House, M.D.

Season Zero

Episode 0.1.01

"You Can't Always Get What You Want"

Cast

Dr Gregory House

Dr James Wilson

Dr Lisa Cuddy

Dr Scott North- Tom Welling

Dr Natasha Vale- Gabrielle Union

Dr Jason Gabe- Michael C Hall

special guest stars:

Emma Stone as Kaley Westing

"I hate pictures." As his friend sticks his tongue out at the camera just as it flashes, Doctor James Wilson can't help but to sigh. Across the room, his best friend is a man that is often misunderstood. Hard to believe I've stuck by his side the entire time, he thinks. "The faster we get this over with, the faster you can move on to… whatever it is that you find enjoyable," Wilson remarks and adds, "Plus I can get back to my own life too."

"Oh I'm sorry, am I inconveniencing you?" the other asks, this time crossing his eyes in front of the camera just in time and remarking, "It's not like I'm going to waste my time wearing a name badge. Won't be here that long."

Wilson sighed again, smirking softly and adding, "Fine have it your way. I know Princeton Plainsburo wasn't your first choice. But it's a good teaching hospital, the top one in New Jersey." "Is that fancy talk for why I should care?" his friend asks sourly and then adds, "As soon as I regain my license, trust me I'll be long gone."

This time, after a false start; Wilson manages to take the picture where it doesn't look half bad and states, "You know as well as I do the only reason that won't happen is because you want to impress Cuddy." Standing up and putting his coat back on, his friend scowls again and says, "I'm not jumping thru hoops for her or anybody else."

"I know you two have a bit of a past, so when I introduce you, try to remember that she is now the Dean of Medicine here?" Wilson counters to his friend and then passes him the identification badge and adds, "Congratulations, House; you're now part of something bigger than yourself." The other doctor placed the card into his pocket and then shrugged and replied, "We'll see."

When they got to Lisa's office, she was busy handling some stockholders who were upset about a recent budget cut for the diagnostics department, and she was mentally crossing her fingers that the decision she made the week before to hire her old flame, Gregory House; was not the biggest mistake in her life.

When she saw Wilson walk thru the clinic doors, followed by House himself she realized the worst. He wasn't dressed appropriately, wearing baggy worn jeans and a grey t shirt and it was clear that he was considering growing a beard. But worst of all, he had that smug expression on his face that made Cuddy realize maybe having him here wouldn't be such a good idea.

As the two entered her office, she too rose and declared, "Well, what a coincidence the man of the hour decides to arrive. Gentlemen this is Doctor James Wilson, our head of oncology and this…" she pauses as she sees House put a piece of gum in his mouth and then quietly she swallows and remarks, "Is Doctor Gregory House, our new head of diagnostics."

The older gentleman rises from his seat, extending his hand to House who quickly replies, "Sorry I don't get touchy on the first date." Turning to Cuddy he remarks, "Where is my office by the way?" "House this is Bruce Cunningham, one of our new board members. He was instrumental in giving Princeton Plainsburo a diagnostics department," she answers, trying to keep her voice at a calm level.

"Oh, right," House says, his face an appearance of shock and then he steps back and gets down on his knees and starts bowing. "Is this better?" he asks, to which the stockholder grumbles something and then leaves.

"That could've gone better," Wilson mutters. As he stands up, House has a childish grin on his face and Cuddy says, "First day on the job and I already want to fire you. Is this an omen?" "Guy must be a shriner," House dryly comments and then asks again, "So… my office?"

The fourteenth floor of the hospital, eastern wing; had once been used to specialize in podiatry and massage therapy, but now both of those rooms have been refitted. To the left was a simplistic board room with a table and chairs, a white board and some other elementary items you could find practically anywhere else. To the right was a smaller office, connected by a middle glass door but clearly also meant to be separate. On the door, House's name is written and his eyes narrow as he remarks, "Any chance we could make it larger?"

"I doubt there's a print size big enough to fit your ego," Cuddy says rolling her eyes and adding, "As I'm sure Wilson told you, this year we're starting a fellowship program. Last year we had a trial run and it went well so this year we decided to give medical students the opportunity to work with us in the field. You have a list of applications on your desk, you need to choose three of them by the end of the day," she remarks as he walks in, glances at the pile of applications and then shoves it off his desk and onto the floor.

"Whoops," he remarks as he then sits down, props his feet up and says, "Sorry, I work alone."

"Not anymore you don't," Cuddy answers, glaring at him and adding, "I know you will pick the best."

As she walks out, House remarks, "I'd rather waste my time saving people's pathetic lives than ruining other's." Turning about, Cuddy states, "Let me put it into terms you can understand. You won't run a single test or perform a single lab work until you get a team." "So I can sit on my butt and get paid?" he asks.

"Or the other less friendly alternative. Remember, this is a trial run for you House; so if the board isn't pleased I can't save you and neither can Wilson," Lisa answers and this time leaves before he can consider his next retort.

Slapping the files down on her desk with a thud, House sneered, "There, hope you're happy." looking up at her new employee, Cuddy sighed and then commented, "Why do I get the feeling you just grabbed the first three on the top of the pile?"

"Didn't want to get a paper cut," he retorts and then adds, "Now am I free to roam about the country?"

"Fine. I'll look these over, in the mean time why don't you go work some clinic hours?" she counters, to which he frowns and remarks, "Umm I don't recall that being in the contract." "I wrote it in, and if you don't want to do that then I suggest you spend some time interviewing these candidates," she responded, sliding the files back to him.

"Fine but don't come crying to me when the puppies start dying," House counters and then walked out into the clinic and shouts out, "Anyone sick or dying in here?"

The people there look at each other in confusion and then he stated, "No? Good."

Without another word he stepped into an empty exam room and closes the door. Reaching into his pocket he takes out a magazine, propped his feet up and started reading. After a few seconds of silence, a soft inquisitive knock on the door forces him to shout, "Busy saving lives in here."

without another warning an older man walks in and comments, "Are you a doctor?"

"That depends, are you a sick person?" House counters.

"I was wondering about the dosage on this allergy medicine. I've been taking it like its prescribed and I think I'm experiencing some severe side effects," the old man said hobbling into the room. "It could also be because you are as old as Methuselah," House countered and remarked, "What sort of side affects?"

passing the medicine to him the old man states, "Shortness of breathe and I think I've been seeing spots."

"That does sound like a life threatening illness," the doctor responded and then adds, "May I see your glasses?" "Excuse me?" the man asks. "Hey, I'm a professional; do you want to be cured or not?" House counters, for a moment they stare at each other and then the elderly gentleman passed his glasses to him and House breathed softly on them.

Rubbing them with his shirt, he passed them back and comments, "Apply daily for best results."

The older man puts them back on and comments, "But what about my shortness of breathe?" "Now that you can properly read the label that shouldn't be a problem," he sneers even as the door opens again and a young woman with a six year old girl walks in.

"Oh I'm sorry," she began and House remarks, "Sorry I'm in the middle of a big case right now, come back later." for a moment he pauses and sees the girl scratching her cheek and then remarks, "Measles?" "That's what I came to find out, she had them last year thought we were thru all this," the mother remarks. Rising, House kneeled before her, looking over the reddish skin rash and remarking, "Hmm, interesting." as he prepares to leave the elderly man asked, "Hey what about me?"

"Hold your breath and see if that helps," House remarked dryly. "For how long?" he wonders. "What's the world record?" the doctor asks, leaving the room before getting a response.