I don't know whether put this here or not...
It seems more likely a role-play... though...
Anyway... I wish you'd like it...
And If you did, please write some feedbacks under.. PLEASE?? :(
By the way, if you haven't read my fan fic, you would have no idea who the hell are those people...
A little introduction for those readers....

Dr. Jody Robinson: 32 years old. The head of Neurophysiology department. House and Wilson's mate and colleage. Has pale blonde hair, pale blue eyes. (it might be an important plot!). She always keeps her 'Pride' and tries not to let herself down.

Dr. Emily Granger & Dr. Michael McDaniel : One of doctors from Robinson's team.

Rate: G

NOt mine... Well... The characters from House M.D. is not, but the idea of the diseases are mine! And the characters that I created...

Enjoy~!


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<Opening in the clinic where our Dr. Robinson and her team are preparing for a surgery. Shot on Robinson’s face. Sweaty and looks tired.>

McDaniel: Hey, are you alright? You look pale and tired.

Granger: Yeah… Oh my god, you are sweating, too. May be we should cancel…..

Robinson: NO, (Kind of yelling. Two doctors behind her seem to shock a little). (Turns around and face two doctors) … I’m… I’m fine…. Don’t worry about it.

<An inside shot of Jody’s arm. The muscles goes stiff and the neurons sparks a little>

Robinson: Ouch! (Grabs her arm and lean against the wall)

Granger: Doctor Robinson! (She ran up to Robinson and helps her up) You okay? What’s wrong?

McDaniel: Do you want me to call someone in to get help?

Robinson: (Stands up still. Her arm is shaking a bit. Hold it tight to stop it) No, I’m alright… Just a little cramp, I guess. I’m getting it nearly every day. Don’t worry.

McDaniel: You sure? ‘Cause when we get into the surgery…..

Granger: May be we just have to cancel it. You don’t look so well these days.

Robinson: Well, thank you mother. (Give a look at Granger and McDaniel.) I said I’m fine. (Turns around and face the drawers) Besides, this patient got a tumor in his brain. If you don’t remove it, he will be dead in no time. (Bite her lips and hold on to her arm more tightly)

(McDaniel and Granger change their looks and shrugs)

<Cut into the surgery room; a patient is lying on the table and bunch of doctors are biopsy his brain>

Robinson: According to the MRI, the tumor must be here somewhere…..

(Inside shot to her arm again. The muscles are stiffing and the neurons are sparking like a busy traffic)

(Robinson drops her tool; steps back and grab her arm)

McDaniel: Dr. Robinson, are you alright?

Robinson: …. Just keep doing the surgery….. I’m just a little…..

(Cut to inside of Robinson’s head; neurons on her head go crazy and spark. The scene goes really fuzzy and the sounds echoing itself and Robinson collapse)

Granger: Dr. Robinson! (She ran up to Robinson where she collapsed)

McDaniel: Get some help here!
(Long shot on the surgery room)

<Cut to the opening credit!!! – Yeah, it sounds real... isn’t it??>

(House, yo-yoing in his office. Ducklings ran up)

House: What, the fire alarm went on? I didn’t hear it. May be it was the kid who…..

Cameron: Dr. House, this is an urgent.

House: Is there anything isn’t an urgent to you? What, a runny nose kid cried aloud because it was too scared to look at the needle stick?

Cameron: 34 years old female, a neurosurgeon of this hospital……

House: Whoa, it sounds exactly like someone I know…..

Foreman: Dr. Robinson is in coma. High blood pressure, fever and her muscle is stiffing.

(House looks up at Foreman)

<Cut to the patient room where Robinson’s lying. House and the Ducklings are looking through the glass>

House: When she brought in here?

Chase: This morning.

Foreman: She was doing a surgery.

House: Wow… How’s the poor patient?

(Granger and McDaniel walks up to them in surgery cloak)

Granger: She told us to keep on surgery and she passed out.

House: Huh…. (Keep staring at the room)

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Thanks for the reading... ^^

Dialogue is fine and it's seems an interesting case. Maybe if you plan it to be prose rather than script it would benefit from some additonal scene setting description. Or if you want to keep it this way then it's probably worth having a shot at the RPG here. :)

Do have to take slight issue with your icon though. D'arcy? Who da man? Colin Firth da man! :)

Cheers for the read!


Benj

ha.. Thanks for the comments... :rolleyes:
First Feed back ever!! :D

Darcy^^

Who da man? Matthew MacFadyen!!!

You gotto see the new movie!

I'm going to see on Sunday~ :rolleyes:

Isn't he so fetching?? :)

Geez.. Thanks for those generous readers...
I wish it suits you well....

Some description of the newest character;

Mr. Robinson: About 50~60. dark hair that's turning to grey, tall, always wearing suits. A proud man but doesn't seem to care about his daughter.

Mrs. Robinson: Mid 40. Long brown hair, tall and slick.

Christine: The new patient. 18 years old school girl. Blonde and thin.

Rate: G

Again, the characters, the real ones are owned by great script writer, David Shore. But the diseases and the original characters are mine~

I think that's about it.... It's gonna be a bit long...

DARCY RULZ!!! ;) (Matthew MacFadyen)

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<Cut to the office. House, duckling and Robinson’s team are there. House is writing on the board, Fever, High Blood Pressure, Muscle Stiffness, Fatigue, Coma>

House: We’re in luck. These many symptoms at once, (turns around to the people)

Cameron: It wasn’t just a fever. The fever was through out the roof

Foreman: If we didn’t put the antibiotics, her brain will be fried in no time

House: Do you have to say it? It’s kinda gross to think of Brain Fries (The ducklings stares at him) Fine; I will put ‘High’ in front of ‘Fever’ (And do so)

Granger: She didn’t seem so well since like a couple of months ago.

House: (Staring at the board for a minutes and turn to the people) so, what would cause these? Differential Diagnosis, people

Cameron: SLE?

House: Effects on hypothalamus of the brain by Lupus….

(House writes it)

Granger: Or it could be a tumor.

McDaniel: Or a Leptospirosis. (Looks at House)

House: Talking like a neurosurgeon.

(House writes it)

Chase: Crimean-Congo hemorrhagic fever?

(House writes it down)

McDaniel: But she never been to over seas as far as I know. She never takes a vacation.

Granger: I though her little brother lives in England, and he visits her sometimes. He could have brought it in.

Chase: Hemorrhagic Fever also can be genetic, too

Cameron: Sorry, no family history of Hemorrhagic Fever, and she never been to over seas. Not since early last year.

(House crosses out Crimean-Congo hemorrhagic fever)

House: What else?

Chase: It can be Kineferter’s, by the look of her family history,

Cameron: She’s not even forty yet, and it wouldn’t explain coma, either.

(House writes ‘Kineferter’s disease’ and put the question mark next to it)

House: Kineferter’s can be caused a bit faster and if it gets worse, it can cause coma. She’s been sick for several months. It is a possibility. Anything else?

Foreman: Meningitis

(House writes it)

Chase: Sorry, no rash, (House crosses out Meningitis)

Cameron: (Faces McDaniel and Granger) did she ever complain about neck pain at all?

McDaniel: I do not know, not really (Looks at Granger)

Granger: She doesn’t usually say anything like that at all

McDaniel: She seems to be having a problem with her arm and shoulder, mostly.

Foreman: Then it’s more likely Polymyalgia rheumatica

House: Or Encephalitis or Parkinson’s.

(House writes all down and turns around to the people)

Foreman: Or it could be something like drug uses…..

McDaniel: I never seen her with any pills around

House: Well, let’s don’t get too personal. She can be a very nasty lair you know
(Cameron and Foreman changes the looks)

House: Easy ones first. (To Foreman) put her into a clean room and get her CPK, and Hemoglobin. Testing for Polymyalgia rheumatica, (To chase) put her into thin blood test and brain MRI, (To Cameron) Get ANA and get a cup of pee. The tests for Lupus. (To Granger and McDaniel) And you two…. (Pauses) well, do your job. It’s none of my business what you do.
(All of them walked out)

<Cut to Wilson is staring through the clean room where Robinson’s lying, and House walks to him>

Wilson: (Still staring at the room between the blinds gap) got anything yet?

House: (Stands next to Wilson and staring) too many symptoms at same time can be a good thing but it can get really annoying, too.

Wilson: (Looks at House) how come she didn’t say anything at all, if she was this worse?

House: (Still staring) may be to tell someone that she is sick can be a kind of humiliation for her

Wilson: (Turns his head and back on staring and says nothing.)

<Cut to Foreman in MRI room, the machine makes a noise and Robinson get inside>

<Cut to Chase looking up the thin blood test result>

<Cut to Cameron in the lab, mix things and see>

<Cut to an exam room; House and a teenage school girl Christine, in her school uniform. House is examining her>

Christine: (House takes out a thermometer from her mouth) I don’t know since when, but I got this fuzzy headache and feel really tired. I think it’s just flu or something.

House: (Sees her body temperature and throws it into the bin) probably you are right. (Turns back to her) it is weird, though, having flu in the middle of summer.

Christine: I though people catches the flu when their body temperature were not stable. Like moving really cold place to hot, like coolly air conditioned library to out side.

House: And then those viruses squeeze themselves to your throat. (Holds up the book and glance over it ‘100 ways to write a winning essay’) umm…. ‘100 ways to write a winning essay’, are you just bringing with you so look smarter or just because you need this kind of stuff?

Christine: (Snatches the book from House, and says angrily) I’m not here to talk to you about what I do for my school work. I’m sick, alright?

House: Not so good at school? I’m telling you, this kind of stuff is not going to work for anyone.

Christine: I think whatever you believe in, if you try to get it you can. It’s just not that easy.

House: ‘‘Try’ is an empty word of action,’ ever heard of it?

Christine: That’s what people say just because they are too lazy to seek it.

House: How old are you?

Christine: 18,

House: Too much pressure on students, these days; especially for someone of your own age. Over-powered parents?

Christine: It’s not because of my parents. I, I really want to be good when I grow up…. Get a good job and whole….

House: Oh, so you are total dreamer and a nerd (writes something down)

Christine: (Looks annoying) just tell me what I got and what I do

House: That’s what the people think, isn’t it, about the doctors? The people in a fancy lab coat tell what kind of illness they got. (Christine stares) Alright, all you have to do is take a vacation and relax a little. Your brain engine is nearly over-heated. You might need a mental support.

Christine: (Stares at House for a moment) oh, Okay…. Thanks.
(Christine shrugs and walks out. House stares at her for a moment and walks out. Stacy walks up to House)

Stacy: How’s she?

House: (starts to walk) it was nothing. Too much pressure on study.

Stacy: (Walks with House to elevator) no, you know what I mean. You are just avoiding it.

House: (the elevator opens and Cameron walks out but wait near Stacy and House. House glances at her once but walks into elevator) you know, there are too many ‘she’ around here. Can you just give me the name? ‘Cause I’m not good at logical thing.

(House walks into the elevator and Cameron walks back in)

Stacy: She is my friend too, you know. I need to know ho w she is

House: If you want to know you can go and see her. Though she won’t say anything to you. (Elevator door shuts on Stacy’s annoyed face)

(Inside the elevator)

Cameron: (staring at the door) you could tell her how Dr. Robinson is doing

House: That would be too easy. It’s really fun to watch someone gets curious about things.

Cameron: It’s not that. You just wanted to watch her suffer that’s all. (Cameron looks at House. House don’t say anything but staring at the door)

<Cut to the office, House, team and Wilson’s there>

Chase: No tumor. It was clean. Well, her brain was a bit bigger than the others; less cerebrum cortex than the normal people. (Looking at Foreman and Cameron)

Wilson: May be that’s way her brain reacts that badly; if it’s dry, it heated much faster.

Cameron: (Looking through the file) the test result for Lupus was negative. And no special drug uses that I could find, except for some aspirins.

Foreman: And it’s not Polymyalgia rheumatica. The tests were all normal.

Chase: (To Wilson) how about a cancer on her brain?

Wilson: (Shakes his head) the brain tumor patients could get a stroke, but get into coma is unusual, and it should show on MRI and thin blood tests.

Foreman: And her fever has not been changed. May be we should put her onto some more antibiotics to cool her down a little. And if it was Encephalitis, it should have made her better from the time we started to put on her.

(Every one looking at House who is thinking about something)

Chase: What is it, then?

House: (holds up his head after a while) no idea, (House looks at the doorway where a fifty something man and about mid forty women in a suit are standing)

Mrs. Robinson: Excuse me, are you Doctor House? (Everyone looks at the door way)

House: I think it’s a bit of joke when you can read the sign right on the door.

Mr. Robinson: I’m Jody’s father, (at this point, House stares at Mr. and Mrs. Robinson) the hospital administrator says she’s sick…..

House: (To Cameron) …..Show them where the room is. (To the rest of them) And you guys get a lumbar puncture and blood tests.

(Everyone leaves)

<Cut to the room where Robinson’s parents are staring at Robinson through the glass, Cameron talking to them>

Mr. Robinson: So what is causing it?

Cameron: Well, we don’t know yet…..

Mr. Robinson: Yeah, right. This is just great….. (Mr. Robinson walks away from the glass and Mrs. Robinson follows. Left Cameron alone)

Hello... It's getting longer and longer....
I beg you for patience and keep on track...
The characters are same with the upper one.

Rate: G (I don't get why the people are writing this... Well... It's 'M' rate on TV)

I think that's about it, my dearest, generous readers.
I thank you and beg your pardon, if this disgusted you.
I kindly concern about your own good and please kindly inform me if there are some mistakes.

I am, yours, faithfully,

Mrs. Darcy ^^

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<Cut to House on the cafeteria with Wilson>

Wilson: Have you ever met Jody’s parents before?

House: (cutting his steak) I’ve seen dad on TV

Wilson: I though you know them

House: Why should I? (Take a bite) I don’t know dad personally.

Wilson: You don’t remember when he came up to the clinic and yell at Jody?

House: Whoa, it’s really big of him. Cuddy won’t let him do that

Wilson: I don’t know why dad doesn’t want his daughter to become a doctor. (Push his dish away)

House: Today’s doctors cannot get the jobs ‘Cause there’s too many of them. (Beeper goes off and House looks at it)

Wilson: (Tries to see House’s pager) what is it?

House: (Looks up at Wilson) our ‘she’ is awake.

<Cut to out side of hospital. Another happy (?) day~>
(Robinson’s room. Robinson is still sleeping, House enters and taps Robinson)

(Robinson opens her eyes and looks at House with a smile)

Robinson: …..Hey……

House: Hey…. How are you feelin’?

(Robinson turns her head to the monitor and reads it out)

Robinson: Well, let me see… Heart rate seems good; body temperature is a bit high, but alright.

House: Good.

(Cameron, Foreman and Chase enters)

Robinson: (smiles at Ducklings) Hey… I didn’t know I was this popular….

Chase: (smiling and sits on Robinson’s bed side) Hey, Dr. Robinson, how are you feeling?

Robinson: (weird stare at Chase) I’m… I’m fine….. (To the other doctors) I think I’m good to work now. I got two brain surgeries in a row.

Foreman: (laughs) not so fast. You’ve got to have a test. You were in coma for nearly two days.

Robinson: (looks around at the doctors around her and makes her face)

Chase: What?

Robinson: it’s nothing… it feels funny. It’s usually me who is staring down at the people.

Foreman; yeh, right, (Shakes his head, and the doctors walks out)

<Cut to Robinson and Wilson walks down the corridor; Robinson is still wearing patient’s gown>

Robinson: (Looks down at her gown) this gown is really uncomfortable… And looks really ugly, too. I never notice it.

Wilson: (laughs) the other patients are wearing it all the time. What’s the difference between surgery gown and patient gown?

Robinson: Patients can’t complain. Because they think they are dying, and they have to do all the things to save their lives. That’s why they don’t care about how they look. But I do. I’m not sick. (Smiles and slightly nods at a nurse who passes the way down to the clinic and nurse nods and smiles back)And I work here.

Wilson: (smirks) Right, you care more about how much sick you are than how you looks?

Robinson: (looks at Wilson) Of course I care about sick things. I’m a doctor, remember?

(Wilson turns to the counter and signs some files. Robinson waits for Wilson behind him)

(A bunch of roses appears in front of Robinson who seems surprise)

Chase: (Smiles) Hey, here I got something for you.

(Robinson breathing hardly and hold her chest)

Chase: You okay? What’s wrong?

Wilson: (Wilson turns back at Robinson who is hardly breathing and looks at the roses and Chase. Yelling) put those away! She has an allergic to roses! (Robinson collapsed and Wilson supports her) Get her back to her room!

<Long shot through the clinic where the nurses crowd around>

<Start of next day>

(Cut to Robinson’s room where she is breathing of an oxygen mask and sleeping)

(Cut to the Diagnosis Office)
(Everyone is staring at Wilson and Chase)

Wilson: (yelling at Chase) what were you thinking!

Chase: (sounds confused) I… I didn’t know!

Wilson: Thanks to you that she had asthma attack 3 minutes after she walked out of the room!

House: (Turns around from the sink) hey, hey… Settle this like doctors. It was just an asthma attack. (To Chase) There’s a lesson that you learn; not all the women are falling for roses.

(Chase looks uncomfortable. Foreman and Cameron give a look at Chase)

House: Now all we can do is waiting for Miss ‘Allergy to Roses’ to wake back up again. (Drinks his coffee)

<Cut to House in his office alone playing his Game boy, Granger walks to the door >

Granger: (knocks on the door) Dr. House,

House: (keep playing Game Boy) yeah, what is it? I told you it’s none of my business what you do. (Put the Game Boy down and pops his Vicodin)

Granger: (walks into his office and sits opposite side of House) I’m just… umm... Is… Is Dr. Robinson gonna be okay?

House: (Looks at Granger for a moment. Get back with his Game Boy) it depends on the test result.

Granger: Don’t… Don’t you be worried?

House: (Put his Game Boy down and makes an annoying face) is there any specific reason that I should be worried?

Granger: I though she was your friend,

House: (says nothing but stares at Granger)

Granger: She worries about you whenever something’s up. Like last time when Vogler was here…..

House: Oh, you mean when you voted to kick your boss out?

Granger: (Looks confuse) I… I…. She said it was okay. We… we had no choice!

House: Sure, she said it was okay to kick her butt out of her job.

Granger: (nearly in tears) I… We…. Excuse me…. (Covers her mouth with her hands and walks away)

(House stares at Granger’s back who is walking away)

<Cut to the lab, Chase, Foreman and Cameron are there.>

Foreman: (Leans against the desk) did you see Dr. Granger?

Chase: Yeah, she was crying….

Cameron: (gets her eyes off from microscope) why?

Chase: (Shrugs) No idea,

Foreman: The only thing I know is she was in House’s office right before she burst out.

Cameron: ha…. (Thinking about something)

(Cut to House’s office at night. House is getting ready to go. Cameron walks in)

Cameron: What did you do to Dr. Granger?

House: (turns around looks surprise) Whoa. What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack? (Get back to his packing)

Cameron: Emily care about Dr. Robinson.

House: (Still packing) oh, since when did you people turned into first-name term? Oh, right, it’s something from the book, isn’t it?

Cameron: (Put her hands on her hips and speaks in strict tone. Something like your teacher when you didn’t do your assignment and beg for another week) it’s not the answer that I asked for.

House: (Looks around. Looking for something) I didn’t do anything.

Cameron: If you didn’t do anything, why did she burst out with tears?

House: (Stops packing. Sighs and turns to Cameron) Why does it matters to you what the other people are doing?

Cameron: (paused) because… because I think, if you care about the other people makes them to care about you.

House: (paused and stares at Cameron for a moment) that sounds very calculated. How long did it take to figure out? (Looks at his watch and get his bag) Whoa, it’s time for me to go home .You lock the door. (And walks away, left Cameron behind his office. Cameron, stares at House’s back)

Greetings, my fellow House fans,
I'm here to takes some risks by putting another rubbish here.
I absolutely hope that with your generous mind, you could understand my lack of wisdom and my hopeless desire of nice feedbacks from your kind hearts.
(Trying to be sound like 19th Century-ish :rolleyes: )

Here are some plots....;

[/QUOTE]Chase: We don’t even know what she has yet.

House: Oh, right. We were a bit off track. ‘Cause she was sleeping all day long like a sleeping beauty waiting for the Prince charming that’s not holding any bunch of roses.[/QUOTE]

Not mine, FOX owns House M.D.

I hope you enjoy it...

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<Next day of clinic>

<Cut to Robinson’s room. Her monitor is normal. She tries to move her right hand to rub her eyes>

(Cut to RPG of Robinson’s arm muscle. It gets stiff and tight)

Robinson: (Grab her arm and bites her lips) Ouch… (To Robinson’s face; Looks confuse and puzzled) what’s wrong…

(Cut to Diagnosis Office.)

House: (From the sink) so, she’s awake, huh?

Foreman: Yeah, shouldn’t we visit her or something?

House: Probably (Getting a cup of coffee and sits on a chair)

Chase: We don’t even know what she has yet.

House: Oh, right. We were a bit off track. ‘Cause she was sleeping all day long like a sleeping beauty waiting for the Prince charming that’s not holding any bunch of roses.

(Chase looks uncomfortable)

Cameron: (Goes through the test results) she was negative with all the tests we ran.

Foreman: Not all of them. We couldn’t do the tests for Parkinson’s.

Chase: But the lumbar puncture didn’t pick up anything.

House: (Looks at Chase) sometimes, it doesn’t pick up anything, or nothing.

Cameron: So, what do we do?

House: (Thinks about something for a while and picks up his cane) we are going to pay a friendly visit to the awaken beauty who locked up in the bed.

<Cut to Robinson’s room; House, Ducklings are there>

Foreman: So, how are you feelin’?

Robinson: Alright,

Chase: (Looks sorry) look, I’m really sorry…. I didn’t know….

Robinson: (Smiles) it’s alright. You didn’t know. May be it’s my fault that I’m a bizarre when it comes to my health. Thanks for the flowers by the way. They were really pretty. It’s a pity that I can’t put them on my bed side.

Foreman: Anything that’s keep bothering you?

Robinson: Not really…. (Thinks about it for a while) hey, if you can, can you get me some pizza down the way?

Foreman: Why, don’t like the foods here?

Robinson: I don’t eat any cafeteria foods.

Cameron: The foods here aren’t cafeteria foods. All the foods here are perfectly safe.

Robinson: Ever been to patient room 24? The guy there gets those tiny presents and visits nearly every day. And he’s not even gonna die. The only people who are coming to visit are you guys; it’s an envious jealousy.

Cameron: You know, actually, your parents….

House: Your dad was here.

Robinson: (Looks shock) huh?

House: Cuddy called them

Robinson: Oh my god…. Did he see me like this?

Cameron: They were here when you were still in coma

Robinson: (Thinking about something and House is staring at her) oh… Okay… Thanks…

Foreman: So… We will come back later some times.

Robinson: Huh? Oh, yeah… Bye

<Cut to Diagnosis Office; House is getting a cup of coffee>

Foreman: She looks good. May be she is really good to go

Cameron: She just woke up from asthma attack that linked into a stroke.

Chase: Yeah, but she looks okay, you can’t deny it. (Everyone gives a look at Chase) What?

Cameron: (Looks at House) what was that about?

House: (Looks back at Cameron) what was about what?

Cameron: I told her, her parent paid a visit, and you said her dad did.

House: (Turns back with his coffee cup on his hand) Oh, didn’t you hear? Her mommy died like twenty years ago. That was her step-mother. Didn’t you notice that the woman was too much younger than her husband?

Cameron: (Looks confuse a little and drops her head) oh… Okay…

Foreman: I think I saw them from some where before. I just can’t remember where…

House: (Sits down on a seat and put his feet on the table) it wouldn’t be from your supermarket. They live in New York City. From TV, may be?

Chase: Oh! Then he was…

House: Yep, that Mr. Billionaire. More like Vogler, but he doesn’t sell drugs and doesn’t care about the hospitality. (Takes a sip of his coffee)

(Cameron, Chase and Foreman look shock)

Foreman: Wow… Then Dr. Robinson would be…

House: Ah-ah, not any more fancy-princess. The money tossed over to her little bro.

Cameron: Why?

House: So this is about that ‘care about someone makes them care about you’ thingy, isn’t it? Too bad, I don’t know. Go and ask Robinson. You’d better take your baba with you. It will take a while.

Cameron: Mr. Robinson didn’t look so worried,

House: Why would he? He got his back-up.

Cameron: Whatever the reason is she is his daughter isn’t it?

House: Fine, go and tell the man that. See what he says back.

(Everyone looks each other and House looks at them and gets another sip of coffee)

Greetings, again.
I hope with my all heart that you are well.
Is this getting too board, or too long?
Then please, I beg you, my dearest readers, say something.
I was so please to see that many people are reading this and I guess tha t means you are enjoying it.

Rate: G
Not mine... FOX ownes House M.D.
BUT! This weird(?) diseases and circumstances are the little creation from my head... HAHA
Here are some plots...;

Enjoy~

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<Another day begins~>

<Cut to Robinson’s room Robinson twisted on her bed, groaning... Foreman walks in>

Foreman: Hey, (Smiles and pulls out a folder) here for the final check. Then you can go back to work. (Looks over at Robinson) Hey, you okay?

(Robinson screams and grabs her arm)

<Cut to Robison’s room where Robinson’s sleeping>

<Cut to Diagnosis Office; House, Ducklings and Wilson’s there>

House: She got better and got worse again in few hours. (Writes MUSLCE ACHE)

Cameron: (Looking at the file) and her kidneys are failing. I think it starts since she got here. (Makes a face) this is really complicated.

Foreman: All we did when she admitted was put her into Antibiotics. But it didn’t work good enough.

House: Which means, it’s not Encephalitis. (Crosses off ‘ENCEPHALITIS)

Chase: But the test result was negative for Encephalitis.

House: Yep, but focal area of brain inflammation is a tricky stuff. (Looks at Chase’s side) you could have missed it. (Chase makes ‘Huh’ face at House. Chase did this test)

Foreman: But what did we do wrong from the first place? She didn’t have kidney problem when she just got in.

Wilson: Too much Antibiotics can cause kidney problems.

Foreman: (Looks at Wilson) It was only 20 cc. It’s the standard measure.

Chase: Allergic reaction?

Cameron: Then what made her temperature change? If it was allergic reaction, why didn’t she react right away just like that roses? (Chase looks uncomfortable again and gives a look at Cameron)

Foreman: May be it’s another symptom.

Wilson: But it doesn’t match with anything else. Besides, as long as she isn’t some kind of reptile, she couldn’t just change her body temperature all by herself.

Chase: Then what would cause the kidney failure? She really did cool herself down or Antibiotics did something.

House: (Staring at the board where it says, ‘KIDNEY FAILURE’ but cross it off and turns around to the people) Too much fantasy movies. Anything that she has can cause kidney failure. Let’s think about what it tells us first.

Foreman: Umm… It’s not something that caused by bacteria, then she should have get better from the time we put her into Antibiotics.

Cameron: Then it’s something that causes by virus.

Chase: (Makes a wry face) then what kind of virus causes the muscle ache?

(Everyone looks at House who is thinking)

Foreman: What are we going to do?

House: Easy, she needs a kidney transplant.

Chase: It will take more than two days, and her kidneys are failing too fast. We have no time for that.

(House, thinking)

Cameron: Dr. House?

(House pulls up his head after a while)

House: Only one thing. Wait her kidneys to heal

(Everyone makes a weird face)

Cameron: Didn’t you hear? Her kidneys are failing not getting better,

House: (Thinking, looking the board) some people, (Turns back to the people in the office) don’t affect by Antibiotics but Antibody attacks it. And by that the Antibiotics gets waste, counts as too much, makes the kidney a mush.

Foreman: So you are saying is we should put her off Antibiotics?

Chase: Then how about her fever, it will turn her brain into mush!

House: (Looks around) unless you got better idea?

(Team changes their looks)

(Cut to Robinson’s room where Robinson still in sleep; House and Wilson is staring at Ducklings from the out side of the room)

(Foreman gets the tube that Antibiotics are getting into Robinson's vein. Foreman looks at House and House nods.)

(Foreman sighs and shakes his head. Stop the medicine and leaves Robinson with nothing)

<Cut to next day>

(Cut to Jody’s room. Jody is still asleep)

(Cut to exam room Christine is sitting on the bench. House walks in. Paused in the door way and stares)

House: (Walks into the exam room and sit on the trolley) I told you to go easy on it. (Pulls out a lollipop out of his pocket and offers on to Chris) Is it HSC season already?

Christine: (Takes the lollipop from House) yep, (unwrapping the lollipop) I got a week to go all through American history.

House: (sucking his lollipop) so what’s wrong, Miss ‘I Got a Week to Live’?

Christine: (Laughs) I feel really tired and a bit stiff… May be I’m just tired. Actually I’m here just because my Aunt wanted me to come…

(House notice that Chris’s leg is jerking)

House: Wait, did you feel that?

Christine: Feel what?

House: Your leg, it’s twitching…

Christine: (Looks down at her leg) Oh… Really,

(House pulls out that small hammer and start to examining her reflection on her legs left one’s fine, but right one didn’t move)

Christine: Oh… it doesn’t reflect,

(House sits on the trolley again and writes a memo)

Christine: (Tries to see what House is writing) what are you doing?

House: I will call nurse to draw some blood. (Stands up and walks to the door)

Christine: (Looks up at House on the door way) Ah… What is it? Why do you have to draw my blood for? What do I have?

House: We’ll see after you run some tests, alright? (House walks out and left Christine in the room alone. Christine looks at the door way with puzzled look)

(Cut to the Clinic corridor. Dr. Cuddy walks up to House on the counter, signing some files.)

Cuddy: What did you do?

House: (Looks back at Cuddy with shocking look) Whoa, is it fun, to watch a cripple jumps up? (Back to work)

Cuddy: (Tries to get House’s attention but House doesn’t look at her) You put Dr. Robinson off Antibiotics and you know that she’s having abnormal fever?

House: (Starts to walk up) Is Chase still rattles up to you when I know he does right now?

Cuddy: (Catching up with House) You think her kidneys will put themselves back? It’s getting worse.

House: (Pushes the elevator button) It just has been a day! What do you know what would happen?

Cuddy: You (Pointing at House who is staring at elevator door) are going to kill her.

House: Is it the first time that you telling me I’m gonna kill someone? (elevator door opens and House walks in and stares at Cuddy) And she didn’t tell me that she’s dying, so that won’t be my fault if she’s gonna die. (Cuddy stares at House severely and House stares her back for a moment. The door nearly shots himself but House reopens the door with his hand) Doctors are not healers. They cannot save all the sick people. But they don’t let the people die either. (Cuddy and House stares each other) She’s my patient and I'm not going to just let her die...Don't worry.... (Cuddy stares at House and the elevator door close right in front of her face)

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Hey... It's 10:40 p.m. here...
I got nothing to do and I don't feel like sleep...
I'm having a problem with sleeping these days..
I feel really tired and sleepy when I wake up.
And I'm having the jerks on my leg.
What's gonna happen.... I'm kinda worried, but my dear old mother's saying nothing and cannot be care less...
Anyway... Here is goes....
Some plots:

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<Cut to next day>

<Cut to Robinson’s room; She is breathing into the oxygen mask. Her monitor seems normal>

<Cut to Diagnosis Office where Ducklings are, House walks in>

(House, goes up to the sink and getting a cup of coffee)

Foreman: (smirks and looks at House. House seats on his seat and put his feet on the table) Congratulations, Dr. Robinson seems okay.

House: (holds up his cup) Cheers! (drinks a sip of coffee)

Cameron: So what do we do now?

House: Kidneys are fine, so we earned some time to figure this damn thing out.

Chase: We don’t even know what the damn thing she’s got.

House: (Looks at Chase) Well, that’s the damn thing that we are working at, isn’t it? (Everyone looks at House and House walks up to his board and picks up his mark) So it isn’t Typhus, that would have make a little difference,

Foreman: Wait, we didn’t talk about it being ‘Typhus’!

House: (Looks back at Foreman and smirks) Oh, you are working on this care too? I though I’m the only one, (Foreman makes ‘huh’ face) okay… Umm… (Thinking and stares at his board) What is it then… (Turns around to the people) What do you guys think?

Cameron: Don’t know… It’s, It’s complicated…

House: Just, just say something comes out from your head,

Chase: May be the kidney problem was the symptom

House: (Makes an annoying face at Chase) All those symptoms she got now can cause the kidney problem. (Walking around the room) Infection, high blood pressure… (House pauses and stops in front of board and thinking)

(Everyone stares at House and changes their looks)

Foreman: What?

House: (Turns around to the Cameron) Go and get another cup of pee.

Chase: We already went through this. This wasn’t caused by any kind of drugs,

House: Cameron said there was nothing, except for some painkillers,

Foreman: So? You think the painkillers caused this kidney failure?

House: And it explains high blood pressure.

Cameron: It wasn’t absurd amount, it was like 15 grams

House: Some doctors, (pulls out his Vicodin bottle) give away some pain killers, but some of those patients take it, and the painkillers kill the people instead of pain. (Pops his Vicodin) Poor things,

Cameron: But it was,

House: If she is that kind of medical bizarre and takes 15 grams of pain killers every day, it’s enough to box her kidneys and pulls up her blood pressure to the roof.

Foreman: (Makes a weird face) That’s like two in a thousand shot. How can you tell?

House: (Stares at Foreman) She told us, that she’s a medical bizarre when it comes to her health. (Everyone stares at him. House stands up) And I got a hunch that much better than yours. (Takes out the marker) So, let’s don’t think about ‘high blood pressure’ (crosses it out) and ‘kidney failure’. (Crosses it out as well. Fever, muscle ache, muscle stiffness, coma, stroke are on the board now) So what is it? (Looks back at Ducklings)

Cameron: It’s more likely Parkinson’s,

Chase: We haven’t run the tests for it yet,

Foreman: We couldn’t, she cannot move her right arm at all. And it’s spreading to the other side.

House: (Writes ‘PARKINSON’S’ on the board) Okay, and what else?

Foreman: Lupus?

Cameron: The test for Lupus was negative

Chase: It is another possibility,

(House writes, ‘LUPUS’, ‘Poliomyelitis’, ‘Kwashiorkor’)

Cameron: (To House) So you want me to run those tests?

House: It will take a time which we don’t have.

Foreman: So what do we do?

House: We need to cut her open,

Chase: You want to do a kidney biopsy? You think it’s Lupus?

House: Nope. But just in case.

(Cut to Cuddy’s face. House is in Cuddy’s office)

Cuddy: There’s no way, you are going to cut her open. It’s too risky

House: (Looks impatient) Come on, I mean this isn’t the first time that I do something, and well you say, risky

Cuddy: You didn’t even run the second test. (Put the file away) And you are not even sure of it.

House: It takes time that we are running out of.

Cuddy: It wouldn’t take longer than…

House: Her muscle, (stares at Cuddy) is stiffing. It’s spreading to the other side of her body.

(Cuddy stares at House for a moment)

Cuddy: When can you get her ready?

House: This afternoon.

<Cut to Robinson’s room. She’s awake now. Cameron walks into the room>

Cameron: Dr. Robinson, Dr. House scheduled you for a kidney biopsy, (hands out a file and a pen) if you can just sign here…

Robinson: (Looks down at the file for a while and takes it with her left hand and signs it) You think it’s Lupus?

Cameron: Well, it can be Parkinson’s or something else, but Dr. House wants to run this test first.

Robinson: (Hands the file and pen to Cameron and stares)

Cameron: What is it?

Robinson: I don’t think I can make it

Cameron: What are you talking about?

Robinson: (Nearly in tears) This is just hopeless. There’s no chance. It’s getting worse every day…

Cameron: (Put her hand on Robinson’s left shoulder) Dr. Robinson,

Robinson: Tell me then, you don’t even know what I have right now. This is just…

Cameron: That negative attitude of yours isn’t going to make you better,

Robinson: Or worse.

Cameron: Or better doctor, (Robinson stares at Cameron. Cameron hands her some tissues)

Robinson: (Weeps herself) Thanks… When do we do it?

Cameron: This afternoon. 4 o’ clock. (Looks at Robinson for a moment) You okay?

Robinson: (Looks up and nods) Yeah,

<Cut to the surgery room. Foreman, Granger and McDaniel are doing the biopsy. House and Wilson are staring down at the surgery room>

Wilson: (Staring down) You sure about this?

House: Let’s find out,

<Monitor makes a noise>

Granger: Oh, no…

McDaniel: She’s having a seizure!

Granger: We’ve got to stop this,

(Doctors crowds around. The monitor keeps make the noise)

Hi,
I really like the script format. The "baba" comment made me laugh. Very good characterization. Keep going
-Melissa

Well, thank you so much!
That really means alot...
I got that 'baba' part from an epic. I think it was from 'control'.
When House says, "Oh, story time, I will get my baba"
I'm keep working on that disease that Robinson got.
It's pretty obvious one, but it gets pretty complicated when the doctors starts the medicine.
OOPS! Spoiler~
Anyway thanks for your kind comments... :)

Greetings,
I hope with all my heart, that you are well.
The fic is still in process and I've been kinda busy...
So I think it will take a while for the next one.
The yearly exams are coming up.
2 weeks ahead!
Please pray for me... HAHA

ENJOY!
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<Next day>

<Cut to Robinson’s room. She is breathing into the oxygen mask again>

<Cut to Diagnosis Office. Cuddy is there>

Cuddy: Great, she had a seizure during the biopsy. We don’t know whether she’s gonna be okay or not.

Chase: What do we do now, we have no idea what she’s got and she had a seizure during a surgery. She’s getting worse and worse every day. (Looks at House)

(Everyone looks at House. House, staring at the board, thinking)

Cuddy: House, you nearly killed Dr. Robinson.

House: Again, this isn’t the first time that I nearly kill someone (Everyone stares at him) Okay, I screwed it up, but I’m sure that I will revive her back. (Everyone still stares at him and House makes an annoying face) Oh right, I’m so sorry that I screwed it up… Again… (Same reaction) Come on; let’s don’t waste any precious time to tell me how much I screwed. Let’s think about what she has.

Chase: Then there’s nothing left. It is Parkinson’s.

Cameron: There’s no family history of it…

Foreman: Only 25% of them are genetic. It can be something environmental or something else.

Cameron: Her parents, I mean, her dad looks fine.

Chase: How about her brother?

Foreman: We don’t know. That’s the one who we never met,

Cameron: He lives in Britain. We can’t just call him here just because to see him.

House: (Looks at the door) I don’t think we have to, (House points to the door and everyone stares. A tall boy with mid-length dark hair standing on the door way)

<Cut to out side. Nick Robinson is sitting on the bench. Chase hands him a cup of coke and sits next to him.>

Nick: Thanks, (Opens it and drinks a little) So, how is she?

Chase: She… Umm… She had a seizure during a kidney biopsy yesterday,

Nick: So, what's going happen to her?

Chase: I’m sorry. But we don’t know.

Nick: This is all my fault, (Nearly in tears)

Chase: Hey, hey, this isn’t…

Nick: The spider, I brought into the house and it bit her. I don’t know what kind it was… I’m sorry…

(Chase looks shock (?))

<Cut to the Diagnosis Office>

Chase: A spider. She has been bitten by one.

Cameron: You are saying…

House: (Turns around to Ducklings) Widow black spider. Defiantly possible.

Foreman: So, you think that’s the cause? The spider bite?

House: (Sits on the seat and put his feet on the table) Nope,

Chase: (Makes a wry face) Why?

House: (Looks at Chase) You think Robinson’s an idiot?

Chase: (Shock) What? Why would I think that?

House: She’s a doctor. She knows what to do at that kind of emergency. Every doctor would know unless they are a bunch of idiots. (Stands up)

Foreman: So what do we do?

House: (Thinking for a moment but walks to the door way) Dunno, (To Chase) You, talk to that little boy. And rest of you? Umm… Run some tests as much as you can, (Turns around and mutters) If she can afford that much tests… (Walks away)

<Cut to the hall. House is signing some files and Wilson walks up to him>

Wilson: House!

House: (Keep on working) What, the test result back?

Wilson: The tests? (Pauses) Oh, that girl,

House: Yep (turns around to Wilson) What is it?

Wilson: (Pulls out a brain MRI and hands it to House) A tumor. On the hypothalamus along side Broca’s Area.

House: (Looks at the MRI through the light) Umm… She talked fine, (Hands it back to Wilson and starts to walk away)

Wilson: (Catching up with House) We need to talk to the patient, (Looks at House, but House still walking. Paying no attention to Wilson) House!

(House, finally turns around in front of elevator and press the button)

House: (Mimic Wilson) What!

Wilson: Do you have any idea what Jody got?

(Elevator opens and House walks in)

House: Not yet

(They stare at each other for a while)

Wilson: (Still stares at House) So… You are just going to let her die?

House: (Stares at Wilson) It’s not me what makes her dying… (Wilson still stares and vice versa) It’s her pride what makes her that way, (The door shuts in front of Wilson’s confused rather sad face)

<Cut to the bench where Chase and Nick Robinson are sitting and talking>

Nick: So… It’s not because of that spider bite?

Chase: Think so,

Nick: Then what is it?

Chase: Sorry, we don’t know yet. (Nick sighs and Chase stares at him) Don’t worry, we will find it out soon.

Nick: … Thanks…

Chase: (Takes out his pen and gets ready to write) So, did she say anything about it? Nothing at all?

Nick: Not really… She doesn’t say things like that much. She looked tired the last time I saw her,

Chase: (Writes something down) Did she say nothing? Nothing at all?

Nick: No really… I don’t know what’s going on her life anymore… We’ve all been so busy…

Chase: (Says nothing, but nods)

<Cut to the exam room where Christine, Wilson and House are>

Wilson: I’m so sorry to tell you this, but I think you have a tumor in your brain. Near your hypothalamus where…

Christine: Where the brain controls the muscle movement, yes, I know. So that’s the cause of that jerk on the leg? And, and fatigue? (Wilson changes some kind of impressive look with House)

Wilson: Ah… Yes. It’s quiet big, but it was lucky that we caught it early. I already inform it to Dr. McDaniel, and he says he can get the schedule first thing in the morning.

Christine: (Confuses) Wait, tomorrow morning? No, I can’t,

Wilson: (Changes another look with House) Ah… You have…

Christine: I heard what you said, but I can’t! It’s my HSC exams. I waited for it since I was in year 9! Can’t we wait? Just for a week?

Wilson: (Looks confuse) Umm… I wouldn’t advise you waiting. The tumor is getting harder and harder.

Christine: But, it’s not a cancer, right? I’m not gonna die!

Wilson: Umm… No, it’s not a cancer,

Christine: Then we can wait, can’t we?

Wilson: It won’t do any good,

Christine: (Nearly in tears, but tries not to cry in front of those two doctors) Listen. I wait for this moment since I walk up to the school. I cannot give it away just because of that surgery!

Wilson: Umm… (Looks at House for some kind of help, but House doesn’t say anything, but stares at Christine) It will make you feel better. No more fatigue, or jerk on your body.

Christine: (Shakes her head confusedly) I… I… I can’t do that,

(Wilson and House stares at each other)

Christine: Excuse me, (Christine gets out of the room)

Wilson: (Pauses for a while) That… that was unexpected…

House: Ya, it was…

<Cut to Robinson’s room at night; Nick is sitting next to Robinson, talking>

Nick: Hey, what are you doing here? Wake up, please? (Nick, nearly in tears, holds Robinson’s hand)

Robinson: (Opens her eyes slowly) Hey…

Nick: You are awake!

Robinson: Think so. When did you get here?

Nick: This week? How are you feeling?

Robinson: I’m… I’m just tired a little… That’s all.

Nick: Can’t you move your arm? (Tries to touch it but Robinson pull away)

Robinson: It’s just a bit hurt…

Nick: You think you are gonna be okay?

Robinson: (Looks at Nick for a moment) Hope so,

Nick: (Looks back at Robinson) What are you going to do if you can’t move your arm at all?

Robinson: (Stares at Nick for a moment) What makes you to say that?

Nick: (Doesn’t say anything, but stares and shrugs)

Robinson: (Smiles) That would not happen, (Pauses, looks down at her arm. Nearly whispering) But If it does, if it does… (Sighs) I dunno… (Pauses) If I can’t move it at all… Well… I think I will go back to England with you and stay there until you finish your school. May be I could get a job of teaching…

Nick: (Smiles) I wish you can come with me,

Robinson: (Smiles) Me too… But I like it here; I want to do my job,

(Cut to House. House is standing and staring down at Robinson from the foot of her bed. The shot to Robinson. She’s talking to herself. There’s no one else there. House keeps on staring)

This is very interesting. The dialogue works well but instead of writing

Why not use scene headings. I will make up the scene number and day.

OTHER EXAMPLES ARE:

1. The reason you put Day numbers on televisions shows is so in the speed of production, shooting on one set at a time out of script sequence order, standby wardrobe is ready and the actors are wearing the right clothes for the scenes listed on the call sheet.

2. There is no need to place backets around stage directions or 'bigprint'.

3. Do not break up a speech with directions

Instead try this.

The problem is that you have only directed the actors to stare then you ask them to repeat the reaction. Actors hate seeing their character name in the bigprint followed by the word reacts ie ... Cameron reacts. You need to define the reaction that you want. ie ... They stare in disbelief.

4. You will notice that House only uses about 6 permanent sets per episode and occasionally a guest set as in "ROLE MODEL" when House delivered his notorious speech in a conference venue. Works out what you will call each set and stick to that in the heading. They would also have semi-permanent sets like HOUSE APARTMENT, WILSON HOME, CAMERON APARTMENT.

5. You might not like the idea of headings but it is actually much easier for the reader. Particularly the experienced script assessor who also wants to consider dramatic structure. Which is why I have only looked at small sections and not read the entire thing. Scene headings give a feeling of place and prevents the reader getting lost in yards and yards of dialogue.

6. You are currently using the STAGEPLAY FORMAT whereas a SCREENPLAY has the character name centered and in caps the speech indented both sides and the bigprint across the page. Scene headings always start on the left hand margin ... unless your script is in Arabic or Chinese.

7. I know this is the way that the transcripts are written but that is most probably for copyright reasons.

PLEASE NOTE: I want to make the point that I admire the dedication and skill of those who do the transcripts. I think they are brilliant selfless individuals and the value they bring to the House experience is inestimable.

GEEZ...
Thanks for your concern...
It's pretty hard to follow them all...
Tody I counted the days on this case, and it's like 10 days... It will be more than 10 days when I reach the finish line...
I've already written like 42 or 44 pages so all I do now is just copy it and paste here.
I never done this kind of thing before... I guess I'm too pathetic to understand them all... But I wiill try...
Thanks again...

I am, yours, faithfully...

You don't have to do it all at once. Baby steps are fine. And you are just discovering your voice. Read some screenplays you can download A FEW GOOD MEN for nothing and have a look at the screenwriting software sites. If you are skint I recommend ROUGHDRAFT which is a neat little free programme. :)

Greetings,

And thank you soo much for your concern...
I will try...

BUT This one goes first, and I will fix the rest of them if I can...

Some plots;

Here it goes...

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<Next day>
<Ducklings are talking and walking into the office. House is already there>

Foreman: Gee, you are early today, (Foreman and others sits and looks at the board ‘HALLUCINATION’ has been added to the symptom list) Hallucination?

Cameron: I saw her this morning, she was quiet.

House: She’s having a hallucination at night, while she’s in REM sleep.

Chase: Sure, she wasn’t dreaming?

House: (Looks at Chase) Now you think I’m an idiot, (Chase makes a ‘huh’ face) So… What does it tell us?

Foreman: Chronic Fatigue Syndrome can be one,

(House writes it)

Chase: Sick sinus syndrome?

Cameron: It can be Fibromyalgia,

House: Or Neuroleptic malignant syndrome and Parkinson’s. (House writes all down) Again, there’s no special tests so we can put the treatment one by one.

Cameron: We cannot just treat those diseases in time!

House: And that ‘time’ is the thing that we need but surprise~ We are running out of. Her muscle is getting worse.

(Ducklings chages there looks)

<Cut to Robinson’s room. She’s still in sleep. House’s there. Hosue looks down at her arm and turns it over. When House touches it Robinson twiches it and groans a little. House notices that small bite on the arm>

<Cut to Nick and Ducklings, talking>

Nick: You are going to treat her for all of them though you don’t know it will work or not?

Foreman: Yeah, but if one of them are right disease, she will get better much faster and will be okay.

Nick: What if you are wrong? There’s no way that she will get better for the treatment for something that she doesn’t have!

Chase: We are sorry but we don’t have time for the tests.

Cameron: And she’s getting worse too fast

Nick: (Pauses, stares at three doctors for a while) … So… What do we do now?

Chase: Now we wait,

Nick: (Looks sad & worried but nods)

(Foreman and Chase walk away, but Cameron waits for a moment and looks at Nick)

Cameron: (Pets Nick’s shoulder)… I’m sorry…

(Everyone leaves, left Nick on the hall way)

(Cut to Robinson’s room. House is standing out side and staring. Ducklings walk up)

Foreman: We told her brother that we’ll treat her for it.

House: And?

Chase: And he said okay

House: Good. Start from acyclovir. The treatment for CFS

(Foreman and Chase nods and walks into the room, getting ready for the medicine)

(Cameron stands next to House and staring at the room)

House: (Pauses and glances at Cameron) It’s lucky that we don’t need particular treatment for all of them. Just gives her what she needs than she will be fine, (House starts to walks away)

Cameron: (Sounds angry) How can you be so polite and just don’t care when someone cares about you is dying? (Stares at House’s back)

House: (Stops and sighs. Turns around to Cameron) Dose it makes any difference when I do care?

Cameron: (Pauses and staring at House) … May be not…

(House backs on walking)

Cameron: … But I think if a good person’s in pain, the others should involve themselves into it.

House: (Turns around again. Sounds angry again…) And why? And what’s gonna happen if that good person’s dead? You’ll have nothing, but that big ugly scar for yourself. (Turns back and starts to walk again) Besides, I have enough pain for myself…

(Cameron stares at House for a while. Standing on the corridor alone)

<Cut to House at his office; sitting in front of the board. Thinking; plays with his cane, ball and yo-yo>

<Cut to Ducklings. Having dinner out side. Sitting and talking>

Foreman: You think it will work?

Chase: What will work?

Foreman: That treatment for CFS. If she doesn’t have it, it will make her worse.

Cameron: We have no choice but let House do what he wants to do,

Foreman: (Looks at Cameron and smirks)

Cameron: What’s so funny?

Foreman: You are not over him yet, don’t ya?

Cameron: (Gives a strict look at Foreman) I’ve told you. He doesn’t like me and he got someone else on his mind,

Chase: Who? Oh, you mean, Stacy Warner?

Cameron: (Swallows her food) Yep,

Foreman: (Smirks again) I though House was too screwed up to like someone, but obviously he can.

Cameron: (Nearly whispers) Yeah…

(Foreman and Chase’s beeper goes off and so does Cameron’s)

(Everyone looks down at it nervously and changes their looks)

(Cut to Robinson’s room. She’s having another seizure. Hardly breathing. Nick next to her and watching nervously. Ducklings run up to her. Chase presses Robinson’s chin so she doesn’t bite herself.)

Foreman: (To a nurse who just walks in) Anticonvulsants, stat,

(Nurse runs up the stool trolley and pulls out a needle stick)

(Cameron puts her arm around Nick who’s sobbing and looks terrified)

(Monitor makes some werid noises)

Greetings,
Sorry for not showing up for a while.
I was pretty sick...
Halloween's tomorrow!!
And the Summer time has begun, but I forgot it starts from today!!
My brother arrived at a party an hour late, because of that.. HAHA

Anyway enjoy it~
And PLEASE don't forget to give some commet,

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<Next day>

[INT Robinson’s room. She’s stable now and Nick is sitting next to his sister watching her]

[INT Diagnosis Office]

(House crosses of CFS)

House: So here goes CFS…

Chase: We still have more possibilities.

Foreman: And in her currnet condition, if we screws up again? She’s dead,

(House thinking. Looking at the board but turns around quikly)

House: This is Parkinson’s.

Cameron: But there’s no way it could cause this.

Chase: No family history, so it can’t be something genetic,

Foreman: And this doesn’t look like something environmental, either.

House: No, no, you don’t know anything about the environmental thing,

Chase: But you saw her families. They all looked alright,

House: (Thinking for a moment and writes ‘TICK PARALYSIS’ and turns around) One more,

Chase: Tick Paralysis?

House: Yep, she has a dog. Really really hairly one. Who knows?

(Chase and Foreman changes their looks)

[EXT. JODY ROBINSON's HOUSE]

Foreman: (Glances at House) Why are you here? (Tries to open the door)

House: Is that so important?

Foreman: You never break into someone’s house,

House: I broke into Cuddy’s house,

Foreman: Yeah, right. No, I mean, I though you guys are close enough to know how they live and all sort of things, (Foreman opens it)

House: … (Says nothing, but walks in and turns on the light) Carefull,

(A dog, a golden retriever, run up to three people. Everyone except for House looks surprised(?). House crouchs a little and holds up his hand right in front of the dog. The dog stops and sits, wags its tail. House pets it a little and walks in. The dog follows. Foreman and Chase changes a werid look at each other)

House: (Smirks) This puppy is kinda smart… It knows who I am,

(Yells from inside)

House: Hey, comin’?

(Foreman and Chase changes their look again, shrugs and walks in)

(The house is pretty clean and neat. Looks luxerious. There’s two rooms; one on the door way, and one on the other side. Living room is big and full of drawers and book shelves. And many photo frames are on the wall. A bunch of CD’s are on the CD shelf and radio next to it)

Foreman: (Whistles) Whoa. This place looks good,

(Chase, Looks at the every photo frames on the wall and smirks)

Chase: She likes photographs, doesn’t she?

(Looks at House. House is holing a photo frame from a small table next to the couch, sitting on a couch.)

Chase: Dr. House?

House: (Looks surprised) Eh? Oh, right…

(House puts back the photo frame but lay it down to the table and stands back up.)

(Chase looks at Foreman and Foreman shrugs and starts the search)

(House walks up to the fridger. And stops in front of it and holds up a note)

House: (Smirking) Hey, I figured out this cannot be Kwashiorkor,

(Hands the note to Foreman next to him)

Foreman: What is it?

(Foreman looks at the note)

Foreman: (Smirks) It’s a menu for her meal. She eats healthy, so it cannot be something like malnutrition,

(Foreman put the note back on the fridger. Opens it and looks in)

(Chase is still looking up the pictures and books)

House: Chase!

(Chase turns around and runs up to House)

House: Hold it, (House points out the dog)

Chase: (Makes a wry face and holds onto the dog) Why do I always have to do this?

House: Because,

(House pulls out a pincer from Chase’s bag)

House: I told you to,

(House plunks a couple of hair from the dog)

Chase: (Looks angry. Notices the name tag that says, ‘DARCY’) Darcy?

House: (Puts the hair into the small plastic bag and put them back to Chase’s bag) Yep, pretty fancy for a dog’s name, eh? (Pets the dog) The name from a book.

(House, Sits on the couch and turns on the remote, but TV doesn’t turns on itself; the plug wasn’t connected)

House: Chase! (Points out the plug)

Chase: (Makes an annoying face) Why can’t you do by yourself?

House: (Shakes his cane) I hurt me leg,

Chase: (Makes a ‘huh’ face, but walks up to the switch and turns it on) She really care for safety rules,

(House, turns on the TV. Careless)

House: Foreman!

(Foreman looks back from the kitchen)

Foreman: What?

House: What’s in the fridge?

Foreman: (Reopens it and looks in) Nothing can explain her symptoms, why?

House: (Speaks lazily) Just call out what the hell is in there,

Foreman: Umm…Milk, Orange juice, cream cheese, some fruits, ham…

House: Look up the drawer there,

Foreman: (Does so) crackers, cereals, bread…

House: Goody. Bring some crackers and cream cheese,

Foreman: What?

House: Come on, or I will die of malnutrition,

(Foreman makes an annoying face but brings some on a plate)

Foreman: I didn’t know we are here for some eating and watching,

(House dips a cracker into the cream cheese and eats it. His eyes still fixed on the TV)

House: Tell that to Chase,

(Foreman looks back at Chase)

(Chase is looking through the photo albums of Robinson, smirking)

Foreman: Hey!

Chase: (Holds up his head) Huh?

Foreman: What the hell are we doing here?

Chase: (Back to the photos) I don’t know…

(Foreman looks at House and Chase and shakes his head)

(Chase notices a photo and pulls it out. It looks pretty old black and white photo. A picture of a young man. Sees the back to see if there’s a note like everything else; it’s blank)

Chase: I wonder who this is,

(Chase hands it to Foreman. Foreman looks at it)

Foreman: May be her dad a long ago,

(House snatches the photo from Foreman and looks at it)

House: Nope, (Hands it back to Foreman and gets back to TV)

Foreman: (Gives a suspicious look at House) How do you know?

House: (Still staring at TV) His hair, it’s blonde. His dad got dark hair that turns to grey,

(House pauses and takes the photo back from Foreman and looks at it)

Foreman: What?

(House takes the album that Chase was seeing and stares at it carefully)

Foreman: (Looks curious) what?

(House walks up to the kitchen and takes all the memos on the fridge. Walks up the front door and opens it. Foreman and Chase follow him)

Chase: What is it?

(House turns back to Chase and Foreman down the way)

House: The only thing you have to know now is I got it. Now, get back to our hooker,

(House walks down the road to the car. Foreman and Chase change their looks. Foreman puts the food back to the fridge and follows him)

Love the dog part! and the food part!!!!!! VERY nice

Well, thanks alot, mt83,
HAHA
I though it's going to be something like that. If House broke into someone's house.. (Well, he bets on Cuddy's undy when he broke into Cuddy's!)
Thanks for your reading

Greetings,
Thanks for those people for the supports,
I'm thinking about another medical mystery... Umm..
If this one goes well, I will write it or if not, I won't...
Thanks for the readings anyway...

New Characters;

Dan Wilcox: Christine's uncle and legal guardian. Tall, brown hair, green eyes.

Kate Wilconx: Christine's aunt and legal guardian. Christine's mum's sister. Tall, thin, red hair, green eyes.

Enjoy~ :)

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[INT. CLINIC at night]

(Nick in Robinson’s room. Sitting next to her and staring. House comes in with a cell phone)

House: (Hands over the phone) Call your daddy

(Nick looks weird but starts to dial it)

Nick: (On the phone) Hello? Oh, hi, Mrs. McCarty, it’s Nick here. (Pauses) Can I, can I talk to dad please? (Pauses)

Nick: (After a while) Oh, hi, it’s me… (House snatches the phone)

House: (On the phone) Hey, Mr. Robinson? It’s hospital here. (Pauses) We’ve got to talk.

(House makes an annoying face and mimic)

House: No, no, no, she’s not getting better. She’s dead. You’ve got to come and identify the body. (Pauses again) No, you are her living parents, so you’ve got to do it. (Pauses) Look, I don’t know how it works at New York up there, but under New Jersey law you’ve got to. Union rules. (Pauses) Alright, bye~ (Hangs up)

(Nick looks shock)

(House smiles and walks out of the room)

<Next day>

[INT. DR. LISA CUDDY's OFFICE]

Cuddy: I’m really sorry, Mr. Robinson, I don’t know what that man was thinking, but…

(House opens the door with his cane and walks in. Ducklings walk in)

House: That man was thinking to save his patient, (To Mr. Robinson) Why don’t you come and see your little girl? (Walks out. Mr. Robinson looks at Cuddy with ‘what the hell’ look and Cuddy shakes her head)

[EXT. JODY ROBINSON's ROOM]

(Mr. Robinson walks up to where Nick is. Nick surprises to see him)

Mr. Robinson: Nick!

Nick: Dad, I’m so sorry… I had no choice! Jody’s really really sick, (Nearly in tears)

Mr. Robinson: (Yelling) You are a Robinson, and now act like one!

(Every one jump and Nick stops immediately)

(House walks from the other side)

House: The boy has nothing to do with it.

(Sits on the chair in front of the room)

House: Have a seat. As I said, we’ve got to talk,

Mr. Robinson: (To House) I have nothing to talk about. (Turn to Nick) And you are…

House: Blab it, or your daughter is dead,

(House looks at Mr. Robinson and Mr. Robinson looks at him back)

House: I’m not kidding this itme,

Mr. Robinson: (Makes a ‘huh’ face) I don’t know what you mean,

House: Why do you,

(House stands and walks up to Mr. Robinson)

House: Hate your daughter?

Mr. Robinson: What?

House: What kind of dad don’t see his little girl for years just because she became a doctro against her daddy’s will?

Mr. Robinson: Why do you want to know?

House: Why do you want to know why I want to know?

Mr. Robinson: Because I think this is none of your business,

(House stares at Mr. Robinson for a moment and pulls out the black/white photo and shows it to Mr. Robinson)

House: Have you seen this person before?

(Mr. Robinson takes it and has a good look at it)

Mr. Robinson: I don’t know him, (Takes him the photo to Hosue)

House: (Looks at Mr. Robinson) You don’t know him? That’s tregic. Have no idea at all?

Mr. Robinson: Is there specific reason that I have to know?

House: You don’t have to know, sure. But you just don’t want to know,

Mr. Robinson: (Smirks) I don’t know what you are talking about,

Nick: (Looks confuse) What’s going on?

(House, stares at Mr. Robinson for a while)

House: Did you know that 30% of the dads out there are rising someone else’s child?

(Mr. Robinson’s eye brows rises)

House: (Smirks and taps Mr. Robinson’s shoulder) You are not alone,

Mr. Robinson: What?

House: (Sits on the chair again) She’s like you, though. That proudness of yours. Taut and flat, is it your family moto or something?

Mr. Robinsoin: Look, I didn’t come all the way down to New Jersey from New York to listen to your nonsense,

House: Oh, prehaps you forgot. (Pretending to be thinking) Umm… Let me refersh your memory. Probably, it was your dead wife who told you, and you got mad, push your wife into phycosis, leave her with her daughter. After a while that you discovers that she was having a baby, your baby.

House: (To Nick) Yeah, that’s you, (Nick looks shock) That might be the reason that your dad let you do whatever you want to do and toss your little hand that enomous money. If you wasn’t? Whoa, it’s really hard to guess…

Mr. Robinson: (Yelling) Don’t talk to my son like that!

House: (To Nick) See?

Mr. Robinson: (Rising his voice) Stop that!

(House, stands up and rises his voice. Close enough to push Mr. Robinson)

House: If you don’t want to listen to this anymore, then tell the truth and let your wife’s daughter live.

(The others jumps up. House glances over the people)

(Mr. Robinson pauses for a while. Glances at Nick and everyone else around. Refusing it and sighs)

House: Though you knew that Jody wasn’t your daughter, you let her go to good school, live in good house and be the sponser for her.

(House stares at Mr. Robinson. Still refusing to tell him)

House: You didn’t see her for ages. And now here she is, lying down, dying. Sometimes, you should swallow your pride to do somthing that’s required. (Pauses) Are you… Are you biological father of Jody Robinson, this is the quesiton,

(Long moment of pause. Mr. Robinson looking at Jody through the glass)

Mr.Robinson: (Half whispering) I’m… I’m not,

(House stares at Mr. Robinson for a while)

House: (Nearly whispering) Thanks…

[INT. DIAGNOSIS OFFICE/ House, Cuddy, Wilson and Ducklings)

House: So now we know that this is Parkinson’s,

Chase: But we still don’t know whether Dr. Robinson’s biological father was carrying Parkinson’s genes or not,

House: That’s why this hospital got DNA test system, (To Cuddy) Aren’t we, Miss ‘Hospital Administrator’?

Cuddy: You ran that DNA test before. Does it costs you a fortune?

House: Oh, damn! I should have put on a bet,

Wilson: How did you know that Jody’s father wasn’t her biolodical dad?

(House holds out the photo from his pocket and shows it)

House: This is very old black and white photo and there’s nothing on the back. And the date, it’s 70’s. Mr. Robinson got dark hair, so there’s no way that man from photo got white-highlighted hair. And looks more taller.

Cameron: Then she knew that her dad wasn’t her dad?

House: Don’t think so, then she would written something down like everything else,

Wilson: Then how did she get her hands on it?

House: Belong to her mother, I guess. Robinson probabaly found it from her mommy’s treasure box. (Put it back to his pocket) So we need a DNA sample, aren’t we? (Look at Cuddy)

(Cuddy sighs but nodds)

[INT. JODY ROBINSON's ROOM/ House, Nick, Robinson]

(Robinson’s still asleep. Nick is sitting next to her and watching House getting DNA sample from Robinson)

(House glances at Nick who looks pretty calm)

House: (Getting sample) You don’t look so surprise,

Nick: Why should I be so surprise about?

House: Don’t you?

Nick: I knew it before now, so it’s not a big deal,

House: (Put the sample into a small plastic bag and sits next to Nick) You did?

(Nick nods silencley)

House: When did you know?

Nick: Like 3 years ago? Jody told me before I left here for England,

House: She… she told you,

Nick: Yeah… And I guess something like that too. There’s no one in my family got pale blonde and blue eyes, so there’s no way she could got it,

House: (Looks at Nick) Huh…

(House looks at Robinson for a while)

(Cut to House walks off the room. Two people, a man and woman walks up to House)

Woman: Excues me, are you Doctor House?

(House stops for a while and turns to the woman)

House: (Sighs) I think I will regret this, but yes,

Man: Oh, we are Christine’s guardians, I’m Dan Wilcox, and this is my wife, Kate,

House: (Thinking for a moment) Who?

Woman: We are here for Christine, Christine Ellen? Eighteen years old?

House: (Thinking again) Umm… Definetely don’t know her, sorry, (Turns and walks away)

(Mr. and Mrs. Wilcox (Dan and Kate) changes their looks for a while and catches up with House)

Kate: Chris told us about that tumor,

House: (Keep walks) Yeah? Then did she tell you why?

Dan: We don’t care about her HSC. She can get the test again,

House: Go home, tell her that, and leave me alone,

Kate: We already did!

Dan: Can you just… well, talk to her? You looks like no problem with lying?

House: (Presses eleavtor button) Oh, way to win me over,

Kate: We are Chris’s uncle and auntie. We promised Chris’s parents that we will take care of Chris no matter what!

(Elevator door opens and House walks in. House thinking for a while)

House: Umm… So you are here for your nephew, huh? Eh… Okay, tell her to come and see me. If she got enough time for a consult,

(Elevator door shuts. Dan and Kate holds their hands and looks at each other)

Greetings, again..
I'm nearly getting there, and I got a yearly exam next week...
GEEZ...
Don't know what to do...
That damn exams....
It rains really heavily today afternoon. My little brothers were about to go to treat or trade thingy...

Anyway, enjoy~

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[INT. LAB/ Cameron, House]

(House walks in, tosses the bag to Cameron)

House: Work it out fast and save your nemesis,

(House turns back and about to walks out)

(Cameron looking at House)

Cameron: I think I can understand you a little,

(House turns back)

House: You comprehends me now, do you?

Cameron: I met many people since I was born. Since then I started to study on the people,

(House walks back to Cameron)

House: You know, I hope that is a compliment,

(House stands opposite side of Cameron)

House: But to be so easily seen through? Umm… I will say, it’s pretty pitiful,

(Cameron stares at House with a stiff look)

Cameron: First, you push people away, and you wait until them to go away,

(House shakes his head walks away again)

Cameron: But later on, there will be no one there for you to make you push or wait,

(House turns away aggressively)

House: (Yelling) And what? What are the people are gonna do for me when they are there? Nothing. Are they gonna solve my problems? No. There is noting the people can do something about me or any others.

(House sighs, calming himself down a little. Cameron stares)

House: I also met lots of people. And I’m meeting some more nowadays, too.

(Cameron stares at House, and House does so too.)

House: Why so you care for all those people? The only thing that you can get is the pain. Are you some kind of asphyxiaphyliac person?

(Cameron stares at House but say nothing)

House: What, though it is your all-calculated plan, it obviously wouldn’t work that way. (Pauses) Run that test before our sleepy ugly neurosurgeon become a talking vegetable,

(House walks out and Cameron stares at House)

[INT. EXAM ROOM/ House, Christine Ellen]

Christine: I told you that I’m not gonna do it,

House: Ya, I called you here,

(House sits on the stool)

House: ‘Cause your auntie and uncle called,

Christine: Whatever they told you, I can take it. It’s not a cancer and it’s not going to kill me. No worries,

House: The other girls of your age out there already got a job and being a babe of some man who are older than they are. May be some of them will be younger than you are. A test? Who cares, I got looks. You are not a bad looking. You can be something like a teen model, gets an audition…

(Christine rolls her eyes)

Christine: This is just stupid,

(Christine jumps off the table)

Christine: Ouch,

(Christine presses down on her temple and makes a wry face. Shaking a little holds on to the stool. House watching her)

House: Why do you so kin about this damn test anyway?

(Christine stares at House for a while and drops her head. Gets back to her seat.)

Christine: My… My parents die when I was like 10. My dad, my dad died of gin toxic, and mum died of cancer.

House: I’m sorry,

Christine: My dad, he was pretty violence person. Always get drunk, holing a half-empty bottle of alcohol on the other hand, bit up my mum and me. It was mum mostly I use to hide out… My mum was easily affected and poor person. She couldn’t do, not even thinking of run away from home or protect herself. She couldn’t even go to hospital because she was afraid of got caught and bit up.

(Christine, nearly in tears. Voice getting smaller and smaller)

(House keeps on staring Christine)

Christine: Then I swear that I won’t be like my mum when I grow up. Nothing like her. She was so weak, so poor.

(Christine weeps herself and turns her head back on, looks straight to House)

Christine: I will NEVER be someone like my mum or dad. I will be such a great person like everyone will be envious of me.

(House staring back at Christine)

House: That’s very moving story. Also explains why you are being so idiotic.

Christine: I’m not being an idiot. I’m taking all the chances that I can get.

House: What are you trying to be when you graduate your school then?

Christine: (Thinking for a moment) Dean of Medicine

House: Whoa, I know a woman Dean of medicine. She works here. A kick-ass hospital administrator. But believe me, it’s not such a popular job. In fact nearly every doctor here hates that administrator.

Christine: I’m not trying to be one just ‘because it’s popular. I wanna be one ‘Cause it’s an interesting job,

House: Interesting, huh?

(House through his lollipop stick into the bin)

House: If everyone tries to be someone just because it’s interesting, everyone would be a president of United States,

(House stares at Christine and Christine stares back)

House: You can be whatever you want to be and so whatever you want to do. It’s none of my damn business. But I gotta tell ya, where all the things screws up is when you are sick. Everything goes way harder,

(Christine looks down at House’s cane)

Christine: And that’s why you are so screw up ass? Don’t care what the others think? It’s you who’s right and better, isn’t it? It’s important what you do and what you think than the other people around does or thinks? This is a society and a man cannot exist without others,

(House stares at Christine with some kind of House-ish (?) look)

Christine: Then why are you doing this doctor job, if no one is important to you?

(House stares at Christine and Christine stares back. Silence for a while)

House: Because I can’t find myself with those people that you are talking about. Those damn people.

(Christine stares at House, House sighs)

House: If you think you can run a Dean of Medicine with that big tumor in your brain, okay, go ahead. But you can’t, have the damn surgery, wait for another year,

(House walks out. Christine stares at her feet)

Greetings,
This one's on House/Stacy,
Enjoy it~

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(House, walking down the clinic. Stacy comes after him)

Stacy: Greg!

(House ignores her. Keeps on his limping)

(Stacy runs up to House and taps on his shoulder. House shakes off her hands. Stacy looks confuse)

Stacy: Greg, you alright?

House: Since when did you care about my well-being?

(Stacy drags House to her side and stops him walking away. Her hands on House’s forearms. Meets eyes to eyes)

Stacy: Okay, what’s wrong?

(House says nothing but staring at Stacy for a while)

House: Did you, did you left me just because my leg?

(Stacy looks shock)

Stacy: What makes you to say that?

House: Is it?

Stacy: It’s a very long time ago and you didn’t want to talk about it,

House: I do, now.

(Stacy sighs and shakes her head)

Stacy: Then I don’t want to talk about it.

(House stares)

Stacy: But all you got to know is that it’s not just because of your limp. You’ve changed, Greg,

(Stacy stretches her hand toward House’s face, but House shakes it off. Stacy sighs)

Stacy: We talked about it before. You know, about us.

(House says nothing but staring)

Stacy: I don’t know why you are asking this here and now. But I didn’t grab you here to talk about that.

(House sighs)

House: I told Cameron to run the DNA test for it, and if I’m right, she’s gonna be fine. Is that what you want to hear?

(Stacy opens her mouth and says nothing)

(House shakes off Stacy’s hands from his arm. House turns his back on Stacy)

House: I don’t know why, but I’m meeting up with someone loves the people around them so much. Sick,

(House walks away and Stacy stares at House’s back)

Natalie. Have you tried a standard playscript? You see what worries me about this is that you are writing in a manner that is professionally unreadable. You clearly have a gift for dialoque but anyone accustomed to reading dialogue professionally cannot read it in this form.

Indeed they will not read it in this form if you sent this to a production company as an example of your work they would return it unread.

For me to read it I would have to print it out, break it down into scenes and literally start from the top. I would not be inclined to do that.

Do you remember how mt83 adjusted her format to make it accessible to the reader? If you do not do the same you are limiting your readership. This has nothing to do with been a good or bad writer. This has everything to do with making your work more readable.

I will send you details of where you can get help or software to help you.

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Here is the final script of AMERICAN BEAUTY which is a picture I greatly admire. Just click on the following and this magnificent script will stretch out before you. That is the shape of a screenplay that is the way to present dialgue.

Since you and no doubt others will want to read more scripts but cannot necessarily afford to buy them here are some of the greatest treasures of screenwriting.

This is a very useful resource to anyone interested in screenwriting or production.

Finally I have to ask ... why did you call this PRIDE AND PREJUDICE? There is the book of that name about nine screenplays and teleplays have come from it. You do your own work a disservice by appropiating an inappropriate name.

Natalie. Here is a better script for you to read as it is set out perfectly and written by one of the world's finest and quirkiest screenwriters Charlie Kaufman who, amongst other things wrote, "Being John Malkovich" and "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" for which he won the 2005 Academy Award for Best Original Screenplay.

"Adaptation" which is available at your video store has a very strange and wonderful script it is here on a PDF file (below). You cannot believe it or take anything at face value from the credits onward but it has some of the most truthful comments I have ever read, heard or seen on the process of screenwriting.

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I hope this helps you to get your light out from under that bushle.

Hello... Thanks for the offers...
Geez... I wonder I come I never notice that this script is 'unreadable'.
I actually don't get your meaning by that...
Well, I broke it into several pieces... And well, I guess it is okay, isn't it?
Probably not for you, dear Magdala,

And the answer of your question
Why did I titled it as 'Pride&Prejudice'?
'Cause!
Jody, the doctor/patient, hid her illness all the time because she's not capable of feeling of 'humiliation' (It is, for some people. It makes you weak. Well, that's what I feel,) and her dad didn't say anything at all though his daughter is dying of unknown disease - head high, determine to be proud

And everyone though that Jody's dad didn't see or even say hi to Jody because she became a doctor against dad's will. But that was different story. And dad didn't seem to care about his, (well, his dead wife's) daughter, but he did as much as he could do to make Jody an educated person- the others prejudiced him as 'anti-doctor preson' or just cold-blood dad...

To tell the truth, I couldn't think of any other title... It's better than fix it and re-fix the titles everytime I like,

And by the way...
If it's 'unreadable' and you find it's 'professionally cannot read it in this form.'
Why are you reading this rubbish?
I mean if it's worthless for you there's no reason for you to be reading it and waste your own valuable time for this. Is there?

I don't mean to be rude or anything, but if you are not so happy with it, and you think I'm loosing it, (Probably I lost it a long ago) there is no pressure.
Just stay away, then...

I know there are many great fan fic than mine on the top (For example, dear Melissa's) why don't you try that ones and... Well... just ignore mine?

Thank you,

Natalie,

When I say it is professionally unreadable... it means it will not be read by professionals. Please calm down. I have pointed out that, in the parts I have read, you have a gift for dialogue. That is praise indeed.

I do not think your are losing it or have lost it. I assumed that you were writing dialogue in order for it to be noticed and assessed by professionals. Well Natalie I noticed it and I have given you professional advice and a lot more of my time than I would usually give someone on a script assessment.

Do you think anyone makes that sort of effort unless they glimpse a talent or care about developing new writers?

The thing about this topic is that it is for work in progress. When you have finished the piece print it out polish it and edit it and see what you have got.

Remember most scripts are fifth or sixth draft before they are ready. Making suggestions at this stage should assist you not hinder you.

Greetings,
I've just noticed that this little piece is now 'HOT TOPIC'!
Geez... Thanks for thouse generous readers and helpers.
I have no idea what to do after this... I mean after little more of this...
Got any suggestion? Than please kindly press on 'Add Reply' and move your fingers!(It's pretty unfortunate, if you have butterfingers. It will be really bad. Your fingers will slip away~ And you will be in such a trouble if you are sharing computer with someone else when they finds it out)

Thanks... Enjoy~
P.S. Wait... Got a question for you...
Is this form 'unreadable'? I mean is it really annoying to read it this way? Please answer...

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<Next day>

[INT. DIAGNOSIS OFFICE/ The Ducklings and Wilson]

(House walks in.)

House: You got the test result?

(Cameron hands a folder and House looks up)

House: Umm… Mackenzie and Gardiner, huh? (Close the folder and tosses it to Cameron) Got a family history?

(Foreman hands the folder and House reads it. Makes a weird face)

House: No way,

Foreman: That’s the one. No history of Parkinson’s,

Chase: But there’s a history of Crimean-Congo hemorrhagic fever,

(Foreman and Cameron gives Chase a look)

Chase: What?

(House keeps looking at the folder)

House: You sure that you got the right one?

Foreman: Yeah, I didn’t pick up a wrong family history,

(House tosses it back to Foreman. Sighs and sits on a chair, puts his feet on the table)

Wilson: So?

(House looks at Wilson)

Wilson: What are you going to do with it?

(House shakes his head)

House: No idea,

Chase: May be it is CCHF,

(Everyone looks at House. House thinking,)

Foreman: What do you want us to do?

(House pauses)

House: If it is CCFT, her brother must have got it from his sister. Test the boy for it. Just in case.

(Ducklings nods and walks out)

Wilson: You think you can get it right, this time?

House: You can believe in whatever you believe in,

(Wilson shakes his head, sighs and walks out)

(Cut to Chase and Nick. Chase is getting blood)

Nick: You said it was Parkinson’s,

Chase: The diagnosis cannot be so sure,

(Chase pulls out the needle from Nick’s arm and presses it down with the cotton)

Nick: What did you find out from Jody’s dad?

Chase: Nearly nothing. We can get the DNA of the family, not himself.

(Chase stands up and packing the things)

Nick: (Nearly in tears) Is… is she gonna be okay?

(Chase pauses)

Chase: We will make sure she is okay,

(Nick looks worried, Chase pets Nick’s head, smiling)

Chase: Don’t worry…

(Nick nods sadly)

(Cut to House in his office. Thinking in front of the board. Twirling his cane, play with the ball, tipping his fingers. Cameron is watching him from out side and walks away)

(Cut to the lab. Foreman and Chase are there. Foreman is leaning against the table and Chase is getting the blood on the microscope)

Foreman: Didn’t you think Cameron was a bit… well, kind of quiet?

(Chase looking into the microscope)

Chase: Well, kind of,

Foreman: You think she didn’t still get over House?

Chase: Don’t know. And what if she didn’t? House doesn’t like her. In fact, House likes no one,

Foreman: And no one likes him, I got it. Well, may be expect for Cameron,

Chase: Right,

(Foreman and Chase chuckles)

Greetings again...
It's 11:28 p.m. here...
This one's a bit short...
Enjoy~

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[INT. House’s Office]

(House is lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling. Cuddy walks in)

Cuddy: House,

(House raises his upper body)

Cuddy: I heard that you found non-genetic reason for Parkinson’s,

House: Ya. It’s pretty good, though. I don’t have to report you everything.

(House moves and sits on his chair, puts his feet on the table)

House: ...May be I should give Chase a gold star like you do,

(Cuddy makes an annoying face to House)

Cuddy: Then what are you gonna do now?

House: I think you are here to tell me what to do, and I have no problem with hearing it,

Cuddy: (Pauses) You got another day.

House: Huh?

Cuddy: You got a day to figure it out. If you can’t, Dr. Robinson is having a surgery,

House: No way,

Cuddy: Not your call,

House: She doesn’t have a health-care proxy,

Cuddy: [Sighs] She has parents and brother,

House: parent,

(Cuddy shakes her head and walks out)

Cuddy: Whatever,

(Wilson walks in right after Cuddy walks out. Wilson changes his looks between House and Cuddy, and walks in, have a seat)

Wilson: What was that about?

House: Cuddy,

(House stands)

House: Wants to put Robinson into the muscle surgery,

Wilson: What?

(House sighs and walks out)

Wilson: (To House) Hey, you are her doctor. Are you going to let her do it?

House: (Turns to Wilson) I got a day to figure it out. Have no moment to waste. What does it tell you?

(House turns around and walks out. Left Wilson behind his office)

Sorry if I sounded a little (Probably much) obsessed with my piece.
I mean, I'm not dreaming of become something like great script writer or not even novel writer.
I like to write stuff up and make people to do something, but I don't think the writer job will suit me well.
I'm 14. I haven't even had a career advice. And I'm going to over seas, so there is no way that I'm going to have it. Not even school certificate exams.
If I can, I want to be a doctor or a diplomat.
I started to think about doctor job since I heard my cousin became a doctor or may be since I started to watch House, (Mostly..)
And diplomat job? Well, I like to learn some new languages (I can speak 3 (English, Japanes, Korean) and can swear in 1 more(Chinese), and I can say some elementary sentences in French (My nephew was born in France)

I don't expect some professional people read this... well.. thing, and care about it. There is no way I'm gonna post it or even show it to someone, (Yeah, you are the only ones who are reading it. I never told anyone. Not even my best friend, or brother)

Thanks for your generous offers and cares,
May be I'm too stubborn to do it

I'm so sorry and beg for your pardon if I've been rude,
I just freak out when someone say something about what I did,
I'm sorry... :(

Anyway, thanks again for your kindness, Magdala,

I am, yours, truly...
Natalie M.

Greetings, I wish with all my heart that you are well,
Hey, is there anyone who can speak or write Japanese like really really good? 'Cause I got a writing test on Friday, and I don't think I can fill a whole one page...
Some help???

I do reckon this bit was a bit funny... I was in a good mood, I think...
I got 16 out of 20 in my English writing assessment and came in first in my science test...

I don't really like the consult scenes...
I had to serach all over my school library medical encyclopedia for these....

I'm reading 'Adventure of Sherlock Holmes' by great writer, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (I'm a great fan)

I just noticed that there was 'Mr. Wilson' in this book! 'Red-Headed League' part! Is it some kinda coincident or someting else??

Anyways, Enjoy it~

Boy, do I love feedbacks... :)

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[INT. Lab/Chase, Foreman]

(House walks in)

House: Anything?

Foreman: Nope, nothing. This isn’t CCHF,

House: I forgot, who said that?

(Chase looks uncomfortable)

(House turns back and walks out)

Foreman: What do we do?

House: To the office and figure it out before Cuddy pulls out her arm muscles. Page Cameron,

Chase: What?

(House walks out. Foreman and Chase changes their look)

[INT. Diagnosis Office/Ducklings, House, Wilson]

House: Okay, this isn’t CCHF,

(Crosses of CCHF)

House: What is it?

Foreman: It’s obvious, it is Parkinson’s,

Cameron: But the lumber puncture didn’t pick up anything,

Chase: And we couldn’t run the tests,

Wilson: Then why don’t you just treat for Parkinson’s?

Chase: The side effects of Levodopa are too powerful although we add with Carbidopa. In her current condition, we cannot do any experiments on her,

House: Okay, then what else can cause this?

(Ducklings thinking)

House: Its 4:20 p.m., we got 31 hours and 40 minutes left. Come on.

Foreman: Can we have a moment to think?

House: We don’t have any time! Just say anything. I don’t care if it doesn’t make any sense,

Chase: Kwashiorkor,

(House writes it)

Foreman: She gets enough nutrients. You saw the meal menu on the friger,

(House crosses it)

Wilson: (Looks shock) Wait! You broke into Jody’s house?

Chase: Ah…

House: Who cares. It was an urgent. What else?

Foreman: Typhus?

(House writes it)

Cameron: No, no rash,

Chase: And the dog looks good,

(House crosses it off and hands the mark over to Cameron and sits. Cameron looks surprised but stands up in front of the board)

Wilson: Sick sinus syndrome?

(Cameron wirtes it)

Foreman: No, no heart damage done,

(Cameron crosses it off)

Foreman: Multiple system atrophy?

(Cameron writes MSA)

Chase: It is possible,

Wilson: But there’s nothing wrong with her eyes for the last time that I checked,

(Cameron crosses it off)

Cameron: How about Fibromyositis?

Foreman: She was negative for HIV Infections,

Chase: That’s when it gets complicated,

Wilson: She was like that for nearly two weeks. If it was, it should be the complicated stage,

Chase: Dystonias?

Foreman: Her eyes are fine. And there is no reason for that. It’s neither genetic nor environmental,

Chase: It can be unknown cause,

Wilson: It doesn’t matches with her symptoms. She has no big problem with swelling or speaking,

(Everyone stares at House. House is still looking at the board)

Foreman: Then what is it?

(House looks at Foreman)

House: Easy, it is Parkinson’s,

Foreman: We don’t know it is or not!

House: We can confirm it by treating her,

Chase: She wouldn’t be able to afford it!

House: She was dying, so I have no problem with jury if I kill her,

(Wilson looks angry)

Wilson: (Yelling) House, stop being an ass!

Cameron: What do we do now?

House: (Looks at Cameron and stands up) We can go and ask Robinson herself if she wants the treatment or not,

(House walks off and Ducklings and Wilson changes their looks)

[INT. Robinson’s room/ Robinson, House, Ducklings and Wilson]

Robinson: You were sure I had a Parkinson’s, then you were sure that I haven’t, and now you are sure again?

House: Well, you know how it works.

Robinson: Then why are you telling me this?

House: You are the patient,

Robinson: And?

House: Okay, Cuddy is going to put you into the surgery if we can’t figure it out in a day,

Robinson: (Opens her mouth with shock) No way! And I don’t have a medical proxy to sign the form,

House: I know, but you got your brother and dad,

Robinson: So?

House: So, I’m going to put you for the treatment for Parkinson’s,

Robinson: But there are no causes for it. Not a genetic reason or environmental,

House: Ya. But who knows? May be your mum wasn’t your mum

(Robinson gives a look at House)

House: We have no time. It’s 5 o’ clock. We got only 30 hours.

Robinson: But the side effects won’t be so good would it?

House: Probably,

(Robinson thinking)

House: So?

Robinson: Okay,

Cameron: But in your current condition…

Robinson: The side effects for Levodopa and Carbidopa? Umm… Let me see, nausea, dizziness, headache… Whoa, how all those woman get pregnant?

Cameron: But…

Robinson: That negative attitude of yours isn’t going to make you a better doctor. (Cameron said that…) And doctors always to an experiment right?

House: (Smirks) Okay then, let’s start the experiment,

[EXT. Clinic/ House and Wilson walking down]

Wilson: You think she made the right call?

House: It was all up to her, not me.

(House stops at the vending machine and inserts the coin)

Wilson: You suggested. If you didn