House ja Cuddy on lentokonees ja joku korealainen mies saa sukeltajantaudin ja laattaa yms muuta mukavaa. Sit lähes kaikki siin koneessa on sillai zomg nyt mä oon varmaan saanu tartunnan kans ja mäki voisin laatata ja täristä ja silleen. Kaikki vaan menee paniikkiin.
Laitti soittaa.
"Hei oikeesti mul koko ajan toi joku kipee ja oikeesti ainaku teen jotain tapahtuu niin ja näin ja mitä jos mä kuolen? ;_____;"
ÄLKÄÄ LUKEKO JOS ETTE HALUU SPOILEI HOUSEN 4.KAUDESTA.
[House's Subconscious/Bus to Afterlife. Day. A bright white light illuminates the bus. House's eyes open suddenly. He looks around confused, sitting in a bus seat, still in his hospital gown. He looks to his right and sees Amber sitting beside him, smiling. She's wearing a pink pantsuit. She's looking away from him, her face radiant, devoid of all her earthly wounds.]
GREG HOUSE: You're dead.
AMBER VOLAKIS: Everybody dies.
GREG HOUSE: Am I dead?
[She turns her head slowly to look at him. He waits expectantly. Shrugging, he turns away again.]
END MUSIC.
AMBER VOLAKIS: Not yet.
GREG HOUSE: Should be.
AMBER VOLAKIS: Why?
GREG HOUSE: Because life shouldn't be random. Because lonely, misanthropic drug addicts should die in bus crashes, and young do-gooders in love, who get dragged out of their apartment in the middle of the night, should walk away clean.
AMBER VOLAKIS: Self-pity isn't like you.
GREG HOUSE: [shrugs] No, well, I'm branching out from self-loathing and self-destruction. [beat] Wilson is gonna hate me.
AMBER VOLAKIS: [playfully] You kind of deserve it.
[House looks at her.]
GREG HOUSE: He's my best friend.
AMBER VOLAKIS: I know.
[Camera focuses on their feet. They're both barefoot. She crosses her feet.]
AMBER VOLAKIS: [leans close to House, whispers] What now?
GREG HOUSE: I could stay here with you.
[She shakes her head.]
AMBER VOLAKIS: [softly] Get off the bus.
[House ponders for a second and shakes his head.]
GREG HOUSE: I can't.
AMBER VOLAKIS: Why not?
GREG HOUSE: Because... [beat, smirks sadly] because it doesn't hurt here. I let it... I don't wanna be in pain. I don't wanna be miserable. And I don't want him to hate me.
AMBER VOLAKIS: Well, you can't always get what you want.
CUE MUSIC: "Passing Afternoon" - Iron and Wine
[On hearing the line from the "poet Jagger", House looks at her. He gets up and starts to walk away from her, towards the bus door. She remains seated.]
# There are times that walk from you #
# Like some passing afternoon #
[Amber watches calmly as he walks off. She smiles as the white light engulfs her.]
# Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon #