House
Looks like Cynthia Nixon has been trolling the medical procedurals for work since

Sex and the City shut down. A stint on ER earlier this year had her playing a stroke victim and now on House she collapses at an off-track-betting establishment, much to the good doctor's dismay. It's all good though, since it's given her a chance to hone her seizure craft. Like any good addict, we see that House has a thing for more than just painkillers. Watching his lackadaisical response to Anica flagellating on the floor while the ponies were running was almost as entertaining as watching House torment his new boss with his lackadaisical response to his work. "You're my bitch," House informs a well-dressed Foreman and shoves a long overdue pile of paperwork at him. Ah, the joys of management. Honestly, did anybody expect House to be a well-behaved employee when he's such a misbehaved boss? And check out Cameron walking the tightrope between the whiny why-didn't-Cuddy-choose-me girl and the strong-willed woman making herself heard to her truth-challenged Munchausen-suffering patient. Didja catch how Chase subtly called Cameron a ho and told her she'd never advance due to her dalliances with both himself and House? Ouch. So, back to House and his sinister interlude with Anica on the park bench. Leaving a patient having a seizure on the ground outside the hospital is a bit of an extreme way to prove your diagnosis, but House is a bit of a drama queen. Speaking of drama, I was actually relieved that there were no Stacy antics this week. The show really is completely different when it focuses on House's love life instead of on his work. I do feel bad that Foreman believed he had a chance at keeping House's job. Maybe if the show had been called Foreman instead....