house m.d.
house m.d. A New Episode of House: oleh jameswilson (Not A Spoiler, I Promise)
jameswilson posted on Jun 03, 2008 at 02:51AM
I'm not sure if this is categorized as a "fanfic", though it probably is.
I was just in a writing sort of mood and thought I would jot down a script of an episode that, in my mind, might be really interesting. It's not going to be forty-five or fifty pages like a real script, but just a plot line that some of you might enjoy. Comments are welcome, but please - if you don't like this kind of thing, then don't read it. I don't want a bunch of "fanfics are stupid" comments. And if this is somehow not the right place to be posting this, I'll gladly move it, just let me know :] Ok, sorry for the long intro. Here goes nothing! Scene opens in a clinic room, Cuddy is listening intently to a young male patient’s lungs with her stethoscope. CUDDY Well, it sounds like a cough. (Wraps the stethoscope around her neck, looks at his chart, and begins to write a prescription) Temperature 100 °F, sore throat, small headache? Sounds like the flu. You should be fine, I’ll give you an antiviral to take care of that, but also drink lots of fluids and – (Patient coughs on her) you might want to cover your mouth when you cough. Come back if your fever gets higher or if you develop any other symptoms. (Patient takes the prescription and leaves the room as House comes in) HOUSE (Sarcastically) Ooo – he looked really sick. CUDDY (Takes off her latex gloves) People come here because they’re not doctors and - incase you’ve forgotten – we are. (Brushes off her coat) Ugh, but if I get the flu … HOUSE (Mock excitement) I get to be in charge?! CUDDY (Gently pushes him out of the way and walks out the door) Not a chance. (Heads towards her office, dropping the file in a bin by the nurse’s station) HOUSE (Follows her into her office, she sits down at the desk) Come on! It would be fun. I could boss Wilson around and wear – (Looks at what she’s wearing) incredibly low-cut red blouses. CUDDY (Looks up at him and adjusts her top) Get out of here – why aren’t you verbally harassing some patient? HOUSE (Starts walking and turns around to respond) Because you’re so much more entertaining. (Looks at her cleavage) CUDDY (Points at the door) Out! House playfully looks back and limps out the door. Cuddy looks up for a moment, then shakes her head and continues writing. OPENING CREDITS Scene opens in a hallway, Cuddy and Wilson are walking in the direction of House’s office. Cuddy is carrying a blue file and Wilson is eating a snack sized salad. CUDDY (Sniffles and sighs as she pulls a tissue out of her pocket) I think I’m getting the flu. WILSON (Takes a bite of his salad) Been around a lot of sick people lately? (Subtly and sarcastically hinting at the fact that she is, after all, a doctor) CUDDY Last week this guy came into the clinic and coughed all over me. (Sighs and rubs her head) It was bound to happen. WILSON (Starts to take another bite and looks at her. He puts the fork back in the salad) You really don’t look too good. Do you have a fever? (He tries to feel her head for a temperature) CUDDY I’ll be fine. Let me just get this to House and maybe I’ll go home. WILSON (Takes a bite) You should, the last thing we need you sick. I don’t want House trying to boss me around. CUDDY (Grins, rubs her head and opens the door to the diagnostics room) Kutner, Thirteen and Taub are sitting at the table. Taub and Kutner play cards as Thirteen watches, uninterested. House is at the small kitchenette in the corner making himself a cup of coffee. He sees Cuddy. HOUSE (To the team) Quick! Hide the pot! (Taub jumps and drops his cards) CUDDY (Looks at House, un-amused. To the team.) I have a case for you. (She tosses the file on the table and leans against the back of chair) House walks over to the table to pick up the file, but Kutner grabs if first. KUTNER Thirty-seven year old woman, severe joint pain, sudden me – (House reaches across the table and grabs the file from him) HOUSE Give me that! (Looks at the file) I have the cane – I get the power. Kutner sighs as House gets ready to continue where he left off. Cuddy suddenly but quietly groans and sways uneasily. Wilson, looking concerned, sets down his salad on the table. House glances up at her and continues reading. HOUSE Will someone get her out of here – I just ate. House waves his cane towards the door. Simultaneously, Cuddy collapses. Wilson lunges forward and falls to his knees, catching her shoulders in his hands. Cuddy squints into the light, obviously very disoriented. Thirteen, Kutner and Taub all stand up immediately. Wilson looks up at House, bewildered. HOUSE (Without looking, tosses the file on the table) Will one of you take this to Wagner on the first floor? (No one moves. House snaps back to attention and looks at them) Now?! And now a brief message from our sponsors. (To be continued...) Scene opens in a hospital room. Cuddy is laying in a bed, looking only slightly better than she had before she collapsed. Thirteen is by her bed, checking her pulse. CUDDY This is ridiculous. I’m fine! I was just a little tired that’s all! I haven’t eaten all day because my stomach is hurting. I have the flu. All I need is some rest, not hospital treatment! THIRTEEN (Finishes taking her pulse and records it on Cuddy’s chart) You know House. He sees symptoms everywhere. CUDDY Tell him to get in here. THIRTEEN He also doesn’t see patients. (She walks to the door and turns back.) I’ll see what I can do. (She smiles and leaves the room, shutting the glass door behind her) Cut scene to the diagnostics room. Wilson leans against the glass windows at the font of the room, Kutner and Taub sit at the table and House stands above the table. TAUB House, she has the flu. She treated a guy with the flu a week ago. She’s coughing and her stomach hurts. She has a low fever. It’s the flu! HOUSE (Looks as if he’s totally ignoring Taub) Who was the guy she was treating? TAUB How should I know? HOUSE (Sarcastically. To Taub) Hmm … I don’t know. (To Kutner) Kutner – how should he know? TAUB (Sighs) I’ll go look through the clinic files. (Gets up and leaves as Thirteen enters, dropping Cuddy’s file on the table) THIRTEEN Her pulse is normal. She wants to see you. HOUSE (Picks up the file, totally ignoring Thirteen. He looks up after a few moments of silence) Who me? I don’t see patients. She probably just wants to tell me she’s fine. THIRTEEN What if she is? HOUSE What if she isn’t? (She is silenced. He continues to read) Run blood cultures. THIRTEEN House she – WILSON Do it. Thirteen gives him a look of confusion and leaves the room. House stops reading and looks up at Wilson, then to Kutner. HOUSE Don’t you have something to do? KUTNER I – HOUSE Go see if Dr. Cuddy needs anything. (Kutner gets up and swiftly leaves the room. House calls out to him) Other than me that is. (Kutner leaves. House turns to Wilson) Since when do you take my side on things? WILSON (Uncrosses his arms and walks across the room) Since I’m worried about Cuddy. HOUSE (Takes Vicodin) Well there’s nothing to worry about just yet. (His pager goes off, he checks it as he slowly slides the Vicodin bottle into his pocket. He looks up at Wilson) I'd like to retract my previous statement. More to come today or tomorrow. Scene opens in the diagnostics office. Thirteen and Kutner sit at the table. House stands next to the white board which reads, “NAUSEA, SORE THROAT, DISORIENTATION, INTERNAL BLEEDING” HOUSE Ok people – what’ve we got? KUTNER Epstein-Barr can cause internal bleeding. HOUSE (Gapes at him) You think she has mono? KUTNER It could be a more infectious strain. Epstein-Barr can be deadly if it’s left untreated. HOUSE (Sarcastically) Right – Cuddy has the kissing disease. I don’t think so. Next. THIRTEEN Encephalitis. HOUSE (Intrigued) Reasons … THIRTEEN Encephalitis presents with fever, headaches, and confusion and in some cases it can cause internal bleeding. HOUSE Good enough for me. (To Thirteen) Did you run those blood cultures? KUTNER We got a little distracted by the whole vomiting blood thing. HOUSE Well then you’d better go back for a second try. (Kutner starts to leave, House calls him back) And run an ELISA. (Kutner nods and leaves. He turns to Thirteen) You – run a CT Scan. And – (Turns to look for Taub) Didn’t Taub ever come back with that file? Thirteen is about to answer when Taub comes in, walking very quickly. Thirteen turns and leaves the room. House grabs the file from Taub and immediately opens it. HOUSE (Reading from the file) Dylan Ransend, twenty-five years old, nausea, fever, sore throat. (Stops reading) I’m pretty sure Cuddy wouldn’t miss a little trail of blood following the guy out of the room so (To himself) … no internal bleeding. (To Taub) Find him. See if he developed the internal bleeding. Find Foreman – make him go with you. TAUB Okay … Taub quickly leaves the room. House walks over to his desk, sits down and fumbles with his tennis ball absent mindedly. More to come ... Wilson walks into the office slowly, arms crossed high over his chest. He looks somewhat concerned. WILSON House – (House glances up at him, and then looks back down at the tennis ball) House. (Ignores the fact that House is ignoring him) House you need to go see her. HOUSE (In all seriousness) No, I don’t. WILSON (Uncrosses his arms and fully enters the room) Yes you do! You know she doesn’t have Encephalitis. You – HOUSE Of course she doesn’t have Encephalitis. I needed time to think. I - (Pauses) I just needed some time to concentrate. (Back to his usual sarcasm) I forgot; you don’t take subtle hints. LEAVE! WILSON (Laughs in that “I can’t believe this” way he has) You’re worried about Cuddy! HOUSE (Rolls his eyes) She’s a patient. I don’t worry about patients. I worry about not figuring out what’s wrong with them. (Reads Cuddy's chart) WILSON (Pleased that he has House figured out) Cuddy’s not just a patient to you. You know her. You work with her. You stare at her ass. Dare I even say it … she’s your friend. HOUSE I can stare at an ass without caring about the person it belongs to. (Wilson gives him a look, House returns it – over exaggerated) WILSON You're trying to distance yourself from her. You think if you see her, you'll remember that she's more than just a patient. (Waits for a response. When none comes he continues) At least stop by and harass her or something. Everyone’s been in to see her. HOUSE (Back to looking at the chart) She doesn’t need to see me. WILSON But she wants to. House, she cares about you. She just wants to see you return the affection – even if you aren't serious about it. HOUSE (Looks up from the chart briefly) No. Wilson has given up his plea when Foreman enters the room. He walks past Wilson, giving him a look of concern, and then directly approaches House’s desk. HOUSE You find the kid? FOREMAN (Looks back at Wilson, lowers his voice slightly, though Wilson can still hear him) House – he died two days ago. HOUSE (Somewhat shocked) Of what? FOREMAN Hypovolemia – HOUSE (Is ready with a quick response) Well that can be treated. Wilson - Don’t just stand there like an idiot, get Th- FOREMAN (Trying to quite him) House he - House! He also had systemic multi-organ failure. The room goes eerily silent for a moment. HOUSE (Suddenly very in charge again) Whatever killed that kid is progressing much more quickly this time. (Calculates) I’m giving us about three days. (They look at him, dumbfounded) Go think somewhere else – and find Chase and Cameron. Foreman leaves immediately. Wilson is about to leave, but looks back at House one more time, trying to give him the opportunity to re-think his statement about not visiting Cuddy. House does not look up from the kid’s file. Wilson leaves slowly, sighing as he passes the doorway. More to come ... Scene opens in a hallway. Foreman stands in front of the others. Thirteen and Taub sit on a bench while Kutner leans on the wall next to them. FOREMAN Cuddy wants to know what happened to the kid. THIRTEEN I don’t think we should tell her. TAUB I think we should. She has a right to know. THIRTEEN But we don’t know what’s going on yet. Telling her what happened to that guy is like giving her a death sentence. We just can’t do that to her. TAUB She should know what’s going on. THIRTEEN (Directly to Taub) Yea she should. (Away from him) Just not until we know for sure. FOREMAN (Crosses arms) So I’m not telling her. Ok. But you guys are the ones that are going to have to dodge the question when she asks. (Thinks for a moment) You guys go finish up those tests for House. The team gets up and leaves as Wilson approaches from the opposite direction. WILSON House kick you out of the office? FOREMAN No. But he’s to distracted for his own good. WILSON Have you talked to him? FOREMAN No. Cut scene to the lab, where Thirteen is sitting on a stool working with the blood cultures. Kutner stands across the room, working on another project, he faces away from her. THIRTEEN (Without looking up) What if she dies? KUTNER She isn’t going to die. THIRTEEN (Looks to him) How can you know that? KUTNER Because … because I trust House. (Pauses and stops what he’s doing. He moves closer to her) He isn’t going to let her die. (Looks at her) We aren’t going to let her die. (Snaps out of his seriousness and turns away again) Besides, we don’t know anything for sure. You said it yourself. THIRTEEN (Quietly) What about Amber? KUTNER (Unsure of how to respond at first) That was different. We had nothing to do with that. (She looks unconvinced) She was dead the second the bus crashed. (He sees that she is distressed, but continues to work) I’m sorry. THIRTEEN I’m sure she’ll be ok. (Breaths and tries to sound confident) That’s what all these tests are for right? So we can figure this out. It’s going to be fine. Kutner seems relieved. There is a silence as the two continue to work, but Thirteen slowly loses focus on what she’s doing. Kutner finally notices. KUTNER Is everything ok? You seem kind of weird. THIRTEEN (Looking down at the tests, fidgeting. Quietly) I was positive for Huntington’s. KUTNER (Concerned, but uncomfortable) Oh. THIRTEEN (Starting to tear up, trying not to look at him) It’s ok. Please don’t tell anyone – (Breaks off, trying to stop crying) Kutner is still uncomfortable and uncertain. He looks around and slowly walks towards her. He looks around again and slowly hugs her. She is momentarily surprised, but crying to much to really notice. Her head rests on his chest and he puts one and around her shoulder and one on her head. She holds onto his arm and allows herself to cry as though no one is listening. It is obvious that this is the first time she has really accepted her reality. Kutner doesn’t look uncomfortable as he silently comforts her. More to come ... Cut scene to the diagnostics office, it is now late in the evening. Thirteen, Kutner and Taub sit at the table. Foreman, Cameron, and Chase stand below the table by the window, and Wilson stands off the to the side, arms folded. House stands by the white board. HOUSE Ok people, any new ideas? (Silence) Did the test results come back? THIRTEEN The blood cultures were inconclusive… (Hesitates out of fear that House will be angry) KUTNER (Notices her hesitation and responds for her) They weren’t able to conduct the ELISA test here. They sent it to Princeton General. HOUSE Can’t you do anything right? Go run the cultures again. (Thirteen and Kutner leave) Taub – go make use of yourself. Find out who did the autopsy on that kid and what the results were. (Taub leaves and Chase sits at the table. Cameron leans against it with her back to the others. Foreman stands at the opposite end, arms folded) Well isn’t this cozy. (Hinting at the fact that it’s the old team back together for a moment) Any of you geniuses come up with anything clever? CAMERON Have we explored the possibility of cancer? (She looks to Wilson) Stomach cancer can cause internal bleeding. WILSON (Looking skeptical) The onset was to fast and violent to be stomach cancer. The room is silent. Everyone seems to be waiting for House to speak. HOUSE (Notably out of character) I’m going to take a walk. Don’t go far. (Limps out of the room) WILSON (Sighing) I’ll be in my office. He leaves, arms crossed until he reaches the door. Cameron lingers for a moment and then walks to the door, she looks back at the other two before she leaves. We see Foreman lean on the table with his hands, looking down at Chase, concerned. The scene cuts to the inside of Wilson’s office. He is sitting at his desk, not working though. There is a small tap on the door. WILSON (Looks up) Come in. Cameron enters and shuts the door behind her. CAMERON Hey. WILSON (Almost confused as to why she is there) Hi. What’s up? CAMERON (Sits on the arm of the love seat across the room. She looks uncomfortable but determined) House seems … different. WILSON (Leans forward) I think he is this time. (Cameron does not respond, but looks to the corner of the room, thinking. Wilson sighs as he begins to speak) He’s in love with Cuddy. Cameron is completely (but subtly) taken aback. She furrows her brow in confusion. This is not what she expected to hear. She struggles for a response. CAMERON Since – how do you – what? WILSON (Sits up straight as though he is preparing to tell a long story. He shakes his head, almost as though he is in disbelief of his own words) House has – always loved her. He’s never told me outright, but I know him well enough. He fell for her the moment they met in college and he hasn’t stopped caring for her since. (Pauses to think) Before his leg happened, before he was the way he is now, he told her how he felt – in his own way of course. But he somehow let her know. And she - (Shakes his head again and sighs) She turned him down in some way, shape, or form. Obviously he was never the romantic guy, but he was … well devastated. Time passed, they never mentioned it again. But he never forgot. Then he met Stacy. Don’t get me wrong. He really did care for Stacy. But he never stopped loving Cuddy. Wilson has finished his story, or at least told all that he is going to tell. Cameron stares at him in disbelief and almost a little hurt that House would never tell her any similar feelings. There is a momentary silence. Cameron finally finds the words to speak. CAMERON I didn’t know he was even capable… WILSON Now a days I really don’t think he is. But he needs to be. Just a little at least. Cuddy needs to hear it. Wilson stops to think again. Cameron looks over her shoulder, out the window. More to come soon ... Cut scene to the diagnostics room, House has just entered; Wilson follows shortly there after. Thirteen, Kutner, and Cameron sit at the table. Foreman and Chase stand above the table. Chase’s hands are in his pockets, Foreman’s arms are crossed. Wilson stands just within the room by the door. House maintains his usual position by the white board. HOUSE (Rubs his hands together in mock excitement and grins) Taubs on his way. CHASE (After a momentary silence) So … what do while we wait? HOUSE (Sarcastically, like he is talking to a baby) Do you wanna play a game? (Chase rolls his eyes, House picks up dry erase marker) How about hangman? He is about to begin drawing on the board when Taub enters the room, slightly out of breath. HOUSE (Looks at his watch. Sarcastically) Well, that only took you five hours or so. Not bad. TAUB (Unamused) House – it’s the middle of the night. I had to go to the – HOUSE Don’t care. (Taub takes a seat next to Chase) So … (Trying to give Taub a hint to speak. Then, very loudly and slowly, as though Taub is either deaf or stupid) WHAT DID YOU FIND OUT? TAUB The family wouldn’t let me have any details. HOUSE (Almost frantic, but still slightly sarcastic) Did you tell them that a woman is DYING in there? (He gestures in the general direction of Cuddy’s room) TAUB (Now very irritated, voice raised. He is obviously very tired and agitated from running around all night with no thanks in return. Stands) YEA! BUT HOUSE – THEIR KID IS DEAD. THEY DON’T CARE IF SOME STRANGER IS DYING IN A HOSPITAL. HOUSE (Very serious and stern at this point) WELL I DO. (Slams his cane on the table) DAMMIT. Taub sits back down. There is a very awkward but concerned silence. The team has never seen House react this way. House rubs the back of his neck, jerks his cane off of the table and returns it to his side, regaining his composure. HOUSE (Quietly in comparison to his previous statements) Didn’t they say anything at all? TAUB (Also calmed down) No. (Leans forward in his chair) All they said was that their kid got home, got some kind of food poisoning, and was dead in three days. (Sits back. House is suddenly intrigued) How could I ask them any more? It was three thirty in the morning. HOUSE Got back from where? TAUB What? HOUSE You said he got food poisoning after he “got back”. Where was he? TAUB (Thinks) I think they said he was visiting a buddy in the Philippines. HOUSE (A sudden but quite revelation) He had hemorrhagic fever. More to come ... CONCLUSION POSTED AS A SOAPBOX ARTICLE
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