Now it's time for the ultra-technical medical discussion, complete with nasty graphics of tapeworms. At some point in her life -- possibly years ago -- Rebecca ate tapeworm-infected pork that wasn't cooked through. The worms reproduced all over the place in her intestines, and their babies are small pass through the intestinal wall and enter the bloodstream, where they are carried all over the body. One of the worms made it into her brain, took root there, and all was fine and good until it started to die, thereby opening itself up to attack from Radfafa's immune system, which made everything around there swell up and caused all of Radfafa's problems. This is all just a theory with no proof, of course, but House confidently says that they'll have all the proof they need once they treat Radfafa for tapeworms and she gets better. There's absolutely nothing standing in the way of Radfafa and a healthy brain now! Oh, wait -- here comes Wilson to report that Radfafa is refusing any more treatment and wants to go home to die. Boy, I hope she didn't make eating ham cold cuts with mustard part of her dying schedule, or else she's going to be really disappointed.

And so, House is forced to actually talk to Miss Radfafa, who is sitting up in bed with her suitcase packed. He kicks the nurse out of the room and introduces himself to the now less-than-grateful Radfafa. He starts things off right with a "you're being an idiot." No response. He says that Radfafa has a tapeworm in her brain. Radfafa asks if anyone has actually seen it. Er...no. But House is sure that's the problem, so why doesn't Radfafa stop this going-home-to-die silliness and submit herself to his treatment? Radfafa says that her mental faculties haven't declined so much that she has forgotten when House was sure she had vasculitis, the result of that theory being that she can't walk and has to wear a diaper. "What made you a cripple?" Radfafa asks, because when you're going to die before the weekend ends, you don't have to be tactful. House reveals that he had an "infarction." Hee hee hee! It sounds like "fart." Anyway, the blood flow to Houses's thigh muscles (I don't want to know any more about them than that, thank you!) was obstructed, and no one caught it in time to cure it before the muscles died in what was a very painful process. Radfafa -- who apparently moonlights as a psychologist when she isn't teaching kindergarten -- says that House is now trying to get back at and hide from the world, and who is he to tell her not to give up on herself when he obviously gave up on himself? She says she just wants to "die with a little dignity." House says that's not possible, especially if you're wearing an adult diaper: "It's always ugly! Always!" Radfafa's eyes tear up and she looks away. "We can live with dignity," says House. "We can't die with it."