Cut to the hall, Cameron bitching that "this is a mistake" and Foreman correcting her that "this is a lawsuit." Chase defends House, saying that Hep E is possible and that House "always pulls these stunts" and they usually work, but Foreman says House is delaying treatment for a long shot that even House himself doesn't think will work. Cameron doesn't want to lie; Foreman tells her pointedly, "Then don't." "And get fired?" Chase joins the viewing audience in pointing out that House wouldn't fire her: "He loves you." As she gets into the elevator, Cameron doesn't know what to do: "The kid needs treatment." "Then treat him for lupus," Foreman intenses. "That will get you fired," Chase says. Cameron waits a beat before half-asking Foreman, "You really think House is losing it." "Yep," Foreman duhs, and walks off. Chase gives him a "what's your problem" side-eye and insists to Cameron, "He's fine. He knows what he's doing," and goes on his way. Cameron stands in the elevator all conflicted for a minute, then rolls her eyes and hits "door close."
Long close-up of House, in his office, eyes even redder, brow even sweatier, his breathing labored. He picks up a vintage pestle in his right hand and clonks it on his desk a few times, working up to it, then smashes the pestle down on the bridge of his left hand. He almost laughs with relief, then alternates smiling and grimacing. Cut to a long shot of him rocking in his desk chair, cradling his left hand like a baby.
Cameron uncomfortably explains to Dad that they're recommending solumedrol. Dad knows it's used to treat hepatitis, and asks if that showed up on Larry's blood tests; Cameron, who didn't rehearse her end of the conversation very well, says unconvincingly and without meeting Dad's eye for very long that the tests aren't a hundred percent accurate. Dad pounces on that, saying that other tests Larry's had could be wrong, then, and it could still be an infection. Cameron fumbles her answer to that, too, and Dad is heading towards "stroppy," but stops himself and explains, by way of sort of apologizing for getting snappish, that when his wife was sick, the doctors told them about an experimental treatment that might extend her life a few years, which of course they tried because if there was any hope to keep her with them, et cetera: "Three weeks later she was gone!" During the entire exchange, Cameron looks torn between relief at having an excuse to just tell him the truth and horrified at how closely the situations parallel each other, but as Dad nears tears talking about his wife, Cameron decides on the latter -- and, a moment later, decides to come clean: "I don't think it's hepatitis." Dad's face shifts from sadness to confusion verging on anger as Cameron adds, "I think your son has lupus."