The real surgery begins. There's a crowd of people on the floor and another crowd watching from above. Andie tells House he's kind of freaking her out. "He gets that sometimes," Chase says, wishing he had the guts to say it, too. Also, Andie's head is sandwiched between two big metal things that must be some kind of special MRI. Andie is knocked out and the cooling process begins. The head-bolting is performed by Foreman with some assistance from Black and Decker. Yikes. Cuddy's watching, too, because what else is there for her to do in this episode? Andie's body temperature drops to the cardiac-arrest point, and the timer starts. Blood goes out. Blood goes in. The MRI maps out Andie's brain as the brain does its re-fuse thing. The minute goes by, and the doctors warn House that they have to warm Andie back up or risk permanent damage. House tells them to keep working. Suddenly, Foreman sees the clot. House didn't. The doctors warn House that if they keep Andie dead much longer, she'll be brain-dead. Foreman says he's sure he saw the clot. "That's good enough for me," says House. I think this is the first time a Cottage noticed something House didn't. Go Foreman!
Wilson talks to Andie's mom. He says they revived Andie and that they think they found the clot. They're going to try to remove it. They don't know whether there was any brain damage.
House plays with his giant red and gray tennis ball as music starts to play, because this wouldn't be a show on Fox without a musical montage every three scenes.
The brain surgeon isn't finding the clot where Foreman said it was. Foreman tells him to keep looking. The surgeon still isn't finding anything, and I was really scared for a second that Foreman was wrong and that this whole thing was a big waste of time to prove to us that House is Always Right, but then the surgeon finds the clot. Whew! Foreman gives the signal to Chase, who's watching from outside.
I was really confused for a second as to why Cuddy was crying over Andie's body, but it turns out that Andie's mom just looks a lot like Cuddy. Andie wakes up. "Hi Mom," she says.
House uses a razor blade to chop up some pills. Wilson enters and asks House if he's now using coke to treat his stuffy nose. House says it's Benadryl, and that he's using a "new delivery system" to get it into his system faster. Wilson comments that House seems to like speed (as in, doing things quickly and not the drug. Although, that too, probably). He also comments that House is pretty good at making lines with a razor blade. "I know my way around a razor blade," House says. And since it's a pretty safe bet that he's not talking about shaving, you can let your imagine wander to what else he's talking about. Wilson says that Andie's going home now, so everyone's waiting in the lobby to see her off. Wow, Andie recovered from open-heart surgery, cardiac arrest, brain surgery, and having her body BOLTED TO A TABLE in just one day! She must have the kind of cancer that makes you heal ridiculously fast. The camera is way too close to House's face here, and so he goes flying off the screen while he's talking a few times. The camera has to move to catch up with him and it really ruins the scene because it's so distracting. House says he's not into watching a "parade of small, bald circus freaks." Wilson says that he read the surgeon's report, and that the clot wasn't anywhere near the emotion center of Andie's brain, meaning that she really was as brave as everyone except House thought she was. "I was wrong," House says. And just in case you thought he had actually learned humility, he then adds, "She genuinely is a self-sacrificing saint whose life will bring her nothing but pain which she will stoically withstand just so that her mom doesn't have to cry quite so soon. I am beside myself with joy." And then he snorts a line of Benadryl. Wilson says that Andie enjoys her life a lot more than House does his. She managed to get a kiss from a hot doctor. What has House done lately? House says he has the luxury of time, so he's pacing himself. Then he washes down some Vicodin with milk. Why milk? I don't know. ["Yeah, that'll just make more phlegm. Nice work, doctor." -- Wing Chun] "She could outlive you," Wilson says, and leaves because he happens to like parades of small, bald circus midgets.