Helicopter Mom Thinks All Her Son's Doctors are Wrong _ House M.D. _ MD TV

Matt, did you take any drugs this morning? I was down. Can you squeeze my fingers for me? Did anyone give you anything to help with the math test? Matt? I told you, he doesn't take drugs. Miss Davis, all parents think that about their children. And they're usually wrong. I gave my mum a little trouble when I was his age. I turned out okay. Even she thought so. I know my kid. The fact that you did drugs doesn't mean he did. Did he go anywhere last night? No. He was home, studying. Any friends come over to help him? And bring him drugs? Is that what your friends did? Miss Davis... Look, I tested him myself. The home kid. I took some hair off his brush. I didn't want him to know about it because I do trust him. Then why did you test him? All he did last night was study and argue about his college interviews. He wants to be himself. No haircut. Rowdy old clothes. That'll go over big. And we both gave up and went to bed. That's it. Has he ever had any problems like this before? Any family history? No. Diazepam. Ten milligrams. Start. What's going on? Give him some precautions. He's seizing. The poison's called diazephotone. This should bond with it and neutralize the poison. Then his nervous system will start sending the correct signals to the rest of his body. But there was no diazephotone, that stuff, in that can. The label says diazephotone. I can show you. But you didn't test it. You said Matt sprayed with it this morning before school. Matt started that garden himself for an environmental science class. They weren't allowed to use pesticides. Apparently he cheated a little. It was orange peel oil. Totally organic. He dumped that other stuff last winter. The symptoms fit. There must have been some left in the can. If you're wrong, what will this treatment do to him? Well, theoretically, it could increase the toxicity and... But we're not wrong. Don't. We're not wrong. I can't let you do this. Get a court order. Unless you want to see someone killed by sheer irrationality. Maternal instinct is always irrational. Doesn't mean it's wrong. Actually, that's the definition. It doesn't make her mentally incompetent. She is risking her son's life based on a teenager's claim that he washed something. How mentally incompetent can you get? That's a brilliant legal argument. Listen, have your Harvard law dog whip up some high-grade legal-sounding psycho babble. Temporary insanity brought on by acute panic distress syndrome. I don't care. We have to give him the hydrolase. Her only sign of mental illness is that she disagrees with you. Some would consider that a sign of sanity. Not the kid. Let's ask him. Oh, no. I forgot. We can't. He's dying. Get the mother to sign off that she's refusing this treatment. I, Margo Davis, have been informed of the risks which may arise from my refusal to advise medical care. I hereby release... Who are you? I work for the hospital. The Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital and its employees, agents and otherwise from any adverse medical conditions resulting from my refusal. It is not the hospital's fault if my son kicks off. Kicks off? I punched up the language. Mostly for clarification. I understand my doctors consider my decision to be completely idiotic. Why are you doing this? But I am convinced I know more than they do. I took a biology course in high school. I assume that's... yeah. Besides, I enjoy controlling every single aspect of my son's life, even if it means his death. Sign here, please. I brought a pen. Who are you? I'm the doctor who's trying to save your son. You're the mom who's letting him die. Clarification. It's a beautiful thing. My God. The things he said. Dr. House wanted your son to get the medicine he needed. He was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen. The wrong kind of medicine. He didn't know that. At the time, it was our only choice. He would have known if he had listened to me. He listened. He just assumed you were wrong. To be honest, that's true of most of our patients. You're just as pompous and superior as he is. The county's worried about West Niles, so they sprayed ethyl parathion right next to the bus route. Do you have the hydrolase for ethyl parathion? Yeah. Only one problem. That's Mother Fax's records at the CDC. She refuses to let us do anything until she hears back from them. You're getting good at this godlike doctor racket. Why don't you talk her out of this lunacy? She's not really a big fan of mine. Or mine. Well, only one man left in the bullpen, and he throws like a girl. I hate sports metaphors. Give her the high, hard one. We really think the hydrolase is the only... I'm thinking about transferring that out of here. Ms. Davis, your son is very sick. He won't survive a transfer. I'm getting a second opinion from the Center for Disease Control. Right. Look, when my grandmother got sick... What? You're gonna tell me some tough decision you had to make? I know how hard this is for you. Maybe embroider the story a little? Make it fit? I can't imagine being in your position. Honesty. A kind of vulnerable honesty. That's your thing. And the looks. Oh, boy. They send a single woman to hustle the single mom. Actually, they sent a doctor. To tell you that if your son doesn't get this treatment, there's a good chance he'll die. That's what Hal said about a treatment that would have killed Matt. You've got to do better than that. No. It's on you. You need to do better. Right now. Yes or no. Figure it out. Wait. I never bother to wash new clothes before I wear them. Right. Your wife does. She likes you feeling nice and comfortable. Hey, I'm a man. I don't have time for laundry. I'm saving lives here. No, she doesn't wash them either. So, your skin absorbs a little dye. The odd chemical here and there. Well, you know me. Mr. Living on the edge. Judging by the self-importance of your strut, you have identified the chemical in question. Phosphorine. Hit him with the hydrolates. She's parents said yes, but Mighty Mom said no. She's going to feel like a million bucks when she lives and her son dies. Send Cameron. She's the only one of you who's managed to talk her into anything. Not this time. Matt's mom won't make a move until she gets that opinion from the CDC. Godot would be faster. What is this? I thought I'd hang out. In case you change your mind. The medicine. Right away. Don't worry. I've got time. The CDC promised they'd call. I'm sure they will. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe the day after. Takes time to review faxed records. And they'll probably tell you they can't make a decision based on faxed records. This is Susie. She's never going to marry him. No money. What makes you think you're right this time? Same reason as last time. If you want to see how the other kid does first, that's okay. I'd help you. Although there's a real good chance that... What? Matt might kick off? It's a little blunt. I was going to say run out of time. Or just kind of let my voice trail off. Hello? Yes, this is Margot Davis. But you have his records. I sent them. Yes, I understand. They can't help me. They haven't seen them. They can't make a decision with it. Thanks for watching!