Cameron prepares to inject Dibala's IV with the medicine when he grabs her wrist and tells her that since she's so dead set on killing him, she might as well go ahead and do it right now with her own hands by putting an air bubble in Dibala's IV instead of telling his advisors things that will cause them to revolt and kill him. Whoops! I guess Dibala's memory loss thing went away, and also Ntila is a tattletale. And why is the camera out of focus right now? We finally get a face on camera and not chopped off the side of the frame, and it's all blurry. Why. Dibala says that killing people isn't so easy when you have to do it yourself. I guess he would know. Cameron thinks for a minute, then injects the medicine, air-bubble-free, into the IV. "Allison," Chase speaks up. Oh. I guess they would call each other by their first names now, huh? Cameron tells Dibala that apparently when it comes down to it, she doesn't want him to die after all. Well, she just got told. By a third world dictator with the blood of thousands and perhaps millions on his hands. That's not easy. Chase tells Dibala that if he lays a hand on his wife again, he will personally kick him out of PPTH. Honestly, that would probably be a favor for Dibala. Speaking of favors, Dibala thinks he did one for Cameron by showing her "her true character," which is "too weak to act on her beliefs." I'm sure she's out in the hallway feeling really grateful for that gift right now, Dibala. He says most people are that weak. Like his advisors and Ntila, who are always telling him to be diplomatic and sign stupid treaties and promise not to hurt people while letting his enemies run around free and clear and plot his assassination. Those enemies, by the way, are the Southern people. Dibala says Chase couldn't possibly understand, since all he has for an enemy is "some younger physician who covets your office." Um, younger? Chase is like fifteen. They don't get much younger than that. Dibala says that his enemies want to kill him and his world is full of bloodshed. "That makes you a man. And men make choices," he says. Chase asks what those choices are. Dibala won't go into specifics, but it's pretty obvious that those Southern people are not going to have a good time when he returns. If he returns.
And now, it's time for House to face the wrath of Wilson about the neighbor. House says he'll fix this, but Wilson isn't having that, since last time House tried to fix it, he broke into the guy's apartment and made everything a whole lot worse. Wilson fixed it instead, agreeing to kick House out of his condo if Murphy didn't press charges against him. Aw, House is sad about this. His feelings are hurt. But how could he have thought this would end any differently?
Now that Cameron knows she's too weak to act on her beliefs, she's going to do her best to save Dibala's life. She thinks House was right about the scleroderma and presumably only agreed with Foreman's diagnosis because she thought it was wrong and thus Dibala would die. Now she wants to run that antibody test on him to show it's scleroderma, and she wants Chase to help. Screw you, two million Southern people! But I'm sure you'll be happy to know as you're being tortured and raped and watching your family members murdered and your village burned to the ground that Cameron learned a lesson. Chase says he can get Cameron some of Dibala's blood to test.
Sure enough, it's positive for the antibodies. Cameron shoves the test result in Foreman's face, but he refuses to be convinced, saying it's not definitive proof that it's scleroderma. "Blasto still fits best," he says; "I've made my decision." Cameron decides to get personal, saying she knows Foreman well enough by now to know that he can't admit when he's wrong when it's about something really important. Like firing Hadley. Or this diagnosis. Foreman tells them to treat Dibala for scleroderma.
Murphy arrives home to find House waiting for him inside his apartment with a syringe full of sleeping potion. When he wakes up, he's duct-taped to a chair with some more duct tape over his mouth and House sitting in front of him. Murphy starts to panic, as you would, but House ignores him to say that he has some real personal issues he's trying to work on and what he's just done to Murphy is "a definite setback." He did try, though. But Murphy made it impossible, so here he is. I think Murphy is learning a few lessons of his own about treating people a little bit better just in case they happen to be insane and good at picking locks. Oh, and have access to sleeping potion. How does House have that stuff, by the way? He shouldn't be allowed to touch drugs without his medical license. House puts a large box with two large holes in it on the side on the table, calling it a "magic box of neurological trickery," and forces Murphy to shove his stump through one hole and his left hand in the other. House closes the top of the box over the stump and tells Murphy to look at the divider in the middle of the box, which is a mirror. It reflects Murphy's left hand so that it looks like he has two intact hands. House tells him to clench his fists as hard as he can. And then let go. When he does, his phantom right fist unclenches, too, for the first time in thirty-six painful years. House can tell by the amazed expression on the guy's face that the trick worked and he can remove the duct tape gag without Murphy screaming for the police. He sobs that his pain is gone and thanks House, who probably wishes his pain could be cured so easily. Next, Murphy might want to have a chat with whoever his private health insurance assigned to be his doctor for not trying this a long time ago.
Meanwhile, back at PPTH, Dibala is bleeding profusely out of his nose and mouth. Chase tries to cauterize the bleeds, but there are too many of them. Dibala is dead. Well, yeah. We couldn't let him get better and go back to his country and kill two million people, right? Even for this show, that's still too dark.
House finds Foreman sulking in his office. He doesn't know if Dibala died because he realized it was scleroderma too late or if it wasn't scleroderma at all. Which means neither House nor Foreman can tell the other one I told you so. This will not do, so House just says Foreman killed Dibala no matter what, because he was either too attached to the wrong opinion or not confident enough in the right one. And Foreman will never know which one, since Dibala is locked away in the morgue and will be sent back to his country tomorrow so his own doctors can do the autopsy. House reminds Foreman that he's good at breaking into places.
Foreman finds Chase in the locker room. He says he couldn't get into the morgue after all, but he did happen to notice Chase's name on the sign-in sheet from earlier today. Like right around the time Cameron asked him to get Dibala's blood. Chase says he was following up on a C