In a back alley, some shitty rock band is waiting to go on stage. One of the guys says he doesn't feel like going on. That is, until he takes his bandmate's '64 Teardrop and scratches it up on the concrete. Now he's ready. Oh, it helps that he took a guitar to the face also. The rest of the guys go in to start, but the guy, who looks like the singer, stays outside. It's time for his pre-show ritual: cough/puke up blood. Looks like this time he might have overdone it just a little though, because he passes out in the alley as the credits begin to roll.

I call bs. Real rock stars don't keep their nose hairs trimmed so well.

House is watching some awful soap opera in the lounge, and Cuddy comes in demanding to know who he is going to keep on his team. She wants two names by Friday; she's as sick of this story arc dragging out as we are. She threatens him with lost pay, but he doesn't care. Take away his parking spot though, and he'll get down to business. So he saunters down to Cameron's area to ask her who her sickest patients are, but she doesn't have anybody. Then he asks who she would keep, but she won't recommend anybody because she doesn't want him to fire them based on her decision. Thankfully, shitty punk rocker speaks up. Cameron thinks he's just sick due to all the drugs, but House sees potential. We've got our patient for the final round of Who Will House Hire?

He tells the doctors whoever gets the diagnosis right wins and is guaranteed, and second place will be based on "merit," whatever that word means. I think it's French for udders. That House is a mysterious character. Whatever the meaning, the doctors start shouting answers. House tells them to start running tests, but Foreman won't let him. House thinks there are too many perfect symptoms for this to be solely drug abuse. Foreman disagrees. He makes some rant, and House sort of gives in, only allowing one test per diagnosis. He also develops an arbitrary point system, which is really the key to any successful hiring.

House walks into Wilson's office and asks him what he thinks of cut throat. Wilson says he diagnosed someone incorrectly. House says "Interesting," and this sets Wilson off for some strange reason. Meanwhile, cut throat is standing outside the bathroom, waiting to get a sample from the singer. Cute woman thinks she's brilliant, leaving a smoking-addict alone with an oxygen tank, and sure enough, there's an explosion in the bathroom.

Whew! Do NOT go in there!

Wilson brings in the patient he incorrectly diagnosed, and House wants to be there for Wilson's humiliation. The patient can't believe it, and he'd spent a lot of money, thinking he was going to be having his final hurrah. But he doesn't have the money to pay for those things now. So he says thank you, but I question his sincerity. Also, wouldn't "You're not going to die!" elicit a slightly better response than "So now I'm broke and alive? Gee thanks."

House is in his office, and he's writing up his arbitrary point system's results so far. Cut throat is way behind. Cute woman and cut throat argue about her cut throat losing her opportunity to test because she's a poor doctor, but House sides with cut throat on this one.

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