inside his head.
Cuddy: There's something else.
Wilson: What?
(Cuddy leaned back in her chair.)
Cuddy: We slept together.
(Wilson was stunned por this revelation.)
Wilson: When?
Cuddy: A few weeks back.
Wilson: How could tu keep this a secret?
Cuddy: I don't know. It just never came up, until now.
(Wilson began to get angry.)
Wilson: Lisa, tu need to figure this out.
Cuddy: Why? tu think he'll break my heart?
Wilson: I think you'll break his.
(Cuddy looked worriedly at Wilson before he left.)
(House was distracted throughout the whole of the DDX and couldn't find the energy to ridicule anyone.
Instead he stayed silent and massaged his leg, the pain had increased ten fold. Wilson walked into the DDX and House immediately gave the team their orders, and as they left he limped in pain towards his escritorio with Wilson in toe.)
House: I need tu to give me something stronger than vicodin.
(Wilson rubbed his face whilst looking at House in the most severe pain he's felt since his last detox)
Wilson: I know what happened between tu and Cuddy. I know this is psychological.
House: Cuddy told you. Well if tu won't give me the drugs, at least give me a PET scan.
*
(Wilson was in Cuddy's office, with the results of the PET scan of House's brain.)
Cuddy: What is it?
House: House's PET scan.
Cuddy: Oh my God.
Wilson: He's got a tumour, the pain he's feeling isn't from his leg; its caused por the tumour.
(Cuddy looked up at Wilson with disbelief.)
Cuddy: tu need to get a biopsy.
*
(Wilson sat opposite House at his escritorio in House's office.)
Wilson: The leg pain isn't leg pain.
(House stopped rubbing his leg, and looked up at Wilson.)
Wilson: tu have a tumour.
House: Damn.
Wilson: I need to do a biopsy.
House: Does anyone else know?
Wilson: Cuddy knows.
House: Why did tu tell her?!
Wilson: House, she needs to know.
(House became más irate, the pain getting worse.)
Wilson: We need to do the biopsy now.
*
(House was in a recovery room, still asleep. Cuddy was sitting at the parte superior, arriba of the cama watching him peacefully.Wilson opened the doors, and handed the results to Cuddy.)
Wilson: It's benign. Maybe it was because of everything that's happened. The pain need to find somewhere to resonate.
Cuddy: tu removed it?
(Wilson nodded, and Cuddy looked back at House.)
Wilson: Is he awake yet?
Cuddy: Have tu taken him of the anaesthesia?
Wilson: Yeah, and hora ago.
Cuddy: He should be awake por now.
Wilson: House!
Cuddy: There's still a pulse.
Cuddy: House!
(Noise drowns out.)
(We enter House's subconscious mind. While he is in a coma, we learn más about him.)
To be continued with the story:
Huddy:House's head continued.
