We next see him down in the morgue, “borrowing” one of the brains Treiber has stored in jars. Chase, who’s arguing for brain biopsy to look for prion disease, is not allowed to interact with the patient any more, but he’s not off the case. Foreman says they’re lucky if he doesn’t press charges. Meanwhile, the patient’s had a crisis and the team’s had to admit they don’t actually know where House is.
After they’ve hit the road again, House explains the drill – hide your wallet in the mini bar if there’s no mini bar, hide it in the toilet. It was, he says, confusing, perfunctory, sad, and somehow just what he needed. Next morning, House wakes up in the car as Wilson leaves the motel, chunks of hair sticking out of his torn prosthetic scalp. It works with the waitress, and House treats Wilson to a hooker to make three. House carefully fits him with a prosthetic shaved scalp (Wilson won’t actually shave) to improve his chances of cancer-patient pity-sex. Out on the road, Wilson wants a threesome – not with House, with two women. He lists the great things he would have accomplished by now if he had Chase’s talent and opportunities. It turns out that at the root of Treiber’s resentment is the fact that he was up for the position on House’s team all those years ago, when Chase’s dad picked up the phone and jumped Chase to the head of the line. Meanwhile, back at PPTH, the patient needs (demands?) surgery to look for a bowel obstruction, and he wants Chase to do it because, statistically, Chase is the best surgeon in the hospital.
HOUSE SEASON 5 EPISODE 20 PLUS
Sure enough, when they stop at a roadside diner, and Wilson decides to order the 80-oz steak (eat it within an hour and it’s free, plus you get your name on the Wall of Pain), he’s soon surrounded by patrons chanting “KYLE! KYLE!” I won’t say what happens, but soon after earning his place on the Wall of Pain, Wilson finds he has room for dessert after all. Wilson announces that his new devil-may-care persona has a name, Kyle Calloway. House and Wilson drive out of town, into that countryside that never looks like New Jersey, or anywhere else in the Mid Atlantic region, leaving the team to pretend to the patient that he’s still in town. Park is impressed by Treiber’s scorekeeping Taub is creeped out, first calling it Orwellian, then evoking the meticulous number crunchers who attended the Wannsee conference. Taub and Park go to check out the morgue – these two haven’t had much to do lately I hope we see more of them in the final two weeks. Also, he won’t allow any procedure not directly ordered by House. They go to examine him and boy, he really does hate Chase. They’re also talking about the fact that he really seems to hate Chase. Treiber might have wanted to cut his head open. (For most of the episode I just thought Wilson had really good taste then it turns out his real crush was a girl in his class who looked like Julie Christie, and who liked Wilson enough to ask him if it was OK for her to go to prom with the hot guy who asked her – Wilson, of course, said it was.) “The years have not been kind to David Cassidy,” opines House. He’s planning a road trip to Cleveland to get the autograph of his boyhood crush. He informs House that after a lifetime of caring and searching for meaning, he’s decided to embrace selfishness, shallowness, and indifference. House rides into the parking garage on his motorcycle, and is immediately outshone by Wilson, who drives up in his shiny new red Corvette and pulls into a handicapped spot. Not that Treiber is having the best day himself, as mid-autopsy he goes into some kind of fugue state and slices his own scalp open. Treiber’s a somewhat OCD type obsessed with catching all the other doctors’ mistakes, converting their performances into statistics with the thoroughness of a baseball aficionado. Sorry, it’s the only way to describe it we get quite a nasty side view (CGI, I think) of what was once her torso.
There, pathologist Peter Treiber slices into her with gusto. As least Thirteen will be back next week.ĭid I mention all the death? We open with the final moments of a female patient elsewhere in the hospital, and watch the transition from person to corpse boxed up and wheeled down to the morgue. It’s a dark, death-haunted episode all around, with as many corpses as live bodies. Chase decides he needs to step out of House’s shadow and leave. The episode ends with House performing the scan to check Wilson’s tumor, and he doesn’t look happy. Down to the final three, and things aren’t looking so good.