The final conversation between House and Foreman struck me (I identify with Foreman.)
- Foreman stops by to say goodbye to House.
FOREMAN: Well, this is it. I appreciate the opportunity you gave me.
HOUSE: Didn't do it for you. Thought you were the best guy for the job.
FOREMAN: Thanks. I guess.
HOUSE: Which is why I want you to stay. [takes a deep breath] You're an important part of the team, I need you.
FOREMAN: I know. But I don't need you, and I definitely don't want to be you — You're miserable.
HOUSE: I just solved a case by predicting a never-before-seen heart defect. Case you couldn't solve. Case you gave up on. I couldn't be happier.
FOREMAN: For two minutes maybe, until the next case comes along, until you're jonesing for your next fix. This woman talks while in full cardiac arrest and you're more excited about the talking than the heart dying.
HOUSE: The two were connected.
FOREMAN: I don't want to solve cases, I want to save lives.
HOUSE: Do you think she cares? Do you think the husband cares? Do you think the children she can now have because of me are going to care why I saved her?
FOREMAN: I care.
HOUSE: About yourself. About your own ego! ...You're the selfish bastard, not me.
It's the same question I've asked myself when it comes to the musical Wicked.
- One question haunts and hurts
Too much, too much to mention:
Was I really seeking good
Or just seeking attention?
Is that all good deeds are
When looked at with an ice-cold eye?
If that's all good deeds are
Maybe that's the reason why
No good deed goes unpunished
But here's the thing: suppose I do the good I do for these ulterior motives, for the reward, per se. Who can claim I ought to work toward doing them selflessly, for no reward and for no gain? Perhaps God can say this. But man? Who am I to judge? And who is another to judge me?
If House likes his puzzles and helps people that way, and Foreman has to feel a personal, caring connection to the patient and helps people that way- perhaps they can both be right.
Don't get me wrong; I really hate this idea. I'd like to be proven wrong. I'd like someone to prove to me that people must and ought to care. But after that scene, I don't think it's fair for me to hold others to that supposedly higher standard (and again, I suddenly realize it's only higher in my mind!) So long as he arrives at the results and helps out, who is to judge? I might prefer House to care. But can I say he ought to; it's his obligation?
And the truth is, Foreman has his ulterior motive, too, within his caring; it's simply nicer and prettier than House's. He wants the high of having solved the case to help the patient; he wants the reward of feeling he's helped somehow.
How sad these realizations are for me; strangely, I felt House was yelling at me and telling me I was the selfish bastard and I realized he was right and couldn't defend myself.
What are your thoughts on motives?