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WHAT HAVE WE GOT?
KAYLA WAYNE, 32, HYPOTENSIVE AND TACHYCARDIC.
HYPOXIC EVEN AFTER INTUBATION.
SEVERE OPEN WOUND TO THE MID AND LOWER ABDOMEN.
WE'RE WITH HER. SHE'S PART OF OUR ACT.
I SAID "TITANIC"! I SAID IT!
WELL, I DIDN'T HEAR YOU!
(Meredith) THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS MAGIC...
AS FAR AS WE KNOW.
OH, MY GOD. OH, MY GOD.
OKAY, SLOW DOWN AND TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.
SHE'S MY WIFE AND--AND--AND ASSISTANT.
(sobs)
WE WERE--WE WERE, UH, PERFORMING AT A--AT A TRADE SHOW.
YEAH, WE WEREN'T READY.
AND WHILE, AS SURGEONS, WE STUDY THE SECRETS BEHIND
THE HUMAN BODY'S INTRICATE NETWORK OF CELLS,
TISSUES, AND ORGANS,
WHEN THINGS GO WRONG...
PERFORMING WHAT?
IT WAS SAW THE LADY IN HALF.
NO WAY.
HORRIBLY, HORRIBLY WRONG...
(Shane gasps)
AND HE REALLY DID WITH A CHAIN SAW!
THERE ARE ONLY SO MANY TRICKS WE HAVE UP OUR SLEEVES
TO PUT A BODY BACK TOGETHER.
PAGE BAILEY!
(thuds)
BUT THERE IS A KIND OF POWER...
MORE OF A SPELL, REALLY.
(elevator bell dings)
AND WHEN WE GET IT RIGHT...
UM, OKAY. HI, LAUREN.
IT CAN BE PRETTY DAMN MAGICAL.
NO, I'M THE LAUREN AS IN "LAUREN" ON THE COFFEE
YOU'RE WAY OVER-SUGARING.
OH, G--AY! YIKES. I AM--I AM SO SORRY.
YOU KNOW WHAT? I DIDN'T EVEN LOOK UP THERE.
I JUST GRABBED IT, SO... (laughs)
REALLY, IT'S NOT A BIG PROBLEM.
THIS YOU?
YEAH, THAT'S ME.
MMM.
WELL, NOW IT'S ME.
(laughs)
SEE YOU AROUND, I HOPE.
(woman speaking indistinctly over P.A.)
GREY, UH, WHOA.
WOW.
YEAH.
IT LOOKS LIKE THE PELVIS IS INVOLVED.
WE'LL GET MORE X-RAYS IN THE O.R.
YEAH, NO, NO. CLEARLY, YOU HAVE BIGGER FISH TO FRY.
THE SONG?
NO, IT'S OUR SAFE WORD.
AND I YELLED IT, LIKE, A HUNDRED TIMES
WHEN THE SPRING FLAP WOULDN'T OPEN.
SHUT UP, CHERISE. YOU DON'T REVEAL THE SECRETS--
(Callie) SOMEONE GET THEM OUTTA HERE.
YOU KNOW, BROOKS IS ON MY MOYAMOYA CASE,
BUT IF YOU NEED HER HERE--
WELL, I HAVE ROSS, AND--AND I PAGED BAILEY,
SO YOU CAN TAKE HER.
WHAT? BUT SHE'S CUT IN HALF.
THIS IS GONNA BE AMAZING.
YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE IS AMAZING? A MOYAMOYA.
(elevator bell dings)
CHAIN SAW TO THE ABDOMEN.
YEAH?
I PAGED BAILEY.
YEAH, I HAVE BAILEY'S PATIENTS.
WHAT? STILL?
(bell dings)
OKAY, WELL, PAGE ME WHEN SHE'S STABLE ENOUGH FOR X-RAYS.
HOW IS SHE STILL ALIVE?
I HAVE NO IDEA.
(bell dings)
(people speaking indistinctly)
(Owen sighs)
(monitor beeping rhythmically)
YEAH.
HE HEARD YOU SAY EIGHT DAYS.
HE WANTS TO BE HERE WHEN HIS DAD WAKES UP.
YOU UNDERSTAND THAT MIGHT NOT HAPPEN.
WELL, OF COURSE I DO.
BUT ETHAN'S JUST A LITTLE BOY.
NANCY, NANCY, YOU NEED TO TALK TO HIM.
PREPARE HIM FOR THE POSSIBILITY--
I CAN'T-- I-I CAN'T BE THE ONE
TO--TO ADD TO HIS BURDEN. I...
(voice breaks) YOU--YOU TALK TO HIM, PLEASE.
DID I MISS IT? IS HE AWAKE?
(elevator bell dings)
(exhales) JUST BECAUSE A FAMILY...
OVERHEARS YOU SAY EIGHT DAYS,
IT'S NOT LIKE, MAGICALLY ON DAY EIGHT,
THE GUY'S GONNA WAKE UP.
I MEAN, IT COULD BE DAY FOUR OR DAY TEN.
(heavy metal song playing loudly)
OH, WHAT IS THAT?
(mocking voice) THE SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR BROKEN HEART?
YOU GOTTA GET OVER THAT HAIRBALL.
I'M TRYING, BUT I KEEP RUNNING INTO HER.
(ding, doors open)
(clicks button)
TAKE THE STAIRS.
HI, KIM. I'M DR. KEPNER.
I HEAR YOU'RE HAVING SOME STOMACH PAIN.
(groans and speaks indistinctly)
SHE WAS OVER-SERVED.
(slurring) OR ROOFIED.
THE BARTENDER WAS A TOTAL SKEEVE.
HE TRIED TO GRAB MY ***.
(laughs) NO, HE CAUGHT YOUR ***.
YOU THREW IT AT HIM. (laughs)
(laughs) BAM!
AAH!
OW!
OW.
IS SHE GONNA BOOT?
MM.
YOU ONLY TURN 21 ONCE, KIMMY. BOOT AND RALLY.
(Kim groans)
UH, CAN YOU GUYS FOCUS FOR A SECOND?
CAN YOU--CAN, UH, CAN YOU REMEMBER WHEN THE PAIN STARTED?
AT KAPPA SIG.
NO, SHE WAS MAKING OUT WITH ERIC AT KAPPA SIG.
(moans)
OH, YOU'RE RIGHT.
IT'S PROBABLY JUST FOOD POISONING OR SOMETHING.
CAN'T YOU JUST PUMP HER STOMACH?
NO. CAN YOU...
SMILE, ***.
(shutter clicks)
YOU'LL WAIT FOR HER?
(sighs) HOW LONG?
'CAUSE MY ECON STUDY GROUP STARTS IN, LIKE, AN HOUR.
(vomits)
(sputters and laughs)
(indistinct conversations)
(Callie) WHO'S LAUREN?
HUH?
OH, GOD. IT'S ACTUALLY A FUNNY STORY. I WAS--
DID YOU KNOW THAT WEBBER IS STILL TAKING
ALL OF BAILEY'S PATIENTS?
OH, YEAH. SHE'S PROBABLY HOLED UP IN THE GENOME LAB
BECAUSE OF THAT C.D.C. THING.
WELL, WE'RE NOT THE ONES WHO CALLED THEM.
IF SHE'S GONNA BE PISSED AT ANYONE, IT SHOULD BE HIM.
WHO'S PISSED AT ME NOW?
WELL, YOU CALLED THE C.D.C.,
AND NOW BAILEY HATES ALL OF US.
WE ALL CALLED THE C.D.C.
I DIDN'T.
WE SHOULD, UH, GO TALK TO HER.
OH, NO. I HAVE A CONSULT.
HOW CAN YOU GO WORK WHEN YOU KNOW BAILEY IS MAD AT YOU?
(indistinct conversations continue)
HEY.
OH, GOD. I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT LAST NIGHT.
WE WERE SUPPOSED TO HAVE DINNER AND SEX.
DINNER. OR JUST THE DINNER.
UH, MAYBE THE SEX WAS ALL IN MY HEAD.
OR IT COULD'VE BEEN IN YOUR MIND, TOO,
BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER BECAUSE IT DIDN'T HAPPEN.
I FORGOT. BUT I REMEMBER RIGHT NOW.
OKAY.
I'M GONNA MAKE IT UP TO YOU TONIGHT.
YES. TONIGHT.
(speaks indistinctly)
(woman) DR. RYMOFF, CALL THE PSYCH UNIT.
(knock on door)
MIRANDA?
OH. (chuckles)
MIRANDA, IT'S CALLIE.
HOW YOU DOING? CAN I, UH,
CAN I COME IN?
(keyboard keys clicking)
(knocks)
BAILEY.
(clicking continues)
I JUST THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW
THAT IT WAS JACKSON WHO CALLED THE C.D.C.
I-I MEAN, WE ALL, YOU KNOW, WE ALL APPROVED IT,
BUT I NEVER THOUGHT YOU DID ANYTHING WRONG.
I NEVER THOUGHT YOU DID ANYTHING WRONG.
IT WAS--IT WAS TO CLEAR YOUR NAME.
AND--WHICH IS NOW CLEAR, SO YAY!
I FEEL BETTER. DO YOU FEEL BETTER?
(sighs deeply)
BAILEY.
(pounds on door)
BAILEY, SERIOUSLY?
I'M--I'M--I'M STANDING RIGHT HERE.
YOU'RE--YOU'RE NOT REALLY GONNA IGNORE ME, ARE YOU?
(knocks)
BAILEY?
(knocks)
(volume fades)
(Isbells' "Elation" playing)
ALL RIGHT.
TAKE THE GOAL.
(grunts)
NO! NOT AGAIN.
(laughs)
♪ OOH, HOO ♪
4-0.
3-0.
THE FIRST ONE DIDN'T COUNT. I WASN'T READY.
♪ OOH, HOO HOO-HOO ♪
WHAT IF HE NEVER WAKES UP?
(sighs) WE'RE NOT THERE YET.
OKAY?
5-0.
I WASN'T READY.
(Nancy) ETHAN.
LET'S GO, DEAR.
WE'RE GOING TO GO BACK TO THE HOTEL,
JUST FOR A FEW HOURS. I NEED A NAP.
I'D RATHER STAY HERE WITH YOU.
♪ RELEASE IT FROM THE HEART ♪
I THINK IT'S A GOOD IDEA, BUDDY, OKAY?
YOU CAN GO GET A SNACK, WATCH SOME TV.
I PROMISE I WILL CALL YOU IF ANYTHING CHANGES, OKAY?
(Richard) THE KIDNEY'S SHREDDED.
THERE'S NOTHING TO SALVAGE HERE.
AND HERE IS PART OF THE LARGE INTESTINE.
I DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS BLEEDING IS COMING FROM.
I MEAN, THERE'S TOO MUCH. WHERE IS IT ALL COMING FROM?
ROSS, LIGACLIP.
(Richard) GOOD GOD.
THERE ARE EVEN CHAIN SAW CUTS ON HER VERTEBRAE.
ROSS, GET YOUR HANDS IN THERE IF YOU HAVE TO
AND SCOOP OUT THE CLOTS.
pH IS 6.9 AND TEMP IS 96.7.
IT'S TOO MUCH. WE HAVE TO PACK HER.
I, UH, I JUST TOOK A LOOK AT THE FILMS YOU DID.
I'LL NEED TO PLATE THE FRACTURE AS SOON AS SHE'S STABLE.
OH. IF SHE'S EVER STABLE.
OKAY, WE'RE DOING DAMAGE CONTROL.
GOT IT. UM, OH, I WENT TO SEE BAILEY,
AND SHE DIDN'T SAY A WORD.
DR. WEBBER, HAS SHE SPOKEN TO YOU?
RIGHT NOW MY ATTENTION IS ON THIS PATIENT,
WHO'S HEADED FOR A METABOLIC COLLAPSE.
OKAY. JUST LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU NEED ME.
ROSS, FASTER.
THE SOONER WE GET HER TO I.C.U.,
THE BETTER A CHANCE SHE'LL HAVE.
(Derek) MM. THAT'S OKAY, IRIS.
YEAH, HER ARM IS STILL WEAK FROM THE T.I.A.s.
BUT WE--WE'LL TAKE CARE OF THAT.
BROOKS, PLEASE.
IRIS KANE, 7 YEARS OLD, HERE FOR AN OMENTAL FLAP
THAT WILL TREAT HER MOYAMOYA DISEASE.
(boy) MOYAMOYA.
HEY, DAVID.
HOSPITAL BEHAVIOR, OKAY?
LET ME GO!
NO, NO, NO, HONEY. MOMMY AND DADDY NEED TO HEAR
HOW THE DOCTORS ARE GOING TO FIX IRIS.
BUDDY, HERE. LOOK WHAT I BROUGHT FROM HOME.
(imitating fight sounds)
I'M SORRY. HE JUST FEELS LEFT OUT.
I-I'M SORRY. GO ON.
KAREV.
UH, SOME OF THE BLOOD VESSELS IN IRIS' BRAIN...
HAVE NARROWED AND BEEN CHOKED OFF.
SO I'LL TAKE TISSUE WITH HEALTHY VESSELS
(David continues imitating fight sounds)
AND I WILL TAKE THAT TISSUE, PLACE IT IN HER BRAIN...
WHERE IT'LL ABSORB THE VESSELS
(trills lips)
IT NEEDS.
AND THIS WILL HELP WITH HER ARM STRENGTH.
DAVID, BUDDY, COME HERE.
UM, HEY.
OHH!
DAVID!
(David) I WANT TO GO! I WANT TO GO! I WANT TO GO!
(woman) I'M SO SORRY.
UH, WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
I WANT TO GO! I WANT TO GO!
GO AHEAD.
YOU COULD JUST TELL ME.
THEY'RE GONNA BE A WHILE.
(car horn honks)
(coos)
DR. ROBBINS, WE WERE JUST GETTING STARTED.
OHH.
ARIZONA.
OH, YOU GUYS KNOW EACH OTHER?
NO.
I--WE MET-- WE MET BRIEFLY.
WE HAD COFFEE.
DR. BOSWELL IS THE CRANIOFACIAL SPECIALIST
WE FLEW IN TO HELP WITH TYLER'S CASE.
Y-YOU'RE DR. BOSWELL?
MM-HMM. YEAH, HOW ABOUT THIS LITTLE GUY?
BRAIN ON THE OUTSIDE. THAT CAN'T BE COMFORTABLE, HUH?
WELL, UH, WELCOME. WE'RE GLAD TO HAVE YOU.
OH, ARE YOU KIDDING?
I MEAN, THE COMBINATION OF ENCEPHALOCELE
AND FACIAL CLEFT--
SURGEONS GO THEIR WHOLE CAREER WITHOUT SEEING ONE OF THESE.
SO I'M THRILLED TO BE HERE.
UM, WHAT'S YOUR APPROACH?
UM, I'D LIKE TO GET A COUPLE MORE SCANS
BEFORE I COMMIT TO ANYTHING.
OKAY, GO AHEAD.
YEAH.
WE, UH, WE CAN TALK STRATEGY LATER.
I'LL LOOK FORWARD TO THAT.
(telephone rings)
(baby cries)
CAN'T BELIEVE WE GOT HER, HUH?
SHE'S A ROCK STAR.
(car horn honks)
YEAH, SHE SEEMS, UM... COMPETENT.
(cards flip)
(monitor beeping rhythmically)
(Richard) SHE'S TOO UNSTABLE.
WE WANT TO LET HER BODY REST
BEFORE WE TAKE HER BACK TO SURGERY.
BUT WE'RE NOT GONNA LOSE HER?
I-I CAN'T LOSE HER.
YOU SHOULDA THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE YOU ADDED
ILLUSION!
AND I ONLY ADDED THE CHAIN SAW TO TRY TO GET US BETTER GIGS.
YOUR CHAIN SAW DROWNED US OUT WHEN THE TRAP DOOR GOT STUCK.
BA-BA-BA-BA-BA. MAGICIAN'S CODE.
(Cherise) OH, MY GOD. REALLY?
OKAY, WELL, WE'LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN SHE'S READY
TO GO BACK INTO SURGERY.
SO LET'S SAY I PURSUED A DIFFERENT COURSE OF THERAPY.
DON'T SPEAK.
PATIENT SUFFERED AORTIC TRANSECTION,
MIRACULOUSLY REPAIRED BY ME,
AND THEN HAD A POST-OP INFERIOR M.I.
THAT LED TO CARDIAC ARREST.
SO I INDUCED HYPOTHERMIA.
LET'S SAY, HYPOTHETICALLY, THAT I DID NOT.
WHAT ELSE COULD I HAVE DONE?
(car horn honks in distance)
I COULD'VE TAKEN HIM STRAIGHT TO THE CATH LAB.
BUT, NO, I COULD NOT HAVE BECAUSE HAD HE HAD HEPARIN
AFTER HIS SURGERY,
THAT WOULD'VE CAUSED HIS AORTA TO BLOW.
AND THEN I'D HAVE TO TELL THE KID THAT DADDY'S A GONER
'CAUSE I BLEW IT?
NO. SO I WAS RIGHT. RIGHT?
OH, I'M NOT ASKING YOU.
GIRLS, I REALLY, REALLY NEED YOUR HELP HERE, OKAY?
I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING THAT SHE INGESTED LAST NIGHT--
EVERY SINGLE THING THAT WENT INTO HER MOUTH.
(snickers) EVERYTHING?
(both laugh)
KIM'S STUDIES SHOW THAT SHE HAS A RUPTURE IN HER ABDOMEN,
WHICH IS BAD.
IT IS VERY, VERY BAD.
HELLO? OH, OKAY.
WHO IS THAT?
HOLY *** DROPPER.
(giggles)
UH, DOCTOR. EXCUSE ME.
HI. CAN YOU HELP ME?
PLEASE.
(Jackson) WHAT'S UP?
(sighs deeply) YEAH, THEY'RE DRUNK...
AND DON'T CARE
THAT THEIR FRIEND HAS A SERIOUS ABDOMINAL INJURY.
JUST IGNORE THEM.
NO, MY *** ARE SICK.
(coughs)
AND I WAS WONDERING IF YOU HAD TIME TO GIVE ME AN EXAM.
I NEED ONE, TOO.
ALL RIGHT. ENOUGH.
YOUR FRIEND COULD DIE IF YOU DON'T START COOPERATING.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
FINE. JEEZ.
CHILLAX.
WE PRE-PARTIED WITH LEMON DROPS AT...
MM-HMM.
THEN COSMOS AT BAR NOUVEAU,
(giggling)
SMOKING NIPPLES AT BRUNCH--
WHAT? WHAT--WHAT WAS THAT?
SMOKING ***.
SWEET, LOTS OF RUM, COMES OUT ALL SMOKY.
HOLD ON. LIKE, ACTUAL SMOKE OR DRY ICE?
(grunts and vomits)
(whimpers) OH, GOD.
(Jackson) LET'S GET HER DOWN.
(cheers and applause)
(Shane) SO HIS WIFE GOES IN THE BOX.
WHERE?
THAT'S WHAT I CAN'T FIGURE OUT.
SHE'S ALREADY IN THE BOX.
I KNOW, BUT WHERE? THERE'S NO ROOM.
LIKE MY NEW APARTMENT.
(chuckles) UH-OH.
LIVING WITH PECKWELL NOT EVERYTHING YOU HOPED IT'D BE?
OH, MY GOD. HERE COMES THE CHAIN SAW.
OH!
OH! I CAN'T WATCH THAT.
OH, MY GOD. THAT'S AMAZING.
I CAN'T WATCH IT.
(interns laughing and speaking indistinctly)
(Heather) OH, THAT WAS AMAZING.
(Jo) I CAN'T WATCH IT.
AW. SOMEONE'S GOT HIS BUMMER FACE ON.
EVERYWHERE I TURN, SHE'S THERE.
OH, SO WE'LL WALK THIS WAY.
OH, BUT I HAVE TO GO THAT WAY.
YEAH, BUT ALEX'S LITTLE BROKEN HEART
NEEDS TO GO THE LONG WAY.
OH, OKAY. WELL, IF IT'S FOR ALEX'S LITTLE BROKEN HEART.
ALEX'S LITTLE BROKEN HEART WISHES YOU BOTH WOULD SHUT UP.
(chuckles)
SO I'M WORRIED ABOUT BAILEY.
YOU KNOW SHE'S MAD AT ALL OF US.
WHY IS SHE MAD AT US?
THE C.D.C. THING.
SHE'S LOCKED HERSELF IN THAT LAB
AND WILL NOT COME OUT AND WILL NOT TALK TO ANYONE,
I'LL TALK TO BAILEY.
YEAH, SEE IF YOU CAN GET THROUGH TO HER.
WHERE WAS I GOING?
(smartphone chimes)
OH, NO.
WHAT HAPPENED?
ABDOMINAL COMPARTMENT SYNDROME. ROSS?
SHE'S DISTENDED AND HEMORRHAGING,
CAUSING HER INTRA-ABDOMINAL PRESSURE TO SKYROCKET.
WE HAVE TO GET HER BACK TO THE O.R., STAT.
KAYLA, HONEY, I'M SORRY.
I'M SO, SO SORRY.
MA'AM, I'M GONNA NEED THE TWO OF YOU TO PLEASE STEP OUT NOW.
PLEASE DON'T LET HER DIE. PLEASE SAVE HER.
PLEASE STEP OUTSIDE. PLEASE.
I REALLY NEED YOU TO--
GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME, DANNY!
CHERISE, I'M HER HUSBAND, OKAY?
I KNOW. I GET IT! I GET IT!
YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING, DANNY. WE'RE IN LOVE.
WHICH YOU WOULD'VE FIGURED OUT BY NOW
IF YOU PAID HER ANY ATTENTION.
SHE WANTED TO LEAVE YOU, BUT I TOLD HER TO STAY
TILL YOU GOT YOUR FREAKIN' DREAM OF HAVING A SHOW IN VEGAS.
I DIDN'T LISTEN TO KAYLA WHEN SHE SAID
SHE WAS DYING IN THE MARRIAGE,
DYING IN THE STUPID COSTUME,
DYING EVERY TIME YOU MADE HER GET INTO THAT STUPID BOX.
(Meredith) OKAY.
WE'RE ON THE MOVE.
(beeping continues)
NO, I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING. E.E.G.
I'VE ALREADY DONE ONE, AND HE'S NOT HAVING SEIZURES.
SO WHY HASN'T HE WOKEN UP?
YEAH. I-I-I'VE ASKED EVERY DOCTOR IN THE HOSPITAL
FOR THEIR OPINION,
AND NO ONE HAS ANY IDEAS.
OH, MY GOD. YOU'RE RIGHT. GO GLOBAL.
BAILEY, YOU ARE A GENIUS.
(laughs)
(Callie speaks indistinctly)
OH, CRISTINA. HOW'D IT GO WITH BAILEY?
DID YOU GET HER TO TALK?
NO. WHY?
(elevator bell dings)
(sighs)
OKAY, JUST REMEMBER, BRIGHT AND SUNSHINY.
(chuckles)
(knocks)
HI, BAILEY. IT'S ARIZONA.
LISTEN, I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU'RE MAD.
BUT YOU KNOW, THERE'S NO REASON FOR YOU TO BE MAD ALONE.
YOU CAN BE MAD AT US.
YOU CAN--YOU CAN YELL AND SCREAM AND THROW THINGS,
'CAUSE WE CAN TAKE IT.
(huffs)
SHE'S A GROWN WOMAN
GIVING US THE SILENT TREATMENT.
IT'S A CRY FOR HELP.
OR IT'S HER WAY OF SAYING "LEAVE ME ALONE."
(keyboard keys clicking)
FINE. YOU WANT TO GIVE ME THE SILENT TREATMENT?
WELL, I CAN GIVE IT RIGHT BACK.
OH, COME ON, BAILEY. JUST TALK TO ME.
(whimpers)
OHH.
(suction gurgling)
SO? WHAT'D YOU FIND ON SMOKING ***?
THE RESTAURANT SAID THE DRINK IS MADE WITH LIQUID NITROGEN.
WELL, IT BLEW OUT HER STOMACH, SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KIMMY.
THERE'S HARDLY ANY GASTRIC REMNANT.
A ROUX-en-Y.
I'M GONNA REMOVE THE STOMACH COMPLETELY
AND THEN REATTACH THE INTESTINE TO THE ESOPHAGUS.
I NEED ANOTHER SURGEON, SO I PAGED BAILEY.
BAILEY'S NOT OPERATING. WEBBER'S TAKING HER CASES.
AND HE'S WITH DR. GREY ON THAT CHAIN SAW LADY.
THAT'S OKAY. I'LL JUST GET AN INTERN.
YOU'RE NOT DOING THIS WITH AN INTERN.
I'LL DO IT WITH YOU.
REALLY?
I DON'T GET TO SEE A TORCHED-OUT STOMACH THAT OFTEN.
I WANT TO SCRUB IN.
JACKSON...
I AM SO SORRY ABOUT THE OTHER DAY.
JUST... BLAMING YOU FOR EVERYTHING,
MY WHOLE CRAPPY LIFE.
(chuckles) I'M JUST...
YOU KNOW, I'M CRAZY.
(chuckles) I KNOW.
I KNOW YOU ARE.
BUT YOU'RE ABOUT TO DO A ROUX-en-Y.
I'D SAY YOUR LIFE'S PRETTY GOOD RIGHT NOW.
(suction continues gurgling)
(door slides open and closed)
HEY, I HEARD, UH, YOU GUYS ARE GOING BACK IN. WHAT HAPPENED?
ABDOMINAL COMPARTMENT SYNDROME.
WE NEED TO DECOMPRESS HER ABDOMEN.
OKAY, OBVIOUSLY, YOU DON'T NEED ME.
BY THE WAY, UH, IT'S NOT JUST ME. BAILEY HATES ALL OF US.
NOT NOW, TORRES.
SHE WON'T EVEN TURN AROUND WHEN SOMEONE COMES TO THE DOOR.
I MEAN, YOU'D--YOU'D PROBABLY GET HER TO OPEN IT
THAT'S PROBABLY TRUE.
RIGHT AWAY.
NO, I'M JUST SAYING, YOU'RE PROBABLY
NO!
I AM THE ONE PERSON BAILEY DOES NOT WANT TO SEE RIGHT NOW.
I HURT HER, DEEPLY,
AND I'M NOT SURE I'LL BE ABLE TO REPAIR IT.
SO LET'S LEAVE IT ALONE.
AND LET'S FOCUS, PLEASE, ON SAVING THIS WOMAN'S LIFE.
SORRY, RICHARD.
I'LL COME BACK FOR THE PELVIS WHEN YOU'RE DONE.
(door slides open)
(speaking French)
OUI. MERCI.
A BIEN SUR!
ARE YOU STILL ON THE PHONE WITH FRANCE ABOUT THE COMA FIX?
NO, I'M BOOKING US A VACATION IN NICE.
YOU WANT A FACIAL THE FIRST DAY?
OUI.
PAS de TOUT.
(speaking French)
MERCI.
(clatters)
THEIR TRIAL WAS SPECIFIC TO COMA PATIENTS WITH HEAD TRAUMA.
MM. MEXICO CITY'S TRIAL FOCUSED ON
COMAS TRIGGERED BY DIABETIC KETOACIDOSIS, SO--
SO YOU HAVE NOTHING.
(speaks French)
(Van She's "Beat of the Drum" playing)
AH, GOOD. YOU'RE HERE. COME ON IN.
UH, DON'T YOU THINK IT'S, UH,
A LITTLE PACKED IN HERE ALREADY?
MOYAMOYA'S RARE.
EVERYBODY'S GONNA WANT TO SEE AN OMENTAL GRAFT.
COME ON A LITTLE CLOSER.
MAKE ROOM.
♪♪♪
WILSON, STEP FORWARD. YOU CAN'T LEARN FROM BACK THERE.
THANK YOU, DR. SHEPHERD.
AT WHAT POINT DO YOU LAY DOWN THE OMENTUM?
THAT'S A GOOD QUESTION.
UM, WELL, AFTER YOU EXPOSE
ENOUGH OF THE BRAIN TO CHECK THE BLOOD SUPPLY
WITH A DOPPLER...
(doppler pops, rushing sound)
WHICH IS GOOD.
NICE WORK, KAREV.
OKAY, SHOWTIME.
HERE WE GO.
WOW. LOOK AT THAT.
WHERE?
RIGHT THERE. IN THE FIELD. DO YOU SEE IT?
THE BRAIN IS JUST SO STARVED FOR BLOOD,
IF ALL GOES WELL, IN SEVERAL WEEKS,
IT'LL SUCK UP ALL THE VESSELS.
IT'S LIKE A VAMPIRE.
(Alex) OKAY. SHOW'S OVER.
ANYONE WHO'S NOT NEEDED CAN, UH, HEAD ON OUT.
SO IF WE'RE LUCKY, IN SEVERAL WEEKS,
SOMETHING MAY OR MAY NOT HAPPEN.
WELL, I'M SORRY I AM BORING YOU, BROOKS.
WILSON, YOU INTERESTED?
SCRUB IN. YOU CAN HELP ME CLOSE UP.
(monitor beeping rhythmically)
(suction gurgling)
NOBODY LIKES A DUMB TRIXIE,
BUT THIS SURGERY IS SO MUCH FUN,
I KIND OF LOVE HER FOR BURNING A HOLE IN HER STOMACH.
METZENBAUM, PLEASE.
♪♪♪
I KNOW.
I KNOW YOU'RE--YOU'RE THINKING I'M AN AWFUL PERSON.
I WAS ACTUALLY ADMIRING YOUR TECHNIQUE.
DO NOT GET A BIG HEAD ABOUT IT.
YOU SHOULD TALK.
FANCY PLASTICS FELLOW
WHO ALSO HAPPENS TO OWN A HOSPITAL.
WHICH MEANS I SPEND
HALF MY TIME IN MEETINGS AND NOT THE O.R.
YOU KNOW, I JUST FLEW OUT
A FACIAL RECONSTRUCTION SPECIALIST THAT... (sighs)
I DON'T KNOW.
SHE GETS TO FLY AROUND THE WORLD
AND PERFORM MIRACLES.
(sighs deeply)
YOU'RE HOLDING THIS PLACE TOGETHER, JACKSON.
THAT'S PRETTY MIRACULOUS.
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
(suction continues gurgling)
♪ WE'RE RUNNING ♪
♪ ALL OF OUR LIVES TO THE BEAT OF THE DRUM ♪
SO THE GOOD NEWS IS, THE ULTRASOUND REVEALED
THE ENCEPHALOCELE ITSELF CONTAINS ONLY FLUID,
NO ACTUAL BRAIN MATTER.
SO I WILL RESECT IT...
AND HOPEFULLY, THIS LITTLE GUY'S LOOKING AT
NO DEVELOPMENTAL DEFECTS.
AMAZING.
IT'S JUST LUCK.
(door opens)
HI, SORRY.
ARIZONA, WHEN YOU HAVE A SECOND, I NEED HELP WITH BAILEY.
YEAH. UM, W--OH, HEY. HOLD ON. NO.
UM, THIS IS DR. BOSWELL.
SHE'S CONSULTING ON THE SIMS BABY.
(gasps)
UH, HI. DR. CALLIE TORRES. ORTHO.
DO YOU MIND IF I SIT IN? YOU--YOU SEE THESE, LIKE, NEVER.
NO, YEAH. YEAH. PLEASE COME IN.
THE MORE, THE MERRIER. YEAH.
YAY.
UM, SO THEN I WILL TAKE A CALVARIAL BONE GRAFT
FROM THE...
(beeps)
PARIETAL SKULL
(beeping)
TO FORM THE BASE OF THE SKULL.
I MEAN, YOU CAN USE SYNTHETICS,
BUT WHERE I CAN USE HIS OWN BONE...
FARM LOCAL,
RIGHT, DR. TORRES?
YEAH. (laughs)
AFTER THAT, IT'S REALLY JUST A STANDARD CLEFT LIP REPAIR,
WHICH I'M SURE YOU AND DR. AVERY CAN DO IN YOUR SLEEP.
MM.
YEAH, BUT SINCE YOU'RE HERE,
UH, WE, UH, WE COULD WATCH AND LEARN.
ALL RIGHT, THEN.
IN THAT CASE, I'LL TRY TO SHOW OFF A LITTLE.
(both laugh)
♪ WE'RE RUNNING ♪
(whispers) I'M A LITTLE BIT IN LOVE WITH HER.
(both laugh)
♪ TO THE BEAT OF THE DRUM ♪
♪ LEAVE NOTHING BEHIND ♪
OH, GOOD.
I DIDN'T MISS IT.
NOPE. JUST IN TIME. I THINK.
(sighs)
♪ OOH, WE'RE RUNNING ♪
WELL, IT WAS HER IDEA.
NO, YOU WON'T COME OUT OF THE LAB.
YOU GAVE US NO OTHER CHOICE.
BAILEY, JUST HEAR US OUT.
YEAH, UM, AVERY WANTS TO APOLOGIZE.
WE ALL WANT TO APOLOGIZE.
YES, HE SCREWED UP. HE KNOWS THAT.
HE SHOULD'VE HAD YOUR BACK MORE.
DEREK, GO.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW,
I WOULD BE JUST AS MAD AS YOU ARE.
YOU'VE SEEN ME MAD. I HANG OUT IN THE WOODS
AND I DRINK MYSELF INTO A STUPOR.
BUT THE THING I'VE LEARNED FROM HIDING OUT IS, IT DOESN'T WORK.
AND, BAILEY, WE NEED YOU.
(door opens)
THIS HOSPITAL DOES NOT WORK WITHOUT YOU.
(Arizona) OH.
(sighs)
(smartphone chimes)
9-1-1 IN THE E.R. GOTTA GO.
GUESS WHAT, LADY. THIS ISN'T EVEN YOUR LAB.
OKAY? WE BOUGHT IT FOR YOU.
(lowered voice) WAS IT TOO MUCH?
YEAH.
(inhales sharply)
(mouths word)
(siren wailing)
HE GOT INTO HIS GRANDMA'S SLEEPING PILLS.
UNRESPONSIVE. B.P. 74 SYSTOLIC.
OKAY, LET'S GET HIM TO TRAUMA ROOM ONE.
LET'S PREP FOR A GASTRIC LAVAGE.
NO! YOU'RE TOO CLOSE TO THIS. I GOT IT.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S, UH, START A FLUMAZENIL DRIP, NOW.
(crying) WHEN I WOKE UP FROM MY NAP...
(sniffles) HE WAS ON THE FLOOR. I COULDN'T WAKE HIM.
YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NOW?
SHE IS LEGALLY OBLIGATED TO CONTACT SOCIAL SERVICES.
IT--IT WAS AN ACCIDENT--
HE TOOK AN OVERDOSE, NANCY. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?
WERE YOU THINKING?
PLEASE, HE CAN'T DIE. OH, GOD.
(continues crying) HE CAN'T DIE, TOO.
HE CAN'T.
(continues crying)
(sighs)
(woman) DR. MEADOW TO LABOR AND DELIVERY.
DR. MEADOW, LABOR AND DELIVERY.
IS HE STABLE?
I THINK SO.
(indistinct conversations)
(exhales)
WE'RE STILL MONITORING HIM.
BUT WE GOT HIM IN TIME TO ADMINISTER THE FLUMAZENIL
TO REVERSE THE EFFECTS OF THE ZOLPIDEM.
SO HOPEFULLY, HE'LL WAKE UP SOON.
OKAY. LISTEN, ABOUT THE SOCIAL SERVICES--
I ALREADY CALLED THEM.
THE SOCIAL WORKER'S ON HER WAY.
(sighs)
(wailing continues)
IT'S A GABA AGONIST.
YEAH.
OWEN, ZOLPIDEM IS A GABA AGONIST.
WE CAN REVERSE THE EFFECTS.
(wailing continues)
WAIT. WE WANT HIM TO WAKE UP.
SO WHY ARE WE GIVING HIM SLEEPING PILLS?
UH, ZOLPIDEM TRIGGERS THE GABA PATHWAY,
CAUSING DROWSINESS IN NORMAL BRAINS.
WHERE THE CHEMICAL BALANCE HAS BEEN DISTURBED,
STUDIES HAVE SHOWN THAT THE DRUG CAN REVERSE THE EFFECT.
THIS COULD ACTUALLY WAKE HIM UP?
(Steph) SO HOW LONG BEFORE WE--
ALL THE CASES SAID IT TOOK ONLY MINUTES.
(monitor beeping rhythmically)
(Sleeping at Last's "Uneven Odds" playing)
IS SHE GONNA BE OKAY?
UM... THE NEXT 24 HOURS IS GONNA BE CRITICAL.
I'M HOPING TO SEE HER LIVER AND KIDNEY FUNCTION IMPROVE.
SO SHE'S OUT OF THE WOODS?
HE DIDN'T SAY THAT, DANNY.
(Meredith) OKAY, YOU TWO, STOP IT.
STOP FIGHTING.
WHATEVER HAPPENED, WHATEVER THE HISTORY,
YOU NEED TO GET OVER IT.
IT'S NOT IMPORTANT.
SHE NEEDS YOU.
(telephone rings)
♪ I GUESS A PART OF HIM ♪
♪ JUST COULDN'T RETURN ♪
YOU KNOW, I...
I SAW HOW...
UNHAPPY SHE WAS,
AND I JUST IGNORED IT.
(telephone rings)
SHE TRIED TO TALK TO ME A COUPLE OF TIMES, AND I JUST...
I JUST SHUT IT DOWN.
♪ I WAS INSTRUCTED ♪
YOU KNOW, I THOUGHT IF I COULD...
GET US BETTER GIGS AND MAKE SOME MORE MONEY
AND BECOME MORE FAMOUS... (chuckles)
THAT, UM...
♪ IN THESE FIRES OF HELL ♪
MAYBE SHE'D LOVE ME AGAIN.
DANNY...
RIGHT NOW WE NEED TO BE THINKING ABOUT KAYLA.
♪ TO UNDERSTAND ♪
I AM.
SHE DOESN'T NEED ME. SHE NEEDS YOU.
YOU...
YOU SEE HER. YOU LOVE HER.
YOU...
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO CAN HELP HER.
♪ MAYBE YOUR LIGHT IS A SEA ♪
♪ AND THE DARKNESS THE DIRT ♪
♪ IN SPITE OF THE UNEVEN ODDS ♪
♪ BEAUTY LIVES FROM THE EARTH ♪
♪ FROM THE EARTH ♪
(pounds keys)
ALEX, COME ON.
CAN WE AT LEAST TRY AND TALK TO EACH OTHER?
I'D LIKE TO FEEL LIKE I DON'T HAVE TO AVOID PEDIATRICS,
THAT WE COULD STILL WORK TOGETHER.
SO THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT,
NOT BEING ON MY SERVICE? NICE.
NO. THAT--THAT'S NOT--
REALLY?
BECAUSE EVERY TIME YOU SAY ANYTHING, MY LIFE GETS WORSE.
THINGS WITH JASON WERE PERFECT--
I'M SORRY IF YOUR BOYFRIEND'S AN IDIOT
AND CAN'T DEAL WITH YOUR PAST.
BUT THAT'S ON YOU.
OBVIOUSLY, YOU LIKE THEM LIKE THAT.
AS FOR ME, I'M SICK OF CRAZY CHICKS WITH PROBLEMS.
STAY OUT OF MY BUSINESS, OKAY?
OH, DON'T WORRY. I'M OUT.
GIVE IT A GOOD SQUEEZE. SQUEEZE TIGHT.
THERE YOU GO. THERE YOU GO.
THAT'S AMAZING. HER HAND'S ALREADY STRONGER.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
YEAH, AND NO MORE T.I.A.s?
WELL, IDEALLY, HER BRAIN WILL LEARN TO SOAK UP
THE BLOOD SHE'S BEEN MISSING.
NOT RIGHT AWAY.
IN A FEW WEEKS.
I WANT TO GO. NOW! NOW! NOW!
NO. NO, NO, LOVE. JUST A FEW MORE MINUTES, OKAY?
WE'RE ALMOST DONE HERE.
HEY, LISTEN. HEY, LISTEN TO ME.
YOUR SISTER NEEDS REST TODAY. YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?
'CAUSE WE OPENED UP HER HEAD AND WE PUT MAGIC INSIDE.
(whispering) SO I'D BE NICE TO HER IF I WERE YOU,
'CAUSE SHE HAS SPECIAL POWERS.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.
HE PUT A VAMPIRE IN HER HEAD.
(whispers) I'D WATCH OUT, KID.
(woman) WHAT DO WE DO ABOUT SPRING BREAK?
(woman) MAYBE SHE'LL BE BETTER.
I MEAN, IF SHE CAN EAT WITHOUT A STOMACH,
SHE CAN PROBABLY STILL DRINK.
(gasps) PLUS SHE'LL BE SUPER THIN.
NO.
NO, SHE CAN'T DRINK.
WHY DON'T YOU SKIP SPRING BREAK
AND HELP YOUR FRIEND GET BETTER?
BUT WE ALREADY PUT THE DEPOSIT DOWN
YEAH.
THEN... GO TO THE CONDO AND BRING YOUR BOOKS.
(elevator bell dings)
(mouths word)
OR--OR--OR A SENATOR ONE DAY.
HELP EACH OTHER GET GOOD GRADES AND BECOME AWESOME.
DON'T YOU WANT TO BE AWESOME?
I GUESS.
YEAH.
GOOD! YES. ASPIRE TO GREATNESS.
(laughs)
YOU THINK YOU GOT THROUGH TO DR. ***
AND SENATOR ***?
(laughs)
IS IT--IS IT WEIRD THAT ALL I WANT TO DO RIGHT NOW
IS GO FOR A DRINK?
HEY, YOU WANT TO GO TO JOE'S?
NO...
ACTUALLY, THANKS.
I-I HAVE SOMETHING. I HAVE PLANS.
SO...
OH, YOU KNOW WHAT? I JUST... I JUST REMEMBERED,
I'M SUPPOSED TO MEET UP WITH MATTHEW ANYWAY, SO...
MAYBE ANOTHER TIME?
YEAH. GOOD NIGHT.
(monitor beeping rhythmically)
(woman speaking indistinctly)
DAMN IT.
GIVE IT ANOTHER MINUTE.
SOME PATIENTS WOKE UP AFTER FIVE MINUTES. OTHERS--
CRISTINA, IT'S BEEN AN HOUR.
AND THERE'S A SOCIAL WORKER DOWNSTAIRS
WAITING TO TAKE ETHAN AWAY.
DR. BAILEY.
I PUT A WOMAN BACK TOGETHER TODAY, BAILEY.
SHE WAS SPLIT IN TWO, AND I FIXED HER.
DR. WEBBER AND I-- WE FIXED HER.
(sighs)
YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON WITH YOU TWO,
BUT YOU NEED TO STOP IT.
IT'S CHILDISH
AND SELFISH.
YOU NEED TO STOP.
DR. BAILEY.
(Meredith sighs)
(Miranda) IT'S AN UNUSUALLY AGGRESSIVE INFECTION.
DO YOU HAVE MY RESULTS?
(inhales deeply)
(Richard) THE INFECTION CAME FROM ONE DOCTOR,
AND ONE DOCTOR ALONE.
SHE'S BEEN ISOLATED
AND THE INFECTION HAS BEEN CONTAINED.
(Owen) THIS IS GOING TO BE A NIGHTMARE.
(Miranda) FIRST PATIENT-- JOYCE BASCHE--
SHE DIDN'T MAKE IT.
(man) DR. MIRANDA BAILEY IS A CARRIER OF MRSA USA600.
(Meredith) THE ONLY DOCTOR WHO TOUCHED ALL THREE PATIENTS...
WAS YOU.
FOR HOW LONG DID YOU SCRUB?
(Miranda) IT'S AN UNUSUALLY AGGRESSIVE INFECTION.
(Richard) ...AND ONE DOCTOR ONLY.
(Miranda) BUT WE'RE GONNA TAKE CARE OF HER.
(Meredith) IT'S A THIRD ONE.
(Miranda) YOU HAVE MY RESULTS.
CAN YOU GET ME MY RESULTS, PLEASE?
(crying) I DID.
(Richard) ...ONE DOCTOR ALONE. SHE'S BEEN ISOLATED.
DR. MIRANDA BAILEY...
I HAVE THE STRAIN OF STAPH?
...P.M.
(Miranda crying) DID I DO THIS?
DID I DO THIS?
DID I DO THIS?
(sets Petri dish down)
(indistinct conversations)
HEY.
YOU WANT TO TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED?
I JUST... WANTED TO GO TO SLEEP.
ETHAN, YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS IT IS
TO TAKE MEDICINE THAT ISN'T YOURS?
YOU COULD'VE DIED.
NEVER TAKE ANY PILLS WITHOUT A PARENT'S PERMISSION.
I DON'T THINK I HAVE ANY PARENTS ANYMORE.
HEY. HEY, THAT'S...
(sighs) THAT IS NOT TRUE.
YOUR DAD IS...
(sighs)
CAN'T YOU TRY SOMETHING ELSE?
WHY AREN'T YOU TRYING ANYTHING?
WE ARE.
WE'RE TRYING EVERYTHING WE CAN THINK OF
TO WAKE HIM UP, ETHAN.
WE HAVEN'T GIVEN UP ON HIM.
NEITHER SHOULD YOU.
(inhales sharply)
(crying)
HEY. HEY.
(continues crying)
IT'S GONNA BE OKAY.
OKAY?
HEY, YOU WANT TO GO SPLIT A FEW DOZEN PITCHERS?
YES. YES, I DO.
(Jason and Jo shouting indistinctly)
WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?
I DON'T KNOW AND I DON'T CARE.
I TOLD HER THE GUY WAS A ***. WHATEVER.
LET'S GO.
(shouting continues)
(door hisses closed)
WHAT DID THE SOCIAL WORKER SAY?
UH, SHE SAID THESE WERE EXTRAORDINARY CIRCUMSTANCES,
WHICH IS WHY SHE WOULDN'T TAKE ETHAN INTO CUSTODY.
BUT, UM, I THINK MAYBE SHE SHOULD.
NANCY, HE IS OKAY. YOU CAN DO THIS.
NO. THAT BOY NEEDS HIS MOTHER.
A MOTHER OR FATHER.
I MEAN, HE NEEDS A HOME, A PLACE TO RUN,
AND A SCHOOL.
I-I CAN'T EVEN DRIVE ANYMORE. I HAVE CATARACTS.
I TAKE THE BUS TO SEE MY HUSBAND AT THE FACILITY--
IS THERE ANYONE-- ANYONE IN THE FAMILY--
A-A COUSIN, A DISTANT RELATIVE, THAT--
NO, NO. RACHEL LOST HER PARENTS YOUNG,
AND...
NO. NO.
(crying) IT'S JUST ME.
WHAT AM I GONNA DO?
NANCY, TAKE A BREATH.
WE'RE--LET'S JUST FOCUS
ON FINDING A SOLUTION FOR RIGHT NOW.
BUT IT'S NOT JUST FOR RIGHT NOW.
YOU KNOW IT AS MUCH AS I DO.
PAUL...
IS GONE.
(continues crying)
MY GOD, HOW COULD WE HAVE LOST BOTH OF THEM
ALL AT ONCE?
(continues crying) HE--HE NEEDS...
SOMEONE TO LOOK AFTER HIM,
AND I CAN'T.
I JUST CAN'T.
(continues crying)
(speaks indistinctly)
(indistinct conversations)
(door bells jingle)
OH, CRAP.
GOOD LUCK.
I KNOW. I KNOW.
NO, SHUT UP. SHUT UP.
SHUT UP. SHUT UP.
SHUT THE HELL UP.
SHUT UP.
RIGHT NOW I NEED FOR YOU TO NOT TALK, OKAY?
(billiard balls clacking)
IT'S 'CAUSE YOU'RE HEAD OF THE HOSPITAL NOW, RIGHT?
THAT'S WHY YOU HAVEN'T CALLED ME IN 11 DAYS.
BECAUSE I HATE MYSELF.
I HATE THAT I KNOW HOW MANY DAYS IT'S BEEN
SINCE WE HUNG OUT.
AND I HATE MYSELF EVEN MORE FOR ASKING YOU ABOUT IT,
LIKE SOME NEEDY...
BORING, BOY-OBSESSED LITTLE GIRL...
WHO I'M NOT. LET'S BE CLEAR ABOUT THAT.
BUT I D--I D-- I DO NEED TO KNOW WHY
IT'S BEEN 11 DAYS.
(clack)
(woman) ♪ FILL ME WITH YOUR BREATH ♪
NOW YOU CAN TALK.
♪♪♪
BECAUSE I'M THE HEAD OF THE HOSPITAL.
THAT'S NO EXCUSE FOR STANDING ME UP.
I DON'T CARE.
I DESERVE TO BE TREATED BETTER.
SO...
YOU KNOW, DO THAT.
'CAUSE I JUST D--
♪ YOU DECIDE WHAT YOU SEE ♪
(purse thuds)
♪ LET IT BURN THERE IN YOUR HAND ♪
♪ WATCH IT GROW ♪
(clicks button)
(bell dings)
♪ WHERE THE LIGHT COMES ♪
HEY.
I WAS HOPING I'D RUN INTO YOU AGAIN TODAY.
(sighs)
UM... HAS THERE BEEN A CHANGE IN TYLER'S SURGERY?
NO.
♪♪♪
PEOPLE TELL YOU ALL THE TIME YOU HAVE REALLY PRETTY EYES?
WHAT ARE THEY, HAZEL?
BLUE? (laughs)
THEY'RE BLUE.
I'M MARRIED.
I'M HAPPILY MARRIED.
UM, YOU MET HER, UH, EARLIER TODAY.
DR. TORRES. ORTHO. HOT. BRUNETTE.
AND, UH, WOW, TALK ABOUT EYES.
PRETTY EYES. HERS ARE JUST... MAGICAL.
AND, UM, TH--IT--I'M--
AND I'M MARRIED.
ALSO, I HAVE ONE LEG.
(ding)
DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY
ARIZONA ROBBINS THERE ARE ON THE INTERNET?
(whispers) ONE.
♪ HAND TO HEART ♪
SEE YOU TOMORROW.
♪ HEART TO HAND ♪
♪ MY HAND TO YOU ♪
♪ RUST TO GOLD, YOU DECIDE ♪
♪ WHAT YOU SEE AND WHAT YOU HOLD ♪
YOU PUT A CHAIN-SAWED LADY BACK TOGETHER
WHILE I SUFFERED THROUGH A MOYAMOYA.
THE MOYAMOYA FIX IS AMAZING.
USING THE OMENTUM FOR REVASCULARIZATION--
(imitates snoring)
YOU STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW THE TRICK WORKED?
(sighs) I THINK I FIGURED OUT WHERE THE TRAPDOOR IS,
BUT I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND WHEN THE SWITCH HAPPENS.
YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW, KID.
TRUST ME. IT'LL RUIN IT.
♪ LET IT DIE, OH, LET IT DIE ♪
(Ben) HEY.
YEAH, JUST BARELY.
SURE.
♪ RUST TO GOLD ♪
SHE NEEDS YOU.
♪ WHAT YOU SEE AND WHAT YOU HOLD ♪
♪ LET IT BURN THERE IN YOUR HAND ♪
(Meredith) AS SURGEONS, WE ARE NO STRANGER
TO THE BREAKS AND TEARS IN THE HUMAN BODY.
IN FACT, WE SACRIFICE THE BETTER PART OF OUR 20s...
LEARNING EVERY POSSIBLE WAY TO MAKE IT WHOLE AGAIN.
(Ben) MIRANDA. OPEN THE DOOR.
BUT THERE ARE SOME WOUNDS A SURGEON CAN'T REPAIR.
UH...
IT TAKES A KIND OF POWER WE JUST DON'T HAVE.
I GOT ON A PLANE AS SOON AS I HEARD.
WHO CALLED YOU?
YEAH, IT DOES.
YOUR INTERN EXAMS ARE COMING UP... S-SOON.
AND I'M YOUR HUSBAND.
BEING THERE FOR YOU IS MY MAIN JOB NOW.
THERE'S NO NEED TO KEEP DOING THINGS BY YOURSELF ANYMORE.
COME HERE.
MM.
THIS WASN'T YOUR FAULT.
YEAH. YEAH, IT WAS MY FAULT.
NO, YOU WERE CLEARED.
NO, IT WAS MY INFECTION.
I PUT MY HANDS IN THOSE PATIENTS,
AND THEY DIED.
I OPERATED ON THEM, AND THEY DIED...
(voice breaking) A SON...
AND A MOTHER AND A... AND A TEACHER.
I KNEW THEIR FAMILIES.
AND THEY ALL DIED BECAUSE OF ME.
NOW THEY WANT ME TO GO BACK IN AN O.R.
(exhales deeply)
(normal voice) I MEAN, THEY--THEY SAY THAT IT--
IT DOESN'T HAPPEN AGAIN, BUT NOBODY KNOWS THAT.
I-I'VE BEEN, UM, TESTING MYSELF
AND, UH, TESTING MYSELF
AND TESTING MYSELF.
BUT IT DOESN'T GO AWAY,
THE... UM, FEELING.
I F-FEEL SO...
(crying) DIRTY.
(The Boxer Rebellion's "New York" playing)
(continues crying) JUST ALL THE TIME.
SO... DIRTY.
(clears throat)
THEY ALL DIED...
BECAUSE OF ME.
(whispers) NO.
NO. NO.
(continues crying)
♪ I DON'T BELIEVE ♪
♪ THE THINGS I SAY ♪
♪ ABOUT US ♪
♪ WHEN I'M DRUNK ♪
YOU'VE CHANGED.
♪ AND DISTANCE LEADS ♪
♪ TO BETTER DAYS ♪
YOU WANT A KID.
DON'T YOU?
♪ WHEN YOU'RE GONE ♪
I WANT YOU.
OWEN--
I WANT... YOU.
♪ IN NEW YORK ♪
♪ IN NEW YORK ♪
♪ IN NEW YORK ♪
(siren wailing)
♪ I WALKED THE LINE ♪
♪ OF GREAT UNKNOWNS ♪
THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS MAGIC.
(Meredith) YEAH!
HI.
ABRACADABRA, GENIE-IN-A-BOTTLE KIND OF WAY.
SO GOOD.
OH.
(Derek) THANK YOU.
CHEERS.
MMM.
OH, MY GOD. SHE'S SO PERFECT.
(laughs) YEP.
WHAT IF HE'S A MONSTER?
HE'S NOT GONNA BE A MONSTER.
WHAT IF HE HATES HER? WHAT IF HE STEALS HER TOYS?
WELL, HE IS GONNA STEAL HER TOYS
BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT KIDS DO.
CAN I HAVE SOME MORE?
LOOKIT. SHE'S JUST SO HAPPY.
YOU DON'T HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN, DO YOU?
I THINK SHE WILL HANDLE HIM JUST FINE.
YOU'RE WEARING A PRINCESS CROWN.
I AM.
SHE'S VERY GOOD
AT GETTING PEOPLE TO SUBMIT TO HER WILL.
(chuckles)
♪ IN NEW YORK ♪
GOOD PINKIE ACTION.
(imitates British accent) WON'T YOU GIVE ME SOME MORE TEA,
(laughs) DELICIOUS.
♪♪♪
(jangles keys)
OH, MAN. YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE.
I'M TRYING TO LEAVE YOU ALONE.
I'M TRYING TO GET OUT OF YOUR FREAKIN' LIFE,
BUT YOU'RE EVERYWHERE.
AND NOW YOU SHOW UP TO TELL ME THE SAME THING?
WELL, GUESS WHAT.
BUT THERE IS A MAGIC IN KNOWING
THAT WHILE NOT EVERYTHING CAN BE REPAIRED...
CAN I STAY HERE?
PLEASE.
MOST EVERYTHING CAN BE SURVIVED.