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If you don't know how to use a computer,
we will teach you here.
Most jobs require at least basic word processing skills.
We try to get you up to 50 words per minute.
We also have a course in how to talk to someone
in an interview.
Stuff like
what employers are looking for,
how to turn negatives into positives.
We can also provide clothes for the interview
if you need them.
People donate shoes and suits all the time.
Wh-what if I had a history with, uh...
With drugs?
That is nothing to be ashamed of.
Many of our clients have struggled with addiction,
and, if you want to get clean, we'll help you do that.
And what if I have a kid?
No one to help you?
You know, if I need someone to watch her
while I'm in class or, uh, on an interview.
Could you help with that?
We do not provide child care.
Actually, it's something that comes up often.
I would love to be able to do it.
I just don't have the resources.
But it's definitely on the wish list.
Okay.
Okay, uh, thank you.
I'll be back.
Oh, I have to take this.
Yes, please come back, and we'll get you started.
It was nice to meet you, Benjamin.
Okay.
Hey, Oscar.
Agh! Oh, that is too bad.
Did they tell you why?
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Well, you know what?
Sometimes, you just don't get the job, but...
Oscar, I gotta call you back.
Uh...
Uh, uh...
Benjamin!
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Oh, my God. Uh...
Somebody call an ambulance!
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Why am I watching you cut your hair?
If I do it at home,
I'm the one who has to clean it up.
Does a friend watch you where it's happening, and wonder why?
New life, new look.
Does that mean you like your new life?
If you're asking if your job is safe,
that depends on what you have to say
about the file you're holding.
It doesn't seem like much of a case.
Although, I'm sure I'm wrong.
You are. Tell my why.
Guy collapsed after being on his feet for hours
on a hot day without breakfast...
So that's really weird.
E.R. found nothing wrong.
Then I decided I should test his wallet.
He's rich?
That's why we're taking the case?
No, we're taking the case because no one knows
what's wrong with him.
And he's rich.
Dr. Adams.
Give her the file.
This is my only copy.
My M.O. depends upon the use of a team.
Definitionally, that involves...
more than one person.
So I really have no choice. Give her the file.
You can't afford a team.
Adams is free.
And I'm referring both to her availability
and her price tag.
New girl, meet newer girl, and vice versa.
You said we were meeting for coffee.
Well, when someone asks if you want coffee,
they obviously don't just mean coffee.
Wait...did you think I was referring to sex?
Would you shut the blinds on your way out?
I thought you were referring to talking.
Talking about medicine.
Specifically, as it refers to the guy
whose name is on the file she still hasn't handed you.
I'm not working, House.
I'm in the process of looking for a paying job.
In the meantime, there's no way
a do-gooder like you has been volunteering
all over town--
ladling kittens, spaying soup...
There is a free clinic in Trenton.
Well, think of this as today's free clinic.
Only with fewer bums with herpes.
I don't think we actually have much of a case.
I think it's just
dehydration.
What happened the last time
another doctor told you I was wrong about a case?
I lost my job.
You saved a life.
Is an ultrasound really necessary?
I'm feeling much better now.
Oh, a sudden collapse at your age
can indicate a deterioration of the heart muscle.
Pretty serious condition.
It can also just be dehydration.
Next time, you could probably drop the undercover act.
I walk in in a suit,
and they're gonna put their best foot forward.
Also, I don't own a suit.
You give away millions and you don't own a suit?
I gave those away too.
One day, I was writing a check to my landscaper,
and it suddenly hit me--
$6,000 to take out plants and put in different plants.
So I can look at them.
Shouldn't I use that money to do something important?
And by money,
you mean all your money.
I started with 10 million,
and I couldn't think of a reason not to give 20.
Or 40.
I figure I could live off $25,000 a year.
One-room apartment.
Bus pass, thrift stores.
Bare necessities.
I still have my software company.
And when I make more, I'll give that way too.
- He's nuts. - He's generous.
There's a neurological issue.
He's getting rid of everything.
His echocardiogram is negative
for cardiomyopathy.
Head CT showed no signs of stroke or hemorrhage.
He has one pair of pants.
Most people with his kind of money
are commissioning oil paintings
of their Yorkshire terrier.
Benjamin is sacrificing
his own comfort to help others.
That's because helping others is his Yorkie oil painting.
That's good.
Not sick.
That's naive and sick.
You really want to improve things?
You do it through policy.
This guy empties his pockets, what really changes?
That's right, all those babies with aids,
they're just using us.
My parents had $800 between them
when they got here.
They scraped and borrowed
so we could go to good schools,
and I worked my ass off.
No one gave me a handout.
It makes me work harder.
Rebuttal.
What's your evil plan?
I object to your cynicism.
- It's been earned. - That's what I object to.
The new Dean of Medicine has an ethical obligation
to come in with a completely open mind
about all employees,
thus letting me blithely run roughshod
for at least four weeks.
My theory is that you're running a battery of tests
to convince him that you saved his life,
then con him into funding you to hire back your team.
- What? - Your old team?
What?
This is your new reality.
You've got your office.
You've got neighbors.
You've got one employee, one volunteer.
Until she finds actual, paid work,
or gets sick of you.
I talked to Chase and Taub.
They're willing to come back.
What about Thirteen?
Not a good choice.
She's not long term because she has no long term.
Not taking your calls?
She will.
Discharge the patient.
Unexplained loss of consciousness
could be cardiomyopathy,
global anoxia, subarachnoid hemorrhage--
dehydration.
He was given fluids, and he got better.
And I'm sure your tests have come up negative,
or you would have shut me up already.
Which means he goes home.
There is a symptom...
Extreme altruism.
You've got two choices, House.
You can recognize that your patient
is just a very nice, healthy guy,
and send him home,
or you can consider altruism a symptom.
In which case, you cannot take his money.
Send him home.
And check with admitting
for the net worth of all new patients.
I'm not coming back, House.
Technically, you're back right now.
I need you to stop calling me.
First 17 messages were cute, but--
I'm putting the band back together.
Interesting that you never showed up at my place,
what with your love of annoying me
and your inability to take no for an answer.
I'm guessing ankle monitor.
Guilty as charged.
Literally.
I'm not a doctor anymore, House.
The job went away, but not the profession.
You look healthy, so...
That's not it.
You met a boy.
Or a girl.
Fall in love, wanna be happy.
You decided to... Enjoy what time you have left.
You're going to Thailand.
Girl.
And Mykonos.
Turns out I like boring.
No, you wanna like boring.
But if you actually liked boring,
you would have figured that out in fifth grade,
when you were bored.
Please stop calling me.
No.
You showed up
to tell me that you don't want to hear from me.
That's a mixed signal.
I will choose to listen to your actions
rather than your words.
They're more honest.
I'm a little confused.
The test is designed to determine if you're--
No, I mean your running a test and discharging me.
Was I dehydrated or not?
I think so.
But, out of an abundance of caution,
my colleague has taken it upon herself
to do one more test.
All right.
You scare me a little.
Why?
I've been considering
applying to Doctors Without Borders.
Going overseas a while,
and that seems like a huge sacrifice.
But...You--
you don't scare her.
You make her feel guilty.
Oh, you...
You like your life that way it is.
Most people give the minimum they have to give
so they can enjoy what they have left.
I guess my minimum is just...
Higher than most.
Complete recruitment and interference pattern.
His leg muscles are fine.
I feel, uh, funny.
Where?
My chest.
You're tachycardic.
Your heart's beating too fast.
Unbelievable.
Patient got tachycardic to 185.
We pushed 18 milligrams adenosine.
There's definitely something wrong with him.
Which is awesome.
Now there's something to cure,
which means there's something to be
disproportionately financially grateful for.
Morning.
Got you a coffee.
Thanks.
Arrhythmia could easily have caused the collapse
that landed Father Teresa in here in the first place.
Oh, that's fine. Keep it.
We looked at his heart yesterday,
didn't see any structural abnormalities.
I'm thinking occult long QT syndrome?
What about Whipple's?
If it was Whipple's, there'd be
some kind of neurological involvement.
You don't think defying human nature
is neurological?
Racing heart: Medical condition.
Bleeding heart: Stupid condition.
Are you saying that because you believe it,
or because it's in your financial best interest
to think his generosity isn't just temporary?
I'm told that some people are just nice.
I'm trying to embrace that wisdom.
Benjamin's been taking allergy medication
the last few weeks.
Long QT syndrome can be medication-induced.
Flush him with saline, get rid of the antihistamines,
then do an EKG.
No, wait. I'll do the flushing.
Take the damn $2.00.
She hasn't even sipped the coffee.
I just got so angry. You know?
So I made a terrible mistake.
Now I'm trying to start my life over.
To help people the way I always wanted.
But my department got defunded, and...
it's my fault.
Just can't stand to think of all those patients
going untreated because I don't have the resources
to do my best work.
How about I help you out?
How do you mean?
I'll give $1 million as an endowment to the hospital,
earmarked for diagnostics.
Wow.
I am an opportunistic ex-con
who just gave you a two-minute sob story
as step three in my master plan,
and you've offered me $1 million.
Which is step 17.
Is that bad?
Ethics are not my strong suit.
Hypothetical--
if I'm offered oral sex
from a sexaholic, do I have to decline?
Don't answer yet.
Saying no will cause both of us pain.
Saying yes will cause both of us pleasure.
You can't take sex from a sexaholic.
You can't give booze to an alcoholic,
and you can't take this guy's money.
Could be wrong about the symptom.
I'm wrong all the time.
Taking money from a sick person
is ethically suspect at best.
What is this, Canada?
All we do is take money from sick people.
We work for it.
I'm working!
How much?
$20.
Well, what if it was?
It's the same principle.
$20, $1 million... What's the difference?
Actually, the difference is pretty much $1 million.
He came up with the figure, not me.
Crap.
Got a patient with end stage renal disease.
Her heart can't support dialysis.
She needs a transplant, but...
you tuned out as soon as it stopped being about you,
didn't you?
- What? - I gotta go.
It's all moot.
Patient probably has long QT.
Probably just a really, really decent person.
They exist, right?
You can't take the money, House.
Is long QT bad?
It's a tough thing to control.
Is there someone you want me to call?
There's someone I would like to call.
She's the same person who won't take my calls.
My wife.
When I started giving away the money, I--
I hoped she'd want to do it with me.
She didn't.
I miss them.
I have two little boys.
Having a family doesn't exempt me
from social responsibility.
But family comes first.
It should.
I know that sounds weird, but...
someone who's related to you,
does that empirically make them more special?
More deserving than anyone else?
Yes, it gives you a responsibility.
My boys have a roof over their heads.
They're not starving.
I pay court-ordered child support,
and, frankly, it's, uh...
more than they need.
I love them more than anything, I just...
I can't justify buying video games
and private schools
when other people's children are starving.
I hope, one day, they'll understand that.
Your hands are trembling.
Is it the electrodes?
Are you in pain?
No.
What's happening?
I'm not sure, but it's not what we thought it was.
So...
arrhythmia, fainting, muscle tremors.
Plus, unfortunately, mental changes.
I still don't think it's neurological.
God bless you.
He lost his wife and kids because she couldn't
stop giving money away.
He lost his wife because she couldn't
accept not being filthy rich.
She's not drinking the coffee either.
Drink it, don't drink it.
The point is, I gave it to you,
so we're even.
Even?
It was a gift.
An insignificant token.
There was nothing owed.
That was the whole point.
Why?
Why?
Yeah, why?
She's the crazy one.
So a guy gives everything Sane.
Girl who doesn't want anything from a stranger is crazy.
You're not a stranger.
And your perverse view of the world
is making you force a neurological component
onto an obviously cardiological--
Your parents didn't love you enough.
So you need to prove your superiority.
Or they love you too much,
so you need to prove your humility.
Or it's just rich guilt.
I'm betting on the last one.
There's a whole list of drugs
that could have caused his symptoms.
I doubt the guy would spend money on drugs
when there are orphans out there
without cable.
Anyway, he'd be getting better right now,
not worse.
Could be polyarteritis nodosa.
That comes with a rash.
Echovirus.
Virus, virus, virus, virus...
Fits his physical symptoms.
And could,
but doesn't necessarily cause personality changes.
Works for everyone?
Start him on antivirals.
And, Adams...
when you treat,
and he gets better,
and doesn't give Bob Cratchit Christmas day off,
you owe me a coffee.
Click the third tab from the left
and find the box that says "previous entries."
You get a drop-down menu sorted by patient name
and department.
Thank you.
Appreciate your help.
You're gonna read too much into this, aren't you?
No, not at all.
We're gonna fundamentally disagree
about what it means to read too much into this.
Aren't we?
Yes, absolutely.
Look, I thought about what you said,
and I realized you were right.
Great. See you tomorrow morning.
No, you won't.
Afternoon?
I can't think of another interpretation.
Shut up.
Look, I'm not sure
what you were trying to achieve.
I'm never quite sure.
But you were actually a friend to me
when I needed it.
I don't wanna come back to work for you.
But I was wrong to try to push you out of my life.
Everything has gone blue.
That's not supposed to happen, right?
Stay there. I'm comin'.
No...You don't have to do that.
Although, if you did come,
maybe you could swing by the Hunan Palace
and get some lo mein and a szechuan beef.
That is six miles out of my way.
Oh, okay, then.
Guess I'll get something from the hospital cafeteria,
which is where I get all my meals
since I can't go anywhere.
Fine.
I'll get the food.
You're a peach.
I started the last round of pleconaril.
Can you do me a favor?
A favor?
You want me to return these?
Give them to someone?
Wear them while you masturbate?
I...want you to have them.
That's not a favor.
It was a two-for-one sale. I couldn't resist.
I need to justify buying them.
They're $120.
My car is in the shop.
I'm short on cash this month.
I can't pay you back.
The first pair were $120.
These...were free.
You do know I punched
the last person that pissed me off?
Was it Santa?
What's your patient's status?
Better.
We're discharging him.
Good.
Hey, hey, hey.
Why do you care?
Specifically.
Although I'm curious about a general answer too.
Your guy just signed up to donate a kidney
to my patient with renal failure.
Did he meet your patient with renal failure?
No, he heard the nurses talking about her,
that she was short on time.
I was wrong.
Don't say that.
House, she really needs this kidney.
He's not better.
His mental status is declining.
Or he's doing an amazing thing
for another human being.
I thought it was an ethical no-brainer
that we can't take stuff from sick people.
I changed my mind.
He's still sick.
His symptoms have gone away.
Not all of them.
Offering an organ to a stranger
is a symptom.
A couple dozen people a year
make undirected kidney donations.
Yeah, how many of them are also in the process
of pauperizing themselves?
If the guy threw himself on a grenade,
he'd be a hero.
If it saves a life, who cares?
You do!
Yesterday, when you made the exact opposite argument.
If there's even a chance I'm right,
it'd be dangerous to give his kidney to someone else.
More dangerous than complete renal failure?
My patient needs this.
Now.
Why do you wanna give away your kidney?
There are 70,000 people in this country
on the active waiting list for a kidney,
and less than 10,000 dead people a year
to give them one.
Yeah.
If only we could kill 60,000 more people a year,
all would be golden.
I'll give you your money.
See? Crazy.
Being a live donor has risks.
I looked it up.
The risk is 1 in 4,000
I could die during surgery,
which means, if I don't donate,
I'm valuing my life at 4,000 times someone else's.
It's not like I want to be
cut open and have a part of me taken out.
But I've got two, and this woman has none.
She'll die without it.
Perfectly logical.
People with mental deficiency can be logical.
Just like sane people can be illogical.
This kidney thing is the only evidence you have
that he's sick.
I'm gonna let him be a donor.
Dr. House,
it's not a symptom.
Come back after you're convinced that I'm healthy,
and I will give you your money.
No, you won't.
We have time for one more test
before we move him.
What test?
Whatever test will prove
there was an echovirus-irus-irus,
and he's not cured, obviously.
I've been saying all along this could be Whipple's.
Causes arrhythmia, tremor,
and mental changes.
Bad idea.
There's no joint pain.
Where's Adams?
We thought the case was over.
She has a job interview.
Why is she here?
'Cause I called her.
Bigger question is why that worked.
I'm here because I have time
and you have a crisis and I--
we're too busy for rationalizations.
Patient made a big downgrade in his personal life.
He's probably not eating all that healthy.
Magnesium deficiency?
Wait until they take him back to his room--draw blood,
do an expanded electrolyte profile.
No, he hasn't had
anxiety or any trouble sleeping.
I think it's Whipple's disease.
Bad idea. He doesn't have joint pain.
Joint pain is common, but not definitive.
Whipple's explains all of his symptoms,
including the personality change.
And it would respond to antibiotics,
which is why he started to feel better.
Which doesn't mean he's not still sick.
You were right.
Counts for nothing if you can't defend it.
Book a procedure room.
Do an upper endoscopy and run a PCR test for Whipple's.
Guilt.
You feel guilty about leaving.
Yes, I think that little of you
and that much of me.
You're nothing without me.
Not leaving me.
Leaving humanity.
I'm going with my girlfriend.
The woman I love.
To have fun.
You're trying to make me feel guilty
because you're saving lives here.
And I think that's great.
I'm proud to have been a part of it,
but...now...
I just wanna be happy.
Oh...no one's unhappy in Greece.
It just appeared in the last few weeks.
He's having trouble holding a pencil in school.
Does it itch?
Do anything different lately?
You get a new baseball glove, a new kitten?
Well, the neighbors put in a pool,
so he's been spending a lot of time over there.
But, well, if it was something in the water,
it would be everywhere, wouldn't it?
It is in the water.
He's allergic to chlorine?
No...
He's allergic to summer lilac.
That's my lotion.
And it's not in the pool.
No, it's on the palms of his hands.
In the pool is the neighbor's daughter.
Or the neighbor's hot wife.
Here's some lube.
Sorry. Too late for your eyesight.
Endoscopy didn't reveal any lesions
in the small intestine.
I'm running PCR test now.
Found it in my office.
Appears to be a gift.
That can't be good.
Damn it.
You got her the job interview.
And that was supposed to be the end of it.
I...don't take charity.
Good for you! You loon.
I don't like owing people things.
So either you're so insecure
that you feel like you need to always have the upper hand,
or you're so arrogant
that the notion of a favor is insulting to you.
Or it's your family,
some kind of immigrant pride thing.
I'm betting on the last one.
I just don't like it.
It makes me feel...Icky.
That's the reason? Ickiness?
You never even tried to analyze this?
It's even crazier than the gift thing.
House...
there's no sign of tropheryma DNA.
It's not Whipple's.
Well...we did what we could.
You sure you wanna do this?
Relax.
This is gonna make me very happy.
Go a little bit more along here.
Dr. Simpson.
Heart rate's 140, pressure's dropping.
Get him adenosine, stat.
Patient's unstable. Surgery's off.
Arrhythmia's back.
He's on Heparin and stable for now,
but this could put him at risk
for stroke or embolism.
Maybe he got bit by a spider.
The symptoms can take up to three days to manifest.
He'd have localized pain.
LCDD?
Almost always hits the kidneys.
Ah, Dr. Foreman.
Perhaps you can help us.
I can't decide whether to take out an "I told you so" ad
in the New England Journal or stay classy
and just spray-paint it on your car.
You're off the case.
That seems like an overreaction.
You dosed him.
Couldn't stand to lose him as a patient,
so you faked his symptom to prove you right.
That's idiotic.
Sorry.
Don't apologize.
I don't know if you're power crazed or paranoid,
but I know she's right.
Two lives are in the balance here.
House, I worked for you for seven years.
I know how you operate.
So when I see symptoms magically show up
right when you need them--
And I was your boss for seven years.
And I know what a suspicious, micromanaging hard-ass you are.
Why would I do this now?
Knowing you can send me right back to jail?
What'd you give him?
Nothing!
You can't prove otherwise.
So why don't you do the smart thing here?
You're off the case.
You no longer have access to this patient.
You can't let him do this.
He's the boss.
And he's right.
I assume you dosed the patient
because you're really certain
he has a neurological condition?
I assume you're interpreting my actions
in the best possible light
'cause you didn't get the job?
What's with you and Park?
Nothing.
I expect my people to lie better than that.
Either you're getting her gifts because
you want her to like you, in which case I don't like you,
or you're getting her gifts to screw with her.
In which case, I will be teaching you
my secret homey handshake.
I just...I thought it was interesting
she couldn't accept that coffee.
I wanted to see how deep it went.
But now?
Oh, now I just want to win.
What was in the box?
Gift certificate.
The spa.
Nah, that's not gonna do it.
You're up against a lifetime of training.
If you wanna win, you gotta do something
she can't possibly reciprocate.
You gotta push her neuroses to the point
where even she thinks that she's crazy.
One more favor.
Then I promise, I'll leave you alone forever.
Or I'm lying.
Either way, it's more interesting
than whatever you're doing now.
Can I help you?
I'm his wife.
We're separated.
I heard he was sick.
I just... Wanted to see him.
He's giving a kidney to someone he's never met?
He wants to, yeah.
I know he's talked about you.
He's been alone all this time.
I'm sure it would mean a lot to him
to see you.
I wanted to spend my life with him, but...
I need to feel like he loves me more than other people.
Like he loves our kids more.
Maybe that's selfish.
I should go.
Was that my wife?
I don't know.
You the guy, the kidney donor?
There was a problem, but...
I'm gonna try again.
Um...to give it to the same lady?
She needs it.
Okay. Never mind.
Wait.
What do you-- what do you want?
Uh, it's nothing. It's just...
I have polycystic kidney disease.
And I need a transplant,
and they say I don't have much time,
so when I heard that you were willing,
I just...
But I'm glad it's going to someone.
I'll give it to you.
But you already promised it to someone else.
I have another one.
Saving one life is good.
Saving two is better.
You give away two kidneys, and you die.
I could live on dialyses for years.
Yes, and-- and then you die.
And then I could donate my other organs.
Heart, lungs.
I could save four or five more lives.
Foreman's gonna need a diagnostician.
This guy is crazy.
Arrhythmia, muscle tremors,
and, yes, mental changes.
If his heart doesn't rupture,
he's liable to rip it out and give it away.
You know, the "down" vibe in here
is totally ruining my Charlie's Angels fantasy.
And that haircut isn't helping, either.
It seems like Graves disease
or some other thyroid issue.
Is she on the team now?
Like, forever?
His thyroid levels were within normal range
when he was admitted.
Could be Coxsackie B virus.
Or pericarditis.
What about porphyria?
It's a little weird without the rash,
but it fits all of his other symptoms.
And if it is acute intermittent porphyria,
that would explain why his symptoms keep recurring.
It's unlikely... but it's possible.
What else?
I said what else?
Oh, for...
There. That's better.
Now, what else?
Well, if there's nothing better than possible,
then possible gets upgraded to probable.
I'll start him on hematin.
No, I'll go.
So what's the answer?
Are you now on the team?
Like, forever?
I don't know.
'Cause I was thinking of ordering T-shirts.
I don't know...House.
I mean, what am I supposed to do?
I trained to be a Doctor.
I know how to take someone's pain away,
how to make a stopped heart beat again.
We've brought people's kids back.
Their husbands...
So...guilt?
Yes, you were right.
You're always right.
I just...
I have the skills to help people.
Is it okay for me to walk away from that
because I...want to just have fun?
Obviously not.
How's your patient?
She died a few hours ago.
Thirteen is back.
No department. No money.
And somehow, you managed to con her
into hanging around.
I have a gift.
What?
It was a con.
The patient was faking?
No, I was.
I brought him in here under false pretenses.
Just to get his money.
I ordered a bunch of random tests
to keep him here.
One of them was a head CT, which uses...
Iodine contrast.
You think he's allergic to Iodine?
No, again.
Just don't interrupt me.
Thirteen was right.
This is a thyroid issue.
He has Plummer's disease.
He has a nodule in his thyroid.
It produces excess hormone.
Not enough to test abnormal,
just more than his brain is used to.
Just enough to make him irrationally generous,
make him vulnerable to overheating.
Then you pumped his body full of Iodine
and kicked him into thyrotoxicosis.
I said don't interrupt.
But, yes, you're right.
Take out the nodule, he'll be fine.
Two days, one surgery.
I now accept, that your all better.
Where's my money?
You made me sick.
You were already sick.
I just made you much, much worse.
Seriously...the money.
You're not giving it to me, are you?
When you're facing death...
some things come into focus.
My wife.
You love your family. You want them back.
Your altruism was always a symptom.
No, it wasn't. I'm still gonna--
Keep less? How much less?
Just enough to spoil your kids?
No.
But they need it more than people with TB
or children in Indonesia with no eyes?
Diagnosticians with hearts of gold?
I don't wanna give you money because you're an ass.
I was an ass last week.
I love my family.
I want to be with them.
That doesn't make me a bad person.
No.
It makes you a healthy person.
My mechanic called.
He said the work's been paid for.
You mentioned your car was in the shop.
That's $4,500.
Smile and say thank you.
Or I get you G.P.S.
You win.
Thank you.
Your car is getting fixed.
You're right. She went for it.
Good work.
Need a lift tomorrow?
'Cause your car is still in the shop.
I don't take charity.
I'm just glad it's over.
Nothing is ever over.
♪ To live, oh ♪
♪ and I've been trying hard against ♪
♪ unbelievable odds ♪
♪ ♪
♪ gets so hard in times like now ♪
♪ to hold on ♪
♪ ♪
♪ but guns they wait to be stuck by ♪
Thirteen.
Wait a minute.
♪ ♪
♪ there ain't no one goin' to turn me 'round ♪
You're fired.
Now what? House, I'm starving.
I'm not joking. You're fired.
Don't come in tomorrow.
House...
I can work with people who've got nowhere else to go.
People who got something to prove.
People who just get off on weird cases.
What I can't work with is someone who's here
so she doesn't have to feel bad.
♪ Places where they send you ♪
You're trying to save me.
Yes...I think that little of you
and that much of me.
♪ They'll zip you up and dress you down ♪
♪ and stand you in a row ♪
♪ but you know you don't have to ♪
♪ you can just say no ♪
Okay.
♪ ♪
♪ and there ain't no one ♪
Bye, House.
♪ Goin' to turn me around ♪
♪ ♪
♪ there ain't no one ♪
♪ goin' to turn me around ♪
♪ ain't no one... ♪
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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