placebo.

I told him to do it
if he loved you.

He only thinks
he loves me.

It's the same thing.
Yes, he's an idiot.

You didn't ask him
to do anything, you're
pissed off that he did.

So let him torch his career
to pay for his sins,

unless you actually
feel something
for the idiot,

in which case,
you might want to
tell him to turn around.

(SIGHING)

WILSON:
You're hurting him.

Good, after all the stunts
he's pulled on me.

You're physically
hurting him.

(SIGHS)
That's the point.

What's the point?

What do you think
you're going
to accomplish?

House shouldn't be allowed
to make people miserable

without paying for it.
You're not miserable.

You're telling me
how I feel?

You're here
because you like this,
you like working with him.

Wow, if only I'd known I was
having fun, I wouldn't have
canceled the bouncy house.

Fire him.
And go be home
with your new baby.

I like what he does
for this hospital.

What he does
is who he is.

And the same goes for you.

Slow down.

Unless you want
to radiate her heart
instead of her brain.

Of course, then your problems
would actually all go away.

Thanks. I'm not
beating myself up enough
already over this.

Entering the left
common carotid.

You broke the rules,
your girlfriend went blind...

You gotta be ready
for losing to be one
of the possibilities.

You're at
the carotid bifurcation.

I knew that giving her
the drug would be bad
for me if I got caught.

I never thought
it would be bad for her.

Nobody else was having
adverse reactions.

You did it because
you love her,

and, ironically,
you never took her
into consideration.

I can't wait to see
what you get her
for your anniversary.

Catheter's adjacent
to the optic chiasm.
We're in position.

Nukie-nukie.

What's going on
with everyone today?

It involves House,
Foreman, and Thirteen,

which means it's either
dumb, dangerous, or tragic,
or a combination.

I'm embracing
my ignorance.

House was right
about the hemangioma,
looks fixable.

What's that?

Hemangiomas travel
solo. This thing's
brought a friend.

Masses in her lungs and spine.
One in her pericardium.

They're everywhere.

Classic mesothelioma.

It metastasized outward
to the spine and muscles.

The irony of it.
Maybe she wouldn't
be sick at all

if some other lazy
cancer researcher
hadn't gone home early.

Where are Foreman
and Thirteen?

Shouldn't you be saying,

"Those weren't there
when we scanned
her two days ago"?

Mesothelioma shouldn't
grow this fast.
Good rephrasing.

Have Wilson do
a biopsy to confirm.

No.

Something weird
is going on,

and it involves
our colleagues,
we should know.

You want us
to treat the patient?
Tell us what's going on.

Actually, all he needs us
to do is tell Wilson
to do something. So...

You always blab
to watch people react,

so not blabbing means
you don't want us to react,
which can't be good.

Is Thirteen's headache
not just a headache?

If I check with Admitting,
am I going to find her name?

Little pinch.

I'm sorry about the other day.
I unloaded on you and...

You're not sorry.

You feel bad
because mesothelioma
means I'm dying.

You're a good person.
I appreciate the sentiment.

I'm not apologizing
because you're dying.

I'm apologizing
because you were
right. I am stuck.

My girlfriend died.

She was the only person
I've loved for a long time
and...

I'm still
living in her apartment.
I'm surrounded by her things.

(CHUCKLES) I've left it
all exactly where it was.

I don't know how
to get un-stuck.

The only wrong thing
is to do nothing.

Yeah.

All right.

That's not supposed
to happen.

Have you thought about
going to the drug company,
see if they can help?

I thought about it.

We need to give it more time,
it's been half a day.

This thing keeps growing,

there's other stuff
in your brain
you might need later on.

If I were any other patient,
you'd both be in the lounge
eating donuts.

You're not
any other patient.
Right.

Any other patient,
you don't feel guilty.

But you don't get
to torch your career
to pay for your sins.

House told you
to say that,
didn't he?

Does that make it
any less true?

You think he's right?

Who cares?

You're a hypocrite.

You don't ask her
if she wants
to be on the drug,

but when there's a chance
you could help her get better,

suddenly you're letting her
call the shots?

That's not being noble,
that's saving your own ass.

I'd feel worse if he
destroyed his career.

Mesothelioma doesn't bleed.

So what causes
masses that do bleed?

AVM secondary
to schistosomiasis.

She'd be crawling with worms,
we would've noticed it.

Gorham's Disease
and Kasabach-Merritt

can both cause
super-aggressive
vascular tumors.

(PAGER BEEPING)

Patient's heart
just stopped.

So what causes that?

(EKG BEEPING)

Cardiac tamponade.

She's bleeding into
her pericardium, smothering
her heart. Syringe.

BP is going back up.
It's working.
No, it's not. Look.

(ALARM BLARING)

TAUB: We're transfusing
platelets, FFP, everything
to try to keep her stable.

But we can barely keep up
with the blood loss.

At this rate,
she could be dead
by the end of the day.

KUTNER: We need to resect
the vascular tumors,
stop the bleeding.

Too late.
No surgeon's going
to touch her now.

So we give up?
Just let her bleed out?
Don't be silly.

Do you know what that
would do to our
malpractice insurance rates?

We go on the offensive,
cut off the invading
army's supply line.

You're talking
about embolization?

Cut off the arteries that
feed blood to the tumors,
they wither and die.

Start with the ones
in her lungs,

'cause if they get any
bigger, she's gonna have
a hard time breathing,

so she'll have
a hard time telling us
she's dead.

You can't kill the tumors
without also killing
healthy tissue.

If we wipe out
three-quarters
of her lungs...

Let's hope
that running marathons
wasn't on her happy list.

(SIGHS)

I found this.

In the coat closet
where I hid it.

I thought I'd never
see you again,
Little Little Greg.

Yeah, you heard me right.

You are who you are.

It's annoying,
but that's not your fault.

It isn't about you.

I'm sorry.

Because you were doing
this job perfectly until
the baby came along.

What?

I'm apologizing.
Can't you just accept my...
I accept.

Are we gonna have
to do this dance
again in 28 days?

What the hell
is wrong with you?

Yesterday, you hate me.
Today, you're practically
weeping on my shoulder.

I can only assume that
what I'm hearing is your
Aunt Flow telling me...

When I was being a jerk,
you suddenly act human,

but when I act human,
you turn back into a jerk.

Guess our cycles
aren't matched up yet.

This is your way
of saying you accept
my apology, isn't it?

Nope. This is my way
of saying you were doing
a crappy job before,

you'll do a slightly
crappier job now,
everything keeps going.

Nature of life,
nature of parenthood.

Or this whole thing
is just an act.

And you've gone back
to the part you think
you need to play.

You should go
talk to Wilson.

Rationalization Man
needs a faithful sidekick.

Now Rational Man needs
to go save a life.

House, if you're looking
for returnable bottles,

Kutner's already
cleaned it out.
Damn! Oh, well,

it means the only thing
I'm gonna get out of this
is a diagnosis.

So the nurses
gave her pads
instead of tampons,

is that diagnostically
relevant?

The fact that
the nurses had to
give her anything is.

It means she's bleeding
from her uterus.

Women do that.
It's perfectly natural,
not scary at all.

She's menstruating
and she's bleeding
everywhere.

There's about a three-
or four-in-28 chance
it's a coincidence.

Which leaves a much bigger
chance that the diagnosis
is ectopic endometriosis.

She had a myoma eight
months ago. The surgeons
cut through her uterine wall.

Every cut of the scalpel

could have sent
endometrial cells spilling
out into her bloodstream.

Some of them took up
residence in her lungs,

some in her liver,
some in her spine.

And like all
horny little cells,

they went forth and
multiplied until they
reached a critical mass.

In the days leading up
to her next period,

when her uterus
is supposed to swell,
everything swelled.

Then when her uterus
was supposed to bleed,
everything bled.

Yes, ladies, I am blaming
her period. Granted,
it's the worst period ever.

Although, frankly, not by
all that much. Cut out
the masses, she'll be fine.

Can't do surgery
until her cycle's over
and she stops bleeding.

Let's hope she can
hold out until then.

In the meantime, get her
a pint of cookie dough ice
cream and a DVD of Beaches.

I'm sorry.

Foreman?

I can see you.

(SIGHING)

How you feeling?

Relative to the last
few days? Awesome.

You almost died.

For the second time
in eight months.
I know.

How do you feel
about your life
choices this time?

I didn't lie there
thinking, "What if"?

I always worry on my deathbed
I'll think, "I didn't do
anything really important."

You're gonna spend
one day of your life
on your deathbed.

The other 25,000 are
the ones we should
be worrying about.

Go to bed happy tonight.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Dr. Schmidt,
it's Eric Foreman.

Actually, the trial
isn't going too well.

You told them,
didn't you?

You really had
no choice, on account
of being an idiot.

They gonna pull
the drug?

I broke protocol.

Her results are
no longer admissible
to the trial.

They don't have
to do anything.

If anyone else gets a tumor,
they'll put a warning
on the label.

You're gonna keep
your license?

They'll come after me
if I attempt to participate
in any more trials.

That's very decent
of them.

Well, good for me.
See you tomorrow.

And the next day.
And the next day.

That wasn't your locker,
was it?

It's a locker room.
How else are
they gonna learn?

Do you think
you can't be happy
without a kid?

I don't know.

I know I can't be
happy without you.

You snore.

Shut up.