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(man)
Did I say something stupid?

Come on.

I had two drinks.

Three.

Okay, yeah,
there was that last one.
Mm-hmm.

That's okay,
someday you'll be pregnant,

and you can return the favor.

I feel like

such an idiot sometimes.
Oh.

You know, when the baby comes,
I am gonna be--

You know what?
You are gonna be so great.

You are.

Mmmmwa!

Hey!

[horns honking]

Oh...

You all right?
Uh...uh-huh.

[police siren wailing]
Oh, no.

You know why
I pulled you over?

I'm so sorry, Officer.
I must've, uh, dozed off.

Have you been drinking?

No.
Of course she hasn't.

Somebody has.

I've been drinking.

You all right, Honey?

I--I'm not, uh...

How far along are you?

Uh, almost...

Ma'am, step out
of the vehicle.

Naomi?

(cop)
Ma'am, walk to
the rear of the car.

Naomi? Are you--

Naomi?

Ma'am, stay where you are.

Naomi!
Sir, remain in the car.

Hey, listen, she's--
she's not--

I will arrest you, sir.

She's sick, just look at her.

She's not--

(officer)
Get back in the car.

(man)
Naomi!

Get off!

Call an ambulance.

3L2 requesting
an ambulance.

[Massive Attack's
Teardrop]

*

(Foreman)
The good news is,
it doesn't look like a stroke.

No bleeds, no clots.

(Sean)
Thank God.

It sounds like
there's bad news.

We got your blood work back.

Some things are a little off.

Your liver and kidneys
aren't working so well.

Why?
What would cause that?

It's preeclampsia, isn't it?
I'm gonna miscarry, aren't I?

Preeclampsia is a possibility.

But let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

I-I've miscarried three times.
I'm 39.

We had to use in vitro.

You've gotta make sure
the baby's okay.

Let's make sure
that you're okay first.

(Foreman)
How about we take care

of both of you at the same time?

The nurse will be in soon
to take some blood.

I'd like to run some more tests.

(Naomi)
Thank you, Doctor.

Thank you.

Where is everybody?

No one's in the office?

No, I haven't heard
from Cameron all day.

Seen House?

Look for a shallow grave
with Vogler standing over it.

You have a stage four cancer.

It's metastasized
to your liver.

There's a new drug
called 8-C-12.

It's shown promise
in Phase-II trials.

It's your best shot.

Thank you, Doctor.

You've been so good to me.

Well, I--

I did publicly bash
your company's drug.

When I think about
how I treated you--

Oh, hey, come on.

There, there, there.

It's okay.

[sniffs]

So, um, there is some hope.

Always.

But just in case,
I special-ordered

an extra jumbo-sized coffin.

Hey.

Don't thank me.

It's just who I am.

(Foreman)
Hey!

Up and at 'em, big guy.

Mm...

Sorry. Up late.

Internet porn.

How come you're not
in your office?

Because there is a computer
in my office.

And if I log on,
a romance will ensue.

My wrist might fall off.

Hiding 'cause Vogler's
looking for you, huh?

That's just pathetic.

I don't like loud, angry giants
threatening me with violence.

How is that pathetic?

You think you can avoid
firing one of us

by hiding out here?

He'll find you
sooner or later.

I'm okay with later.

39-year-old female,

28 weeks pregnant.

G-4, P-zero.

Three miscarriages?

Gimme.

Altered mental status
and complete loss

of coordination.
Tox screen?

Negative for alcohol
and drugs.

She was on Oxybutynin.

For incontinence?
Yeah, and we took her off.
No change.

B.U.N., creatinine are up,
LFT's slightly elevated.

Preeclampsia.

Call the OB/GYN service
and rub some prayer beads.

BP's normal, no preeclampsia
in other pregnancies.

Because she didn't carry
for long enough.

(Foreman)
The three miscarriages

make me think
it's an underlying physiology.

Pregnancy-related
autoimmunity.

Too bad that Cameron quit.

Could use
an immunologist right now.

We'll see if you're right.
Check the blood.

Cameron quit?

Last night.

And do an MRA
for vasculitis too.

There's no way she quit.

She got fired because
you couldn't swallow your pride.

An ultrasound?
Excellent thought.

And put her on magnesium too,
in case it is preeclampsia.

Sure.

[scoffs]

Here, pussy, pussy, pussy.

I didn't do anything.

Exactly my point.

You wanted me
to yell at him?

What the hell would that
have achieved?

Was he gonna jump
into his time machine

and fix everything?

When a dog dumps on the floor,

do you pat its head
and call it a genius--no.

You smack it in the nose
with a newspaper.

Dogs can learn things.
House can't.

Coward.
Child.

Hey there.

I, uh, brought my colleague
along to help out.

Hi, I'm Dr. Chase.

Hi.

Well, ultrasound looks good.

No sign of fetal distress.

So it's not preeclampsia.

Well, it still could be, but
it hasn't progressed, at least.

We're gonna put you on bed rest
and monitor the baby.

Okay.

I'll give you some
potassium and magnesium.

So we should keep
the fluids running for now,

and check her again
in an hour.

Honey?

I--she's choking.

What did she--
is she all right, is this--?

Probably just
some muscle weakness.

What do you mean "probably"?

Naomi, open up.

People choke.
It could be nothing.

[coughs]
(Chase)
You all right?

I can't...
I can't even swallow.

She gets sick a lot.

But this--this cold got
really bad all of a sudden.

And the fever--
Shh.

It's not a cold.

It's pneumonia.

Pneumonia?

Relax, pneumonia is
her second biggest problem.

She has gone

from the 25th weight percentile
to the third in one month.

Now, I'm not a baby expert,
but I'm pretty sure

they're not supposed to shrink.

Well, there's this diet
we put her on

when she stopped
breastfeeding--

But it's healthy.
Um, raw food, we're vegans.

Almond milk, tofu, vegetables--

Raw food.

If only our ancestors
had mastered the secret of fire.

Babies need fat,

proteins, calories.

Less important,
sprouts and hemp.

Starving babies is bad.

And illegal in many cultures.

I'm having her admitted.

Is she gonna be all right?

Antibiotics for the pneumonia,

IV feeding
to get the weight up.

Don't worry, it's a vegan IV.

[machine clicking]

Don't see any signs
of vasculitis.

Odd.

Since you're always right
about everything.

It could be a different
autoimmunity.

Or you could bite me.

(Naomi)
Oh, no.

Naomi?

You okay?

I don't...I can't...
I'm getting cramps.

Strong?

Yeah, it feels like
my miscarriages.

Pre-term labor.

He's too little.
He won't survive.

She's on magnesium already.
Fluids and terbutaline
then.

We're gonna give you
some medicine, okay?

Try to stop your labor.
Okay.

Okay.

Whoa! Ha.

There you are.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Uh, listen, you said

that I had to cut
one of my people

if I didn't give that speech
about your drug.

And, uh, in fairness
to your point of view,

my speech really wasn't
the one you had in mind.

So I've cut Cameron.

Now we're all squared away,
right?

In the morning,
I expect you in my office

with your letter of resignation

and plans
for a public apology.

Otherwise, I'll destroy you.

So that's a "no"
on us being squared away?

(Chase)
She might make it to full term.

Contractions are less frequent
and not well-organized.

(Foreman)
Great to see you
back in the office.

I guess Vogler found you?

Yeah.

We had a nice little chat.

I really should've kept Cameron.

She knew where
to find the sugar.

(Chase)
It's what I said.

Preeclampsia.

A little stress from the MRI,

she pops right into labor.
Aha!

(Foreman)
What about the myasthenia?

She didn't seem that weak.

Well, she choked.
She couldn't even swallow.

What did she choke on?

Her food.

But muscle weakness

isn't a symptom
of preeclampsia.

What kind of food?

A little bit of cooked pear.
Doesn't matter, shows weakness.

She choked on soft wet pear.

Did she forget
to take the bones out?

That's way past
muscle weakness.

Did you do an upper endoscopy?

You think there's something
obstructing her esophagus?

[sighs]
We gotta talk.

Ooh.

We gotta talk.

And check her eyelids.

Check her eyelids?

(Wilson)
Special board meeting today.

Only one item on the agenda:
you.

Well, enjoy the bagels.
I'm untouchable.

Huh, right.

Any vote to revoke my tenure
has to be unanimous.

I got you
and maybe even Cuddy.

Oh, well, that settles it.

Mr. Ruthless Corporate Raider
will be totally stymied,

go home, curl up on the floor
of his shower, and weep.

What can he do?
I got a contract.

Does it say how much
your team is paid?

Where your parking space is?

If your car should be filled
with horse manure?

Vogler's smart.
He's got some plan to get you.

Does it involve candy?

'Cause I'm a sucker
for chocolates.

She's doing better.

Oh, thank God.

Technically, Alexander Fleming.

He developed antibiotics.

Pneumonia's under control.

But from now on, what say
you go with human food, okay?

Absolutely, swear to God.

This time, that's your guy.

Rachel and Joel Kaplan?

Yes?

You're under arrest.

You have the right
to remain silent.
What did we do?

You're being charged
with child endangerment.

What? How?
We--

(woman)
Starving your kid.

I'm from Social Services,
we're taking responsibility

for your baby.

This is how Vogler's
gonna destroy me?

What did he do,
grease your cane?

He had my patients arrested.

Uh, no, he didn't.
I did.

The nurses were concerned,
and they called me.

There was evidence of abuse.

You took a big legal risk
by not calling Social Services.

Come on, those parents are not
abusive, they're idiots.

Oh, well,
that's certainly a relief.

It was my call.

You made the wrong one.

You know, there's a new
biography of Quisling.

I think you might like it.

Sure. No idea who that is.

Uh, Norwegian guy.
World War II, traitor.

The fact that
I have to explain this

kinda takes the edge
off my flow.

I was protecting you.

From what?

Cops aren't gonna bust me.

Disciplinary committee maybe
gives me a slap on the wrists.

And Vogler has an excuse
to get rid of you.

If I don't give him one,
he makes one up.

Vogler's just one vote.

He's gotta convince
the other 11 of us.

I'm just trying to stop you
from making that extra easy.

[sighs]

Sean, do your wife's eyelids
look any different than usual?

Uh, maybe one is drooping
a little bit.

But you know, she's tired, so.

Naomi, can you open
your mouth for me

and, um, tilt your head back?

This is gonna be
a little uncomfortable.

Yeah. There's swelling.

Indenting the esophagus.

Is that why she choked?

We'll need to do an X-ray.

What? No, the baby.
You said no X-rays.

It's important.

(Wilson)
She has
a three-centimeter mass.

In her right upper lobe.

Maybe it's
a granuloma?

No.
There's no calcification.

It's small cell lung cancer.

The tumor's starting to press

against your esophagus.

It hasn't metastasized,
but it has spread

to other parts of your lung,
so we can't operate.

Wait, that doesn't make sense.

She had, uh, kidney failure,

and brain problems--

Some cancer patients
get what are called

paraneoplastic syndromes.

You were making antibodies
to fight the tumor.

They got side-tracked
and attacked other cells.

Your brain first.

Then your liver, kidneys,

even the nerves
that control your eyelids.

That's called
Lambert-Eaton Syndrome.

It told us the tumor
was in the lungs.

How...bad is it?

Small cell is the most
aggressive kind of lung cancer.

The five-year survival rate
is only about 10 to 15 percent.

Which is why we have
to start you

on chemo and radiation
right away.

Radiation?
What about the baby?

You'll need a C-section

before you can start
the treatment.

I can get you in
first thing tomorrow morning.

What are the chances
my baby will survive?

Pretty good.

28 weeks, so about 80 percent.

No, wait, that's a one-in-five
chance he'll die?

I really wouldn't
advise waiting.

Naomi, you've got
to start this treatment

right away.
What happens if I wait?

29 weeks, the survival rate
is closer to 90 percent.

I'm not doing the radiation.

You'll die if you--

You know the chances,
they're nothing.

But a few more weeks
will save the baby.

(Sean)
Listen, you're depressed
right now.

And you're not thinking right.
So--

Could you--
tell her, please.

This cancer moves quick.

The median survival
is two to four months.

If you postpone,

even for a week...

I'm sorry, Honey.

As most of you know,
Gregory House recently

gave a speech about me.

I'd like to return the favor.

Sorry.

Dr. Wilson.

I was hoping you were going
to miss this one.

A man is the sum
of his actions.

Here are a few of Dr. House's.

He violated a DNR,
and was charged with assault.

He brought a termite
into the O.R.

and spat on a surgeon.

He accepted a Corvette
from a patient

who was a known member
of the New Jersey Mafia.

Ed, look--
Edward.

Edward.

You look at anyone's career,
you can find things that are--

These are the last three months.

He's personally
had more complaints

filed against him
than any department

in this hospital.

Okay, he's screwed up.
He's miserable.

And he should probably
reread the ethics code.

But it works for him.
He's saved hundreds of lives.

He is a drug addict
who flaunts his addiction,

and refuses to get treatment.

He is a disgrace and an
embarrassment to this hospital.

I'd go on,
but it gets kind of mean, so...

I'm gonna keep this simple.

House goes or I go.

You shouldn't personalize this.

And by "I," I mean
my hundred million dollars.

How's that for personalizing?

You gave us that money
for a reason.

Are you really willing
to throw it all away

because of one doctor?

Gregory House is a symbol

of everything wrong
with the healthcare industry.

Waste, insubordination.

Doctors preening
like they're kings

and the hospital is
their own private fiefdom.

Healthcare is a business.
I'm gonna run it like one.

I hereby move to revoke
the tenure of Dr. Gregory House

and terminate his employment
at this hospital,

effective immediately.

Don't you think we should
discuss this--

We just did.

We need time--
The vote is on the table.

All in favor?

Dr. Wilson?

Opposed.

The motion is defeated.

Dr. Wilson, would you mind
leaving the room, please?

Excuse me?

We're going to take
another vote.

(Wilson)
Well, first of all,

you can't void my vote by
making me stand in the hallway.

And second, you should check
the bylaws.

You need notice
and at least one business day

before you can reconsider
any matter.

We're voting
on a different matter.

Which you are...
conflicted out of.

How can I be "conflicted"?

This vote is whether to dismiss
Dr. James Wilson.

(Chase)
Naomi is refusing

to have the C-section.

Her odds aren't good enough.

They do suck.

Where's Wilson?

Paged him twice.

She does this,
she knows she's gonna die.

She's saving her child.

Cameron would point out

that people are capable
of sacrifice.

Cameron isn't here.

Perhaps proving her point.

You think this woman is making
a rational decision?

I think people can overcome
their baser drives.

Pretty damn rarely.

And not this time.
This is purely biological.

In evolutionary terms,
the needs of the next generation

are more important.

You're saying she's making
the right call?

Darwin is, I'm not.

The next generation
is not my patient.

We have to raise the odds
for Mommy.

Where the hell is Wilson?

He's the oncologist.

Good plan.

Cure cancer.

I'm surprised no one
ever thought of that before.

There he is.

Dr. House!

You guys bust out?

We made bail.

They won't let us
in our baby's room.

Weird.

You'd think they'd let you
take her home

while they figured out
if you tried to kill her.

We're good parents, we fed her
whenever she was hungry.

Big meals, we had no idea
that diet was so bad for her.

The nutritionist said it had
everything she needed.

Listen, the kid who stacks
the free-range grapefruit

in your health food store
is not a nutritionist.

But my uncle is.

He went to college
and everything.

Foreman,
I need a CT scan on...

Olive Kaplan.

Seriously?

Olive Kaplan.

Look for abscesses
or occult infections.

Yeah.

Buh-bye.

Listen, Vogler's
all about clinical trials.

Hospital's chock full of 'em.

There's gotta be something
for small cell lung cancer.

What are you doing?

I got sacked.

Did you make a pass at Cuddy?

Told you.

She only has thighs for me.

I voted to keep you.

So he's getting rid
of every board member

who votes to keep me around?
[laughs]
Yeah.

Every one of us.

Just you?

Yep.

But you're only
off the board, right?

They couldn't have gotten
unanimous approval for you.

[sighs]

Brown from Oncology
voted no, so did Cuddy,

Taylor, and Peavey.

So you're off the board.
Big deal.

Frees up Wednesday nights
for bowling.

You're still a doctor--

Yeah, getting dumped looks great
in "Who's Who."

Vogler gave me the option
of resigning.

And I took it.

Big of him.

I got no kids,

my marriage sucks.

I only had two things
that worked for me.

This job, and this stupid,
screwed-up friendship.

And neither mattered
enough to you

to give one lousy speech.

They matter.

If I could do it all again--

You'd do the same thing.

Well...

you'll be gone soon too.

Those clinical trials?

I'll make some calls.

Thanks.

It's--it's not cancer.

It's not gonna kill me?

It's hemorrhoids.

But all that blood...

I mean, that can't be right.

Looks worse than it is.

Nice job
of "protecting" me.

Can this wait?
His ass can wait.

You saved my job
by sacking Wilson?

What did you think would happen
when you made that speech?

Think you would just pout
for a little while,

and we'd all forgive you?

You don't spit on the man
that signs your paycheck.

First Cameron, then Wilson,
you're next.

Pull your pants up.

(House)
So it's about the money?

(Cuddy)
Of course it's about the money.

The money Vogler gave,

he could've bought a few jets.

Maybe a baseball team.

Or just stuck it
in Chase Manhattan

and collected interest.

But he gave it to us.

To buy equipment.

To do research.

You are a great doctor, House.

But you are not worth
a hundred million dollars.

(House)
We've sequenced the DNA
of the tumor cells;

p53 gene mutation
at codon 55.

She's perfect for your trial.

She's pretty far advanced.

Well, you want easy cases,
you picked the wrong specialty.

Otherwise in good health?

Excellent.

When can she start?

Middle of next week.

Cancer's already stage three.
It'd be a waste of time.

She can start in two days.

(Foreman)
She can't start in two days.

She's pregnant.

She won't be in two days.

I've scheduled a C-section.

She'd still have to wait
a month.

You can't take part in any trial
for at least 30 days

after major surgery.

Well, it's definitely surgery.
But major?

It's not your call.

Again, a question
of interpretation.

You're scamming a doctor?
Now?

Come on, Vogler's looking
for any excuse to can you.

I think he's got a big bag
of those already.

These regulations aren't just
here to annoy you.

Okay, doing this is dangerous
for the patient.

Well, I'll be sure
and let her know that.

Care to join me?

Angiogenesis inhibitors

prevent the tumors
from creating blood vessels.

Without blood,
the tumor starves.

That sounds great.

What about the baby?

The treatment would be fatal
to the baby.

I've scheduled a C-section
for this afternoon.

No.

It's in the trial phase
right now.

But so far, complete remission

in more than 30 percent
of the subjects.

I told Dr. Foreman
I didn't want a C-section.

When your chances of living
were less than a third

of what they are now.

Well, if the baby's
premature, then--

Our pediatrics department

has the best neonatal ICU
in the state.

No, his lungs, his brain.

He's not ready.

And he could be fine.

You don't know what it's like
raising a sick child.

(Sean)
His odds are much better
than yours are.

You have to let them
at least try this.

Talk to her.

Okay.

Leave the room.

How long have you been taking
Oxybutynin?

Since I was about 20.

Incontinence is pretty uncommon
in a woman of your age.

It's even more bizarre
in a woman in her 20s.

I guess I haven't had
the best luck

when it comes to my health.

Seems that way.

You said to your husband,
"You don't know what it's like

raising a sick child."

You didn't say, "You don't know
what it would be like."

This is not your first child,
is it?

And he doesn't know.

I was 18.

I got pregnant.
Got married.

We had the most beautiful
little girl.

Grace.

She had infantile
Alexander's disease.

I'm sorry.

Two years we watched her die.

My husband was a--

uh, my first husband
was a...

a great guy.

But after that,
I couldn't even look at him

without thinking of her.

I...left him.

I left my job,
I left everything--

Very moving story.

Explains why you're being
so selfish.

I'm willing to die
to protect my husband--

'Cause it's what you want.

Your husband wants you to live.

Well, he doesn't understand--

Oh, who the hell does?

Tragedies happen.

You think that turning yourself
into a disposable incubator

for a few weeks is gonna
protect your baby

from all the crap in this world,
go ahead, die happy.

I got no problem
with people killing themselves.

But don't think
it makes you a hero.

Okay.

You're scheduled for 4:00 p.m.

Yes, this is Dr. Lim.

Count down from ten.

Okay.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight...

That seemed kind of fast.
Is she all right?

She's fine.

Wake her up.

That was Vogler.
The surgery is off.

Hey!

You're killing her!

Really?

See, I thought you were the one

trying to ram her into a drug
trial five minutes after--

She knows the risks,
she was fully informed!

Well, the guy running the study
sure wasn't.

Not his life. Not his call.

His study, his call.

Right, so she kicks off,
his numbers look bad.

The numbers look bad,
the study looks bad.

Which would cost you money.

Yeah, and keep a life-saving
protocol off the market.

One person,
one blip in the data.

You ever heard of the FDA?
They eat blips for breakfast.

One person should never
endanger thousands.

Well, thank God you were here
to save all those lives.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

The board's meeting again
this evening.

Why don't you settle down?
Play some Game Boy.

Why don't you watch your soap?

I hear they're firing
the handsome doctor today.

Boy, that should be
a good one.

If we had the C-section anyway,

she could still do the
experimental treatment, right?

We'd just have to wait 30 days.

Assuming the doctor
running the trial

isn't too pissed off
to let her in, yeah.

And assuming I'm even
healthy enough to--

Honey?

[monitor beeping rapidly]
Are you okay?

(Chase)
Her sats are dropping.
Down to the 80s.

Stay with us, Naomi.

(Sean)
What's going on?

(Chase)
We need you to leave the room.

(Foreman)
Respiratory distress.

Could you just tell me
what's going on!

We're trying to find out.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

(Foreman)
Still kicking.

Flash pulmonary edema?

(Foreman)
Lungs are clear.

There it is.

Pulmonary embolus.

Gotta get her to an O.R.

Uh, what happened?
What happened to her?

It's an embolism, a blood clot.

It's fairly common
with lung cancer.

It's not a full saddle
embolism,

so blood's still
trickling through.

We've been able to get Naomi
breathing a little.

But we need to remove the clot,

and we need you
to approve the treatment.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Whatever you have to do,
just do it.

It's not that simple.

The best course for the baby
would be an immediate C-section.

The longer we postpone,
the greater chance

he'll have brain damage
from lack of oxygen.

Fine, whatever.
Just do it.

Here's the problem.

The C-section would be very,
very dangerous for Naomi.

Dangerous like--

In her current condition,

there's a real chance
she won't survive.

I'm sorry.

Look, your wife's unconscious.
We need you to make a decision.

I just want her to live.

No C-section.

Sats are still way down.
We gotta push streptokinase.

Too risky.

Even if it dissolves the clot,
she could still bleed out--

She's hemodynamically
compromised.

It's not good for the baby.

Dad doesn't care.

Bolocine, 250,000 units.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

BP's dropping. Pressors.

Don't have time,
we've gotta suck it out.

(Foreman)
Systolic BP's 80.

BP's stabilizing.

O-2 sats rising.

Did you get the clot?

I think so.

She's stabilized.

How long was her oxygen
at that level?

About ten minutes.

Brain function compromised?

Shouldn't be but--

[monitor beeping rapidly]

BP's dropping.
Up the dopamine.

She's not responding.
How much--

She's up to 30 micrograms.

(Chase)
Is she septic?

She's bleeding
into her abdomen.

We won't be able to stop it.

I'll go talk to the husband.

You stay here, keep her
as stable as you can

for as long as you can.

She...had trauma

during the procedure.

She's bleeding
into her abdomen.

There's nothing we can do.
I'm sorry.

Uh...no...

I need you to O.K.
the C-section.

Yeah, that's gonna
kill her, right?

Probably will.

No, I'm--
No, I can't do that.

She's dying either way.

[his cup clinks on the floor]
I--I'm sorry, I--

Stay with me, Sean.
I need your okay on this.

She makes the decisions
and I'm--

Right, and that's gonna be tough
from now on.

But this decision is easy.

You know what she'd want.

I can't do...

You make this call,
only two things change.

One, yeah, you feel guilty
for killing your wife.

Two, your baby lives.

Naomi's baby lives.

Okay...okay.

He's out.
Umbilical cord's clamped.

No respiration.

His lungs aren't opening up.

They aren't mature.

Come on, take a breath
You know you can do it.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

What you got?

Looks like V-fib.
Pulse?

[monitor falls silent]
No. Paddles!

(Chase)
Come on, come on!

Clear!

[flatline beep]
Nothing.

Charging!
Come on, boy, open up.

How's he doing?

Still not breathing.
We've gotta intubate.

Clear!

[flatline beep]

[baby crying]

Clear!

Thank you.

I'm late for
the board meeting.

We need to talk.
I don't want to hear it.

It's about a patient.
The pregnant woman?

She wasn't qualified
for that trial,

and I'm not gonna apologize--
I'm not talking
about her.

At this point,
I think it's best

if I concentrate on patients
who are still alive.

Pulmonary embolism.
She bled out, and saved her son.

This is Olive Kaplan's
CT scan.

The incredible
shrinking baby.

Her thymus gland--

DiGeorge Syndrome.

It's genetic, it caused
the gland to wither to nothing.

This is why she couldn't
gain weight.

Yeah.

I'll call the police
and Social Services,

and have all the charges
withdrawn.

I've sent a test down
to confirm.

When it comes back,
you should start Olive

on immunoglobulin replacement.

You're not gonna do it?

[sighs]

I assume I won't be here.

Your boy's doing good.

(Vogler)
It's the same motion
as yesterday, people.

Same reasons.

All those in favor
of dismissing Gregory House,

raise a hand.

[Vogler sighs]

Dr. Cuddy.

You realize this is
going to happen.

I can't do it.

You can't abstain.

I'm not abstaining.
I'm voting no.

You've changed your mind
since yesterday?

What did he do,
buy you dinner and roses?

Threaten to drown your dog?

He did his job.

Right.

He saved another life.

Maybe.
Good for him.

It's great. It's not the point.

It's what we do.

And you could do it
a lot better

if you didn't have to worry
about some madman

running around the hospital
accountable to no one.

But that's not the choice
you're giving us.

House won't listen to anyone.

And you're not accountable
to anybody either.

Because you think you own us.

I move for the immediate
dismissal of Dr. Lisa Cuddy.

(man)
She's upset. We all are.

Why would you risk your career
to save him?

If you think House
deserves to go,

if you think I deserve to go--

Wilson deserved to go--
then vote "yes."

But if you're doing this

because you are afraid
of losing his money,

then he's right,
he does own you.

You have a choice.

Maybe the last real one
you'll have here.

[champagne cork pops]

(House)
Cuddy is a genius.

Convincing four people

to give up a fortune
to save our sorry asses.

Dr. Cuddy.

The man of the hour.

[all cheer]

What are you doing?

We're drinking.

I would've thought
that was pretty obvious.

To the great champion.

Saved you,

saved Wilson,
saved the whole team.

Of course, none of them
would've needed saving

if you could actually get along
with another human being.

Thank you. Miss Buzzkill.

Well, you only cost us
$100 million.

Could've saved some lives.

Could've made a few jobs,
helped a few people. Yippee.

You voted to get rid of him.

The lesser of two evils.

You should be mourning.

I know I am.

[Grant Lee Buffalo's
Happiness]

*

* Never mind me
'cause I've been dead *

* Out of my body,
been out of my head *

* Never mind
the songs they hum *

* Don't wanna sing along,
nothin' that I said *

* That'll bring you happiness,
happiness *

* Is hard to come by,
I confess *

* I'm bad at this thing,
happiness *

* If you find it,
share it with the rest of us *

*

* Never mind the words that came
out of my mouth *

* When all that I could feel
was pain *

* The difference
in the two of us *

* Comes down to the way

* You rise over things
I just put down *

*

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