TV3 SUMMER 2011 - 60 SEC

House Season 1 Episode 7: Fidelity

Full Recap

After a morning jog with his friend, a man named Ed returns accueil to find his spouse sick in bed. Elyce has remained there for days. At the hospital, Cameron tells House that the patient has been sleeping 18 hours a day, but the tests don't reveal anything.

House and his team go through the possibilities -- Depression? Parasites? House orders new blood work and another MRI. After plus testing, Elyce is told that there is no answer to her neurological problems. She goes into seizures.

House starts to suspect breast cancer. He also inquires about Elyce's...

The suivant morning was like before. Things change since they decided to go with the flow last night. Cuddy was up and was closing the last button on haut, retour au début of her blouse. She wasn’t looking at House who was seated on lit with only a blanket on. He, too, wasn’t looking at her. He ran a palm on his hair and finally got the courage to look at her.
House: I’m sorry for what had happen…
Cuddy: <smirk and looked at House> Knock it off… It wasn’t your fault… We both wanted it…
House a dit nothing as she went out the room to prepare their breakfast. He hated himself for what he did, for...

"I l’amour you"said Chase happily.
"I l’amour toi too" answered Cameron with boredom."Are we ever going to reach to Australia?We're on the plane for plus than four hours and I've started getting tired!It's like the slowest plane ever!"
"Honey,don't be silly,will will be there in about one and a half hours.The plane is just fine.The problem is,are you?"asked Chase with sadness in his eyes.
"To be what?Fine?Of course I'm fine.Just a little bit angry with the airline company and its stupid airplanes but I'm OK"
"I think you're being unreasonable,my love.Do toi know what I think is the real reason you're...

Aftermath


After the kiss, from the night before. House wakes up in his lit at around 09:20am and gets ready to arrive late for work, as usual. On his way to the cuisine he sees Cuddy on the sofa sleeping softly with her drink spilt on the coffee table. Her shoes were on the floor suivant to her. House thought about putting a blanket over her but didn’t. Instead House sat watching her for a bit, before finally waking her up with a loud incoherent noise.

House: Wake-up sleepy head.

Cuddy: Eughh. What time is it?

House: (checks his watch) Uh-oh, seems toi are going to be late.

(Cuddy sat up and held...

This is my fanfic that I've been working on for the past week.I made the characters way out of character.This is a Huddy/Hameron/Wameron/Wuddy fanfic.(Don't kill me Immunity!)

The sun was just going down.The reds,oranges,yellows mixed in with the purples of the night.Lisa Cuddy was in her office working up a storm.Everybody in the hospital was leaving for the party that Cuddy had planned for everybody.At noon she picked up her long cerise red dress,it had a plunging neck line,and black stilettos.They all lied on her canapé in her office."Dr.Cuddy,aren't toi coming to the party?" asked Allison...

After watching Wilson's cœur, coeur I noticed that the writer's left us with a deep thought about the question of whether House is guilty as to the death of Amber. At first my reaction was God NO, House couldn't help that they got into a bus accident but then I noticed something plus that the writer's were trying to say.
A main theme through House is the way he treats people and how his actions may not directly cause the misery and he 'techinically" is not to blame for a deed done, but indirectly he has caused people pain.

The first example I could think of for this was at the end of the Volger...

Everyone is toi
And toi are everyone
Each step is yours
Any car which stops in front of the house
Is yours ...
You're not here
But I feel your perfume
You're not here
But I hear your voice
From Memories start to hurt
In my dream I see your image
You laugh
You touch me
I Not want to wake up
I want to hug toi
But here
Clock rings again
And again I divisé, split from toi
And again, my eyes filled with tears
Is this a nightmare?
Or dreams?
In the evening I'm alone again
Between four walls
That surround me
Our photos
That kills me
Can toi breathe?
I can not
I hate myself
But everyone tells me that I musn't...

"What kind of explanation is that?"

Explaining House was already hard enough. Explaining his hallucinations to the person they were about, and who is probably the most important person to know ABOUT them, was even harder. If, THAT even makes sense.

"I really don't know how to explain it any other way."
"Well, think of another. It made sense up till, toi started explaining what they meant."
"Isn't it...a given?"
"Yes."
"So what's there to explain?"
"How it's possible."
"Why not?"
"I can't even begin to...fathom, how it's possible."
"Again, why not?"
"Because--it's, House."
"Just because he's House, doesn't...