Original subtitles

(shower running)

(Meredith) BIOLOGY DETERMINES MUCH OF THE WAY WE LIVE.

FROM THE MOMENT WE'RE BORN, WE KNOW HOW TO BREATHE AND EAT.

AS WE GROW OLDER, NEW INSTINCTS KICK IN.

OH. WE BECOME TERRITORIAL.

TOWEL.

OH.

(inhales sharply) OW! OH, SORRY.

JEEZ. SORRY.

YEAH.

(man and woman) ♪ WE COULD ♪

YOU KNOW THIS ISN'T NORMAL?

(kissing sounds)

WE LEARN TO COMPETE.

(both giggling)

(Mark) YO, TORRES. (knock on door)

OH, SHOOT. I TOLD HIM I'D WORK OUT THIS MORNING.

BUT THIS IS LIKE WORKING OUT. IT'S JUST MORE FUN.

COME ON. NO PAIN, NO GAIN. GO AWAY, MARK!

WHAT? HEY, BE NICE. HE'S LONELY.

DID YOU JUST SAY MY-- (Arizona and Callie) OH! OH!

RIGHT. NICE.

YOU FINISH. I'LL WAIT.

(sighs)

(Callie grunts)

♪♪♪

♪ WE DON'T HAVE TO BE HONEST ♪

WE SEEK SHELTER.

TAKE A LOOK AT SOME OF THE FINE DETAILS UP HERE.

IT WAS BUILT AROUND THE TURN OF THE CENTURY. WAIT. THESE ARE THE ORIGINAL DOORS?

YOU BET.

WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE UPSTAIRS.

ANTIQUE HARDWARE ON THOSE WINDOWS.

THAT'S A COOL FIREPLACE.

YOU KNOW, IT'S REALLY A LOT OF SPACE.

IF WE KNOCK THROUGH THIS WALL,

WE'D GET ALL THAT LIGHT TO FLOOD THROUGH.

HEY, YOU LIKE THE, UH, THE FIREMEN'S POLE?

(chuckles)

MM.

(chuckles)

OKAY. UM, THIS COULD BE OUR HOUSE.

I KINDA NEED YOU TO CARE.

♪ HIDING ♪

(sighs)

WE'LL THINK ABOUT IT.

MOST IMPORTANT OF ALL? WE REPRODUCE.

(exhales deeply)

I DRANK A LOT OF TEQUILA IN COLLEGE...

AFTER. WELL, IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I'VE DONE MY O.B. ROTATIONS,

BUT I DON'T RECALL TEQUILA

GETTING IN THE WAY OF CONCEPTION.

IT'S THE OPPOSITE, ACTUALLY. (laughs)

I... COULD HAVE, UH, ENDOMETRIOSIS OR ADHESIONS OR--

LOOK, SHE'S GONNA COME IN HERE,

AND SHE'S GONNA SAY EVERYTHING'S FINE.

(door opens) SOMETIMES BIOLOGY CAN TURN ON US, THOUGH.

SO...

WE HAVE A FEW THINGS TO DISCUSS HERE.

♪ AH, AH, AH ♪

YEAH,

BIOLOGY SUCKS SOMETIMES.

(Meredith) "HOSTILE"?

DID SHE REALLY CALL MY UTERUS HOSTILE?

(Derek) ARE YOU FORGETTING WHAT SHE SAID AFTER THAT? WHAT, ABOUT MY HOSTILE UTERUS

CAUSING ME TO MISCARRY THE FIRST TIME,

OR THE LIKELIHOOD THAT IT'LL HAPPEN AGAIN? BUT THERE IS A TREATMENT. SHE SAID--

HOSTILE. WELL, YOU'RE JUST GETTING STUCK ON A WORD.

HOW WOULD YOU FEEL

IF SHE CALLED YOUR PENIS "ANGRY" OR "SNIDE"? THAT'S A GOOD POINT,

BUT THE IMPORTANT THING IS THAT YOU'RE HEALTHY.

JUST THINK OF ALL THE FUN WE'RE GONNA HAVE TRYING NOW.

I'M LATE FOR ROUNDS.

(sighs)

(door opens)

(Miranda) YOU PAGED?

DID YOU KNOW THAT BARIATRIC CENTERS ARE

SOME OF THE LEADING MONEYMAKERS

IN HOSPITALS RIGHT NOW, DR. BAILEY?

I HAVE ROUNDS, SIR. AND THAT'S INTERESTING,

CONSIDERING THAT SEATTLE GRACE DOESN'T HAVE ONE.

AND DO YOU KNOW WHY WE DON'T HAVE ONE, DR. BAILEY?

SPACE, DR. BAILEY. WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH SPACE.

OH, OH, CHIEF, OKAY,

IF YOU GO ANYWHERE NEAR

MY DENNY DUQUETTE MEMORIAL CLINIC,

YOU WILL COME TO WORK TOMORROW AND FIND ME

AND EVERY NURSE WHO LOVES ME CHAINED TO ITS DOORS.

WE NEED MONEY, BAILEY.

EVER SINCE THE SHOOTING, WE'VE BEEN IN SURVIVAL MODE

WHEN WE NEED TO BE IN FIGHT MODE,

GROUNDBREAKING SURGERY MODE, BACK-TO-NUMBER-ONE-RANKING MODE.

IT'S MY TURN TO HAVE CRISTINA YANG ON MY SERVICE.

THAT'S ALL THE FIGHT I HAVE IN ME TODAY.

(indistinct conversations)

HOSTILE UTERUS.

MM. HOUSE HUNTING WITH MY HUSBAND.

AT LEAST IT'S NOT CANCER.

AT LEAST YOU'RE CALLING HIM YOUR HUSBAND.

OH. BABY STEPS. WHATEV.

HEY, UH, DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG

APRIL AND JACKSON ARE PLANNING TO STAY IN THE HOUSE? UH, AS LONG AS THEY LIKE. WHY?

WELL, APRIL'S TAKEN OVER IZZIE'S ROOM,

WHICH WAS FINE WHEN IT WAS TEMPORARY,

BUT I LIVE IN THE ATTIC,

AND I SLEEP NEXT TO CHRISTMAS ORNAMENTS. HMM.

APRIL'S BEST FRIEND JUST DIED, AND SHE'S ALL ALONE.

I'M NOT EVIL. IT'S JUST... SHE'S ANNOYING. (sirens wailing)

OKAY? I FIND HER ANNOYING.

REALLY? I FIND YOU MUCH MORE ANNOYING.

CAR RAN INTO A LAUNDROMAT. MULTIPLE TRAUMAS! (sneakers squeak)

I'M NOT WRONG.

MM.

PRETTY ANNOYING.

YOU COMING?

BABY STEPS DON'T INCLUDE MULTIPLE TRAUMAS.

YOU GO KILL IT.

(exhales slowly)

(gasps) OOH, HI.

YOU NEED TO START SLEEPING WITH MARK AGAIN.

I DO? YEAH, FOR MY SAKE, YOU DO.

HE WON'T LEAVE US ALONE.

AT THE APARTMENT, AT--AT WORK, I MEAN, IN OUR BEDROOM--

IT'S LIKE I'M DATING MARK AGAINST MY WILL.

COME ON. TWICE A WEEK. THAT'S ALL I'M ASKING. I AM NOT BABYSITTING MARK FOR YOU.

BESIDES, I AM TOO TIRED FOR SEX WITH ANYONE RIGHT NOW.

I WAS UP ALL NIGHT DICTATING CHARTS AGAIN. WELL, YOU KNOW, THERE'S A THING CALLED A RESIDENT

THAT CAN DO THAT FOR YOU. YEAH, AND MY RESIDENT IS AVERY.

HE STILL KNOCKING OVER TRAYS IN THE O.R.? YES,

AND SCRIBBLING PATIENT ORDERS IN HIS THIRD-GRADE SCRAWL

AND PAGING ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

FOR PATIENTS WHO ARE NOWHERE NEAR DYING. AT LEAST HE'S NICE TO LOOK AT.

TRUE.

THANK YOU. (groans)

YOU JUST GOT CALLED A DUMB BLOND. (laughs)

CAN YOU FIND OUT ABOUT MY HUSBAND? HIS NAME'S LARRY.

HE WAS IN THE CAR WITH YOU?

NO, HE WAS IN THE LAUNDROMAT. I-I HIT HIM.

I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.

I WAS IN THE CAR OUTSIDE THE LAUNDROMAT,

AND THE NEXT THING I KNOW, THE CAR'S INSIDE THE LAUNDROMAT,

AND THERE WAS SCREAMING. (cries) OKAY.

(siren wails) DO YOU WANT TO ORDER HER LABS OR TAKE HER SCANS?

YOU CAN TAKE HER. TAKE IT ALL, TAKER.

WHAT? LOST VITALS IN THE AMBULANCE BAY.

GET ME EPI AND CHARGE THE DEFIBRILLATOR NOW.

(crying) LARRY. THAT'S HIM! THAT--THAT'S MY HUSBAND.

THAT'S... IS HE GONNA BE OKAY?

(sighs) I CANNOT GO OUT THIS WAY.

I-I CAN'T DIE IN A FREAK LAUNDROMAT ACCIDENT.

OW!

SORRY.

YOU CANNOT FIND ANYTHING WRONG.

I'M SUPPOSED TO GO TO BRAZIL NEXT WEEK.

(exhales deeply) RIO.

AND I JUST PERFECTED MY ACCENT.

VOCE TEM UMA CAMISINHA?

I'M... FINE. HOW ARE YOU?

NOPE. I JUST ASKED YOU IF YOU HAD A CONDOM.

'CAUSE THAT'S THE ONE SENTENCE I LEARN

BEFORE TRAVELING SOMEPLACE NOW.

YEAH. NOW YOU TOTALLY THINK I'M A SLUT.

OH, I DON'T. UM... TAKE A BREATH FOR ME, PLEASE.

(inhales deeply)

IT TOTALLY MAKES YOU THINK I'M A SLUT

UNTIL I TELL YOU I HAVE HUNTINGTON'S DISEASE.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

YEAH, YOU'RE NOT GONNA FIND IT ON THE CHART.

THE PARAMEDIC WAS SO CUTE,

SO I JUST DIDN'T MENTION ANYTHING,

BECAUSE, YOU KNOW, THE WHOLE FATAL GENETIC CONDITION,

IT JUST DOESN'T SCREAM "SEXY."

HAVE YOU STARTED SHOWING SYMPTOMS?

NO.

MY, UH, MY MOTHER DIED,

SO I GOT TESTED FOR THE GENE.

SHE WAS 45, SO I HAVE ABOUT 10 YEARS LEFT.

OR FIVE IF YOU COUNT THE ONES I CAN ACTUALLY ENJOY.

WELL, THE ACCIDENT SHOULDN'T AFFECT YOUR HUNTINGTON'S.

I KNOW THAT. I'M JUST TELLING YOU

SO THAT YOU GET THAT YOU HAVE TO WORK REALLY HARD TO FIX ME,

BECAUSE I CAN LIVE WITH THE FACT THAT I'M GONNA DIE,

BUT TO DIE DOING LAUNDRY? NO.

I WANT TO ACCIDENTALLY FALL OFF THE EIFFEL TOWER

BECAUSE THE THREE MEN AND THE MULTIPLE ORGASMS

WERE TOO MUCH.

(laughs)

YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT, DR. ROBBINS.

HIS POTTABALLET KICKED THE OTHER KIDS' ASSES.

IT'S PAS de BOURRéE, DAD. ISN'T THAT WHAT I SAID?

YOU SAID IT IN AMERICAN, FRED. IT'S FRENCH, RIGHT, SWEETIE?

YES, AND IT'S NOT SOMETHING THAT YOU REALLY KICK ASS AT.

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE CANCER NOW?

ANYTHING TO MAKE THEM STOP.

YEAH. UM, DR. KAREV?

JAKE FISHER, 15, UH, OSTEOSARCOMA OF THE RIGHT TIBIA.

TODAY HE'LL BE GETTING A MINOR BONE DISSECTION.

HOW LONG AFTER THE SURGERY BEFORE I CAN DANCE AGAIN?

HE'S ANXIOUS 'CAUSE HIS BALLET COMPANY

IS DOING "SWAN LAKE" THIS SPRING.

YEAH, IT'S LIKE HIS SUPER BOWL. (Callie and Arizona laugh)

JAKE, YOUR RECOVERY WILL DEPEND ON TODAY'S SCANS.

THEY'LL TELL US HOW MUCH THE CHEMO SHRUNK THE TUMOR,

BUT TRUST ME, WE WILL HAVE YOU BACK ON YOUR FEET

AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, OKAY?

OKAY, CAN YOU TELL ME WHEN THE PAIN STARTED, MR. FINK? A-A FEW DAYS AGO.

I'M A BIOLOGIST. I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF AN EXPERIMENT.

PAN.

(wretches)

OKAY.

OH.

STOP! DON'T TAKE THAT ANYWHERE.

THAT COULD BE RESEARCH LOST.

SIR, YOU'RE VERY SICK.

YOU NEED TO PUT ASIDE YOUR WORK FOR THE MOMENT. (splashes)

IT'S NOT JUST WORK. IT'S A CURE FOR ASTHMA.

WHAT? DR. BAILEY.

JUST GET RID OF THE VOMIT, YANG. (splashing)

I-I DON'T THINK YOU WANT ME TO DO THAT.

(gasps)

THERE'S MY CURE.

ISN'T HE BEAUTIFUL?

(sighs)

RESEARCH HAS FOUND,

WORMS PRODUCE AN ENZYME THAT CUT DOWN ON ALLERGIES.

I'M APPLYING THE THEORY TO ASTHMA.

YOU EAT WORMS?

YANG. HOW LONG DO THESE EXPERIMENTS LAST?

MM. STANDARD IS A MONTH OR TWO.

AND THEN I TAKE THE ANTIPARASITIC TO PASS THEM. (beeps)

BUT I CAN EXTRACT MORE ENZYME THE LONGER I GROW THEM.

A YEAR IS PUSHING IT, APPARENTLY.

YOU'VE HAD THESE WORMS INSIDE OF YOU FOR A YEAR?

343 DAYS TO BE EXACT.

HAVEN'T HAD AN ASTHMA ATTACK IN SIX MONTHS.

(chuckles) (Cristina) DR. BAILEY.

MY, THEY'VE GROWN.

YOU HAVE A NASTY BOWEL OBSTRUCTION, MR. FINK.

YOU NEED SURGERY.

OH, NO. THAT WON'T DO.

SURGERY WILL THROW OFF THE ENTIRE EXPERIMENT.

I'D LIKE ANOTHER OPTION. SIR. OKAY, I'M SORRY, BUT--

IT'S THREE YEARS RESEARCH, DR. BAILEY.

RESEARCH YOU'D BE CONTAMINATING THE MINUTE YOU CUT ME OPEN.

(sighs)

OKAY, DR. YANG'S GONNA GIVE YOU FLUID

AND PUT AN N.G. TUBE DOWN YOUR NOSE

TO OPEN THE OBSTRUCTION.

IT WILL BE PAINFUL, AND IF YOU DON'T IMPROVE IN A FEW HOURS,

YOU'RE GETTING THE SURGERY.

OPTION TWO IT IS THEN.

YOU KNOW HE'S CRAZY, RIGHT?

CRAZY IS RELATIVE, YANG.

IN FACT, SOME PEOPLE MIGHT SAY

THAT MISSING ROUNDS THIS MORNING

WHEN I'M CHARGE IS CRAZY BEHAVIOR, TOO.

BUT HERE I AM, TRUSTING YOU TO TAKE CARE OF MY PATIENT.

MAYBE I'M THE CRAZY ONE. WHAT DO YOU THINK?

AM I CRAZY TO TRUST YOU TO TAKE CARE OF MY PATIENT?

NO.

BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN SWALLOWING WORMS.

(sighs)

(Alex) WELL, HIS PAIN IS NOT TOO BAD.

THAT MEANS HIS TUMOR PROBABLY SHRUNK, RIGHT?

IF THE CHEMO DID ITS JOB. GUESS WHO JUST SCORED A TABLE

AT THAT NEW SUSHI PLACE THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO GET IN TO?

(Callie) NO WAY. 8:30, TABLE FOR 3.

OH, YOU KNOW, I DON'T-- I DON'T EAT SUSHI.

YEAH, YOU DO. YEAH, I DID.

I DID, BUT THEN I GOT SICK AFTER I ATE

ONE OF THOSE PREPACKAGED ROLLS AT THE CAFETERIA.

BAD MEMORY. (chuckles) YOU TWO GO.

I'LL CHANGE THE RESERVATION TO TWO.

(scanner thumping)

WHAT?

MM... (beeping)

TORRES, YOU SHOULD SEE THIS.

(sighs) GOD.

I HATE THIS JOB SOMETIMES.

LILA, YOUR C.T. SHOWS THAT YOU HAVE A RUPTURED DIAPHRAGM,

SO YOU'RE GONNA NEED SURGERY.

SO HOW WILL WE PROCEED, DR. AVERY?

PART OF YOUR STOMACH'S GONE INTO YOUR CHEST.

SO WE'LL PLACE YOUR STOMACH BACK

AND REPAIR THE DIAPHRAGM WITH MESH.

DR. GREY, DO YOU AGREE?

NO, I WOULD DO A DIRECT REPAIR WITH SUTURE INSTEAD OF MESH

BECAUSE THE DEFECT IS SO SMALL.

THAT'S RIGHT.

ALL RIGHT, DR. GREY, DRAW PRE-OP LABS.

YOU'RE SCRUBBING IN.

LILA, DO YOU NEED US TO CALL ANYONE FOR YOU?

NO. IT'S JUST ME.

BUT I WOULD LIKE IT IF HE WOULD WAIT BY MY BEDSIDE.

YEAH, YOU AND EVERY OTHER WOMAN IN THIS HOSPITAL.

ALL RIGHT. I'LL SEE YOU IN THE O.R.

THANK YOU.

OH, PLEASE TELL ME YOU'VE GOTTEN TO MAKE OUT WITH THAT.

NO. MARRIED, SO NO.

THAT'S A BUMMER.

ANY BABIES?

UH, NO, BUT THINKING ABOUT IT.

UM, DID YOU NEED ME TO SCRUB IN, TOO?

THE QUESTION SHOULD BE "MAY I SCRUB IN?"

LIKE YOU WANT TO.

RIGHT. IT'S MAY--MAY I.

NO, I THINK I'VE GOT ALL THE HANDS I NEED.

DR. ALTMAN...

I KNOW.

OKAY, I'VE BEEN OFF MY GAME LATELY,

AND YOU'VE SUFFERED BECAUSE OF IT.

BUT RIGHT NOW, I NEED YOU TO GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE.

OKAY? PLEASE.

I...

LOOK, I WANT TO SCRUB IN, OKAY?

(sighs)

OKAY. YEAH.

JUST, UM...

(elevator bell dings)

OKAY. (chuckles) OKAY.

(woman speaks indistinctly over p.a.)

MRS. DAVIS' SCANS ARE CLEAN?

YEAH, SO IS HER ULTRASOUND. I THINK WE SHOULD DO AN E.E.G.

REALLY? DO YOU THINK THAT'S REALLY--

SHE LOST CONTROL OF HER PARKED CAR,

HAS NO MEMORY OF HOW, SO I THINK THAT'S NECESSARY,

BUT YOU OUTRANK ME, SO... (laughs) WHATEVER.

WELL, SURE, FINE. LET'S DO IT.

UM... HEY, HOW WOULD YOU FEEL

IF I STARTED A CHORE WHEEL AT THE HOUSE?

THE BOYS ARE SO MESSY,

AND I DID ONE WITH REED AT OUR OLD APARTMENT,

AND YOU'D BE SURPRISED HOW WELL IT WORKS.

ARE YOU MOVING IN, LIKE, PERMANENTLY?

WHY? DO--DO YOU THINK THAT'S NOT OKAY?

(chuckles) SHOULD I TALK TO MEREDITH ABOUT THAT? WELL, THAT'S UP TO YOU,

BUT I WOULDN'T BRING UP THE CHORE WHEEL.

MEREDITH WOULD HATE THAT.

HEY, HOW'S OUR RECKLESS DRIVER?

UH, SHE'S NOT RECKLESS.

SHE MAY HAVE HAD SYNCOPE OR A SEIZURE-- HEY, MER.

LEXIE AND I WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT THE HOUSING SITUATION--

IF THIS IS ABOUT IZZIE'S ROOM-- NO. NO, NO, NO, IT'S NOT ABOUT IZZIE'S ROOM.

IT'S ABOUT A CHORE WHEEL.

APRIL WOULD LIKE TO START ONE.

THAT'S A GREAT IDEA.

WHAT? GREAT. I'LL, UH, I'LL SET IT UP TONIGHT.

GREAT. HEY, UM... (lowered voice) HOW'D IT GO THIS MORNING?

EH. (Lexie) WHAT HAPPENED THIS MORNING?

(normal voice) BUT YOU'RE OKAY, RIGHT? YEAH, YEAH, I'M FINE.

WHY WOULDN'T YOU BE FINE? NOTHING. I HAVE TO GO.

WH-- WHAT WAS THIS MORNING?

YOU SHOULD TALK TO MEREDITH.

(sighs)

(speaking inaudibly)

WHAT ARE THEY SAYING?

ARE THEY SAYING THE CHEMO DIDN'T WORK?

WE SHOULD WAIT FOR YOUR PARENTS.

OH, MY GOD.

YOU WANT TO CUT OFF MY LEG?

OH, MY GOD.

(Joshua Radin's "You Got What I Need" playing)

UH, LOOK...

THERE'S A SPRINTER WITH PROSTHETICS

THAT RUNS FASTER THAN GUYS WITH REAL LEGS. THERE'S GOTTA BE ANOTHER WAY. MORE--MORE CHEMO OR--

YEAH, BUT WITH PROSTHETICS TODAY, IT'S--IT'S AMAZING.

YOU DON'T GET IT! I NEED MY LEG!

I GET IT.

NO, YOU DON'T.

IT'S--I...

(voice breaking) I-I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT.

I, UM...

JUST...

I'LL SHOW YOU.

L-LET ME SHOW YOU.

♪ BABY, YOU ♪

(exhales)

♪ YOU GOT WHAT I NEED ♪

IF HE GETS INJURED, THIS IS ON YOU, KAREV.

♪ YOU GOT MY SUNSHINE ♪

♪ BABY, YOU ♪

♪ YOU GOT WHAT I NEED ♪

♪ BABY, YOU ♪

♪ YOU GOT MY SUNSHINE ♪

♪ OOH ♪

♪ WHEN I SEE YOU ♪

♪ IT'S A... ♪

♪ BEAUTIFUL WORLD ♪

♪ BUT WHEN YOU'RE GONE ♪

♪ OOH ♪

♪ I WANT YOU IN MY ARMS ♪

♪ IT'S ALL I CAN DREAM OF ♪

♪ BABY, YOU ♪

♪ YOU GOT WHAT I NEED ♪

♪ BABY, YOU ♪

♪ YOU GOT MY SUNSHINE ♪

♪ OOH ♪

♪ BABY, YOU ♪

♪ YOU GOT WHAT I NEED ♪

YOU SEE THAT?

THAT'S MY BOY.

♪ BABY, YOU ♪

♪ YOU GOT MY SUNSHINE ♪

IT'S THAT...

RIGHT THERE.

BUILD ME A LEG THAT'LL LET ME DO THAT.

♪♪♪

SHE CALLED IT HOSTILE?

THAT'S... WELL, AT LEAST IT'S NOTHING TOO SERIOUS.

I'LL DO SOME RESEARCH ON TREATMENT OPTIONS.

HER UTERUS IS FRIENDLY.

IT'S SUNSHINY.

(dramatic voice) UNTOUCHED BY SCOURGE OF MAN.

PEPPY OVARIES, TOO. (Cristina laughs)

HEY, THE VENDING MACHINE'S WORKING AGAIN.

(crunches)

WHAT?

(woman) ♪ I'VE BEEN QUIET NEARLY ALL MY LIFE ♪

NOTHING. IS THIS THE SAME NOTHING THAT HAS TO DO

WITH WHERE YOU WERE THIS MORNING?

I WAS AT THE DENTIST THIS MORNING. I HAVE BAD TEETH.

(April, Meredith and Cristina laugh)

OH, OKAY, SO "TEETH" ARE CODE FOR WHAT?

I WENT TO THE O.B. TODAY.

I HAVE MASSIVE, BABY-SQUISHING FIBROIDS IN MY UTERUS.

OH, THAT'S TERRIBLE.

EH, GET OVER IT.

BUT YOU KNEW? KNEW WHAT?

NOTHING. THE VENDING MACHINE'S WORKING AGAIN.

(Cristina) MY PATIENT EATS WORMS. DUDE, ALTMAN FIRE YOU YET?

SHE IS NOT GONNA FIRE ME. WHAT'D YOU DO?

SHE THINKS HE'S A HOT PIECE OF BRAINLESS ASS.

OH, YOU'RE TOTALLY GONNA BE FIRED.

THE SITUATION IS UNDER CONTROL. THANK YOU.

YOU GOT A LINE ON ANY WEIRD BONE CANCER TREATMENTS

SO I DON'T HAVE TO CUT OFF MY BALLERINA KID'S LEG? RIGHT, 'CAUSE MY MEMORY IS ALL I'M GOOD FOR?

THERE WAS A STORY IN THE NEWS RECENTLY

WHERE THEY USED A CADAVER BONE TO REPLACE A CANCEROUS ONE.

YOU GET MY FRIES. OOH.

♪♪♪

(suction gurgling)

(door opens)

YOU PAGED?

YEAH, DR. KNOX'S SISTER JUST PUT HER HOUSE ON THE MARKET.

THEY JUST REDID IT. IT'S CLOSE TO MEREDITH'S HOUSE,

AND IT HAS NEVER BEEN A FIRE STATION, RIGHT?

YOU PAGED ME TO TALK REAL ESTATE?

W--THAT AND I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT WANT TO OBSERVE.

OUR GUY, HE GOT CAUGHT BETWEEN A CAR AND WASHING MACHINE,

AND YOU DON'T SEE THAT KIND OF CRUSH INJURY EVERY DAY,

BUT NO PRESSURE.

THANK YOU, BUT I HAVE TO MONITOR WORMS.

(Arizona) A ROTATIONPLASTY?

NO, NO, IT'S NOT POSSIBLE WITH THIS PART OF THE LEG.

FIBULAR GRAFTING?

OH, NO. CANCER'S SEEDED TO HIS FIBULA.

♪ DO, DO, DO, AND WE DO... ♪

(sighs deeply)

WHAT?

YOU DON'T LIKE MARK. ADMIT IT.

I LIKE MARK. LIAR.

I LIKE HIM. I DO.

WE'RE JUST, YOU KNOW... WE'RE DIFFERENT. (laughs) OH, MY GOD.

HOW ARE YOU DIFFERENT?

TELL ME, 'CAUSE I DON'T--I DON'T THINK YOU ACTUALLY ARE.

MNH-MNH. WHAT?

SHOULD I LEAVE? SHUT IT, KAREV. I'M WAITING.

(laughs)

♪ WHATEVER WE WANT TO DO ♪

LOOK...

IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T LIKE MARK. MM-HMM.

IT'S JUST THAT HE'S... MARK.

YOU KNOW, WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET.

BESIDES, YOU LIKE HIM,

SO WHAT DO I CARE IF HIS ABS ARE WHERE HIS SOUL SHOULD BE?

(laughs) OH, MY GOD.

FOUND IT!

FOUND IT RIGHT HERE.

WE DON'T HAVE TO CUT OFF HIS LEG.

(inhales sharply)

PAGE DR. BAILEY AND BOOK AN O.R.

MM-HMM. SURGERY? NO, PLEASE.

CAN'T WE WAIT JUST A LITTLE LONGER?

YOUR BOWEL COULD PERFORATE AND FILL YOUR ABDOMEN

WITH FECAL MATTER, SO, NO, WE CANNOT WAIT.

CAN YOU AT LEAST SALVAGE THE WORMS DURING THE SURGERY?

YOUR LIFE IS AT RISK BECAUSE OF A HYPOTHESIS YOU CAN'T SUPPORT.

OTHERWISE, YOU WOULD HAVE THE BACKING

OF AN ACTUAL ACCREDITED INSTITUTE,

SO LET THE WORMS GO.

I WORKED IN THOSE INSTITUTES MY WHOLE LIFE.

I SAT IN LABS,

RAN OTHER PEOPLE'S EXPERIMENTS.

I WAS DEAD INSIDE.

AND NOW FOR THE FIRST TIME,

I KNOW WHAT I'M MEANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE,

AND EVERYTHING ELSE-- ALL MY QUIRKS, MY FEARS,

THE FACT THAT PEOPLE FIND ME STRANGE--

NONE OF IT MATTERS BECAUSE I KNOW WHO I AM.

PLEASE.

SAVE THE WORMS.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

LET'S GET HIM PREPPED. (railing clatters)

"STROKE, INFECTION,

HEART ATTACK, SEVERE BLEEDING, LOSS OF LIFE"?

OH, WHAT THE HELL?

(chuckles)

WHEN DID THE CHOREA START?

CHOREA? I CALL THAT MY SPASTIC HAND TRICK.

(chuckles)

(sighs)

A FEW MONTHS AGO, I GUESS.

YOU TOLD YOUR DOCTORS? THEY KNOW, RIGHT?

LILA.

I--NO GUILT TRIP, PLEASE.

I WAS JUST STARTING TO LIKE YOU.

BUT YOU NEED TO TELL YOUR DOCTORS,

BECAUSE THEY CAN HELP YOU.

I WATCHED MY MOTHER GO THROUGH THIS, DR. GREY.

I-I KNOW HOW THIS GOES.

AFTER THE SPASTIC HAND COMES THE SLURRED SPEECH,

AND THEN THE TROUBLE WALKING, AND THE DIFFICULTY EATING,

AND THE SEIZURES, AND THE MEMORY LOSS,

AND THEN THE DEMENTIA SETS IN SO BADLY

THAT YOU DON'T KNOW IF YOU'RE IN THE SUPERMARKET

OR THE BATHROOM.

(voice breaking) SO SCREW GOING TO THE FREAKIN' DOCTOR.

I AM GOING TO BRAZIL.

(knock on door)

AH, DR. GREY.

I CAN USE YOUR INPUT.

DO YOU THINK DEREK WOULD CONSIDER

PUTTING HIS FACE ON A BILLBOARD? OH. THAT'S A LOT OF DEREK.

PRETTY GOOD PICTURE, RIGHT?

MM-HMM.

(sighs)

WHAT DO YOU NEED?

WHEN MY MOTHER WAS STILL HERE,

BEFORE SHE RETIRED...

DO YOU THINK THAT SHE EVER TRIED TO TELL YOU

ABOUT THE ALZHEIMER'S?

NO, NO.

SHE KEPT IT A SECRET FOR YEARS.

NO, I KNOW THAT, BUT... (stammers)

UM, WHEN DO YOU THINK IT STARTED?

DO YOU THINK SHE WAS TRYING TO TELL YOU, AND YOU DIDN'T

REALLY REALIZE THAT'S WHAT SHE WAS TRYING TO DO, WAS TELL YOU?

WELL, IT'S POSSIBLE, I GUESS.

UH, AND I DON'T REMEMBER...

IS EVERYTHING OKAY, MEREDITH?

YEAH, IT'S FINE. JUST...

I WOULD NEVER GO TO A HOSPITAL

THAT PUT ITS DOCTORS ON BILLBOARDS,

FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH.

(door opens)

(door closes)

HIS B.P. HAS DROPPED TO 90 OVER 60,

AND HE'S SHOWING SIGNS OF PERITONITIS.

GOOD WORK, YANG. YOU'RE FREE TO SCRUB IN IF YOU LIKE,

UH, EVEN JUST TO OBSERVE.

NO ONE'S GONNA MAKE YOU DO ANYTHING YOU DON'T WANT.

(indistinct conversations)

I'M NOT READY. (door closes)

THANK YOU, THOUGH, FOR ASKING.

(indistinct conversations)

(door closes)

OKAY, SO WE'LL TAKE OUT THE BONE, AND THEN TREAT IT

WITH HIGH DOSES OF RADIATION TO KILL THE CANCER.

30 MINUTES LATER, WE REINSERT THE BONE BACK INTO JAKE'S LEG.

USUALLY THE PROCEDURE IS DONE USING A CADAVER BONE,

SO THERE'S NO RISK OF PUTTING CANCER BACK IN THE BODY,

BUT WE COULDN'T FIND A MATCH FOR JAKE ON SUCH SHORT NOTICE.

SO THERE'S A CHANCE THE CANCER COULD COME BACK? WELL, THAT'S WHY AMPUTATION'S LESS RISKY.

BUT IF WE DO THIS, IF YOU AGREE,

WE WILL MONITOR JAKE CLOSELY, SCANS EVERY FEW MONTHS,

AND IF THE CANCER RETURNS, WE'LL DO THE AMPUTATION.

BUT THIS IS DONE A LOT?

UH, IT'S ONLY BEEN DONE A FEW TIMES IN THE WORLD.

SO IF WE DO THIS, I MEAN, IF WE SAY YES,

THERE'S A CHANCE HE'D KEEP HIS LEG FOREVER?

WE HOPE.

IT'S A BIG RISK, BUDDY.

GOD KNOWS, I LOVE TO WATCH YOU DANCE, BUT...

WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

OH, THAT'S--THAT'S BETWEEN YOU AND YOUR FOLKS, JAKE.

(Jake) NO.

I WANT TO KNOW.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

IF IT WAS MY ARM, AND, UH,

I COULDN'T OPERATE ANYMORE, I...

I'D DO EVERYTHING THAT I COULD TO KEEP IT.

(sighs) WELL, WE'VE RUN AN E.K.G., C.T.,

AND DONE BLOOD WORK.

FORTUNATELY, THEY'VE ALL COME BACK NORMAL.

YOU MEAN UNFORTUNATELY.

THEY'RE WAITING TO TAKE MY STATEMENT.

WELL, IT WAS JUST AN ACCIDENT, MRS. DAVIS.

YOU PROBABLY JUST PRESSED THE WRONG PEDAL.

OH, TELL THAT TO THEM.

THEY THROW PEOPLE IN JAIL ALL THE TIME

FOR THIS SORT OF THING.

(man speaks indistinctly)

THERE IS ANOTHER TEST WE CAN RUN. (April) WHAT?

IT'S CALLED A TILT TEST.

IT CAN TELL US IF YOU FAINTED BEFORE THE ACCIDENT.

WE'LL SCHEDULE IT RIGHT AWAY.

(April) DID YOU GET APPROVAL FOR A TILT TEST?

NO. OKAY, WELL, I HATE TO PULL RANK HERE,

BUT I AM A YEAR AHEAD OF YOU-- WE'RE AT WORK, APRIL, THERE'S NO CHORE WHEEL.

IF I WANT TO RUN A TILT TEST, I'M GONNA RUN A TILT TEST.

(scoffs)

I'D THROW A PARTY.

FLY EVERYONE TO AN AMAZING BEACH,

ALL EXPENSES PAID.

I MEAN, I'D HAVE TO MAX OUT MY CREDIT CARDS

IN ORDER TO PAY FOR IT, BUT WHAT DO I CARE?

I WOULDN'T BE AROUND TO HAVE TO PAY IT OFF. SUCTION.

I'D DO WHAT LILA DID. I'D QUIT, SELL THE HOUSE,

AND BUM AROUND THE GLOBE. AND HOW WOULD DEREK FEEL ABOUT THAT?

AH, HE COULD COME ALONG IF HE WANTED.

(laughs)

THERE'S SOMETHING SAD ABOUT THAT, THOUGH.

WANDERING AROUND, LIVING IN HOTELS--

THAT'S--THAT'S NOT A LIFE.

THIS, THOUGH, EVEN IF I WAS GONNA DIE TOMORROW,

I'D STILL WANT TO DO IT.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

CAN I TRY THE DIAPHRAGM REPAIR?

WHAT?

THE REPAIR, CAN I...

CAN I TRY IT?

UH, N-- UH, NO, NO, YOU CAN'T.

I'M--I'M GOOD, THOUGH. THANK YOU.

(stapler thunks)

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

(monitor beeping erratically)

OH, HE'S HYPERTENSIVE. GET HIS PRESSURE BACK UP.

OKAY, GET SOME SALINE IN HERE QUICK. CLAMP.

I NEED MORE IRRIGATION IN HERE NOW. (woman) RIGHT AWAY.

DR. BAILEY, WHAT'S WRONG?

HE'S PERFORATED.

I HAVE TO EVACUATE THIS ABSCESS. SUCTION.

(woman) SUCTION. CAN'T YOU JUST USE ANTIBIOTICS?

IF I WANT TO RISK LOSING HIM.

HE NEEDS HIS WORMS BACK FOR HIS RESEARCH.

THE SUCTION WILL DESTROY THEM.

LOOK, I'M CONCERNED ABOUT HIS LIFE RIGHT NOW, DR. YANG,

NOT HIS RESEARCH. SUCTION.

(suction gurgling)

(gurgling continues)

(Callie) YOU DID REALLY GOOD WITH THIS KID TODAY, KAREV.

IMPRESSIVE, WHICH IS FUNNY,

'CAUSE I WOULDN'T THINK

THAT YOU'D BE GOOD IN PEDS JUST BY LOOKING AT YOU.

OKAY, FINE. I DON'T LIKE MARK... AT ALL.

THERE. I SAID IT.

'CAUSE YOU NEVER EVEN TRIED. UGH.

TAKE JAKE HERE. YOU THINK HIS DAD WAS HAPPY

WHEN JAKE WANTED BALLET SHOES FOR CHRISTMAS AND NOT CLEATS?

NO, THIS GUY WANTED A KID HE COULD THROW A BALL WITH,

YOU KNOW HE DID, BUT HIS SON LOVED TO DANCE,

SO HE SIGNED HIM UP FOR LESSONS, WENT TO RECITALS,

LEARNED WHAT THERE WAS TO LOVE ABOUT BALLET.

HE TRIED...

BECAUSE HE LOVED HIS KID.

(sets down saw)

MARK STARES AT MY BOOBS WHEN WE TALK. (laughs)

HE STARTS WITH MY FACE, BUT THEN SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY,

HE GETS DISTRACTED AND ENDS UP ON MY BOOBS.

AND I LOVE GUYS. I LOVE THEM.

BUT I HAVE TRIED MY WHOLE LIFE TO AVOID THE BOOB-STARING GUY.

BIOLOGY EVEN HELPED ME BY MAKING ME GAY.

BUT NOW MY GIRLFRIEND'S BEST FRIEND IS THAT GUY.

AND I DON'T THINK THAT I NEED TO APOLOGIZE FOR THE FACT

THAT THE ONLY PERSON I WANT STARING AT MY BOOBS IS YOU. BOOBS, REALLY?

YOU'RE MAKING THIS ABOUT BOOBS? HE STARES AT THEM.

'CAUSE THEY'RE GOOD BOOBS. CAN I LEAVE NOW?

YES. GO. HURRY.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

SO WE HAD TO REMOVE HIS SPLEEN AND A KIDNEY,

BUT I EXPECT A FULL RECOVERY.

AND THE GIRL THAT WAS INSIDE?

UH, SHE'S OUT OF SURGERY NOW. SHE'S DOING GREAT.

OH, THANK GOD. (Owen) AND AS FOR YOUR TESTS,

YOU'RE IN TIP-TOP SHAPE, MRS. DAVIS.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

I'LL TALK TO THE POLICE,

UM, TELL THEM TO COME BACK TOMORROW

SO YOU CAN HAVE SOME TIME ALONE WITH YOUR HUSBAND.

HE'S NOT MY HUSBAND ANYMORE.

WHAT?

LARRY LEFT ME THREE MONTHS AGO.

HE SAID HE NEEDED TIME TO HIMSELF TO THINK.

A WEEK LATER, I FIND OUT HE'S LIVING WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

HER NAME'S KIMMY.

SHE SINGS IN THE CHOIR AT OUR CHURCH.

KIMMY.

IT'S A RIDICULOUS NAME, RIGHT?

THIS MORNING, I'M ON MY WAY TO THE POST OFFICE...

WHEN I SEE HIS CAR OUTSIDE THE LAUNDROMAT.

(sniffles)

38 YEARS OF MARRIAGE,

AND NOT ONCE DID HE PICK UP A BOTTLE OF DETERGENT.

SO I PULLED OVER.

(voice breaking) HE WAS INSIDE

FOLDING A PAIR OF...

HOT PINK PANTIES...

DOING HER LAUNDRY.

SHE WASN'T EVEN THERE!

(sobs)

THE NEXT THING I KNOW,

MY CAR'S INSIDE THE LAUNDROMAT.

I FEEL BADLY...

FOR THAT...

POOR INNOCENT GIRL I HIT.

I'M--I'M GLAD SHE'S OKAY.

BUT...

I KNOW NOW WHY THEY CALL IT THE GREEN-EYED MONSTER.

MRS. DAVIS, I-I THINK THAT, UM--

NO, IT'S AWFUL TO UNLOAD ON YOU. I KNOW. I KNOW.

BUT I FIGURED YOU'RE USED TO IT.

PEOPLE MUST TELL YOU THEIR SECRETS ALL THE TIME

BECAUSE OF THE DOCTOR-PATIENT CONFIDENTIALITY LAW, RIGHT?

THAT ONLY APPLIES TO MEDICINE.

NO, NO.

YOU ARE REQUIRED TO KEEP MY SECRETS.

(April) NO, MA'AM.

THAT'S LAWYERS.

(sniffles)

DR. AVERY, I NEED YOU TO--

OH, I'M--I'M SORRY. I'LL COME BACK.

NO, NO, NO, PLEASE. IT'S, UH, IT'S COOL.

WHAT DO YOU NEED?

RIGHT.

(siren wailing)

I WASN'T SURE IF I WAS MAKING UP STUFF IN MY HEAD,

BUT... NOW I KNOW.

(Matthew Perryman Jones) ♪ IF THERE WAS A CHANCE ♪

♪ THAT WE COULD BE LOVERS ♪

I'M DOING A CABG. HOW DO I START?

WAIT, WHAT?

I'M DOING A CABG TOMORROW.

YOU WANT TO SCRUB IN, SO TELL ME HOW I START. GO.

UM, DIVIDE THE STERNUM, OPEN THE THYMUS,

INCISE THE PERICARDIUM,

THEN TAKE DOWN THE MAMMARY ARTERY WITH THE CAUTERY--

BYPASS HAS STARTED. NOW WHAT?

CROSS-CLAMP THE AORTA,

INSTILL ANTEGRADE CARDIOPLEGIA,

FOLLOWED BY RETROGRADE-- NOW I WANT TO TAKE HIM OFF BYPASS.

REWARM, CHECK THE FLOW OF GRAFTS, VENT THE ROOT--

THAT'S ENOUGH.

GOOD. I'M RELIEVED.

YOU'RE ACTUALLY MORE THAN THE PRETTY FACE

YOU MAKE YOURSELF OUT TO BE.

YOU KNOCKED OVER A TRAY IN MY O.R.,

YOU GET THE ANSWER WRONG SOMETIMES,

YOUR PENMANSHIP NEEDS WORK.

NONE OF THESE ARE FIREABLE OFFENSES.

BUT FLIRTING? FLIRTING INTO MY SURGERY,

BATTING YOUR EYES WHILE I'M INSIDE A CHEST CAVITY?

I SHOULD GO TO THE CHIEF AND HAVE YOU FIRED RIGHT NOW.

I'M NOT GONNA DO THAT THIS TIME.

NOW PUT YOUR SHIRT ON

AND TAKE CARE OF THESE POST-OPS.

♪ ...HEART ♪

♪ 'CAUSE I WANT ♪

♪ TO BELIEVE ♪

THERE YOU ARE. I'VE BEEN PAGING YOU.

OH, MY PATIENT NEEDS HIS WORMS. I'M TRYING TO SAVE 'EM.

OOH.

A HEAD.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

OH, I, UH, NEED YOU TO TAKE MY BLOOD.

FOR WHAT?

SO I CAN GET TESTED FOR THE ALZHEIMER'S GENE.

♪ STAY WITH ME ♪

I MEAN, IT'S TIME I KNOW ONE WAY OR THE OTHER, RIGHT?

I HAVE A HOSTILE UTERUS.

WHAT'S A LITTLE ALZHEIMER'S, TOO?

♪♪♪

OKAY.

♪♪♪

(exhales deeply)

THIS IS A LOT BIGGER THAN A BABY STEP.

JUST DO IT BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND.

(clicks tongue) OKAY.

♪ UNTIL THE LAST FALLING STAR ♪

♪♪♪

YOU'RE STILL HERE?

I HAD TO DROP THESE OFF BEFORE I LEFT.

IT'S MEDICATION FOR YOUR HAND,

BUT YOU WILL HAVE TO SEE YOUR DOCTOR AND GET IT REFILLED

WHEN YOU GET BACK FROM YOUR TRIP.

THEY CAN HELP YOU, LILA. I'LL GO. PROMISE.

(clears throat) OH, COME ON.

I SAID I'LL GO. NO GUILT TRIP, PLEASE.

(Jenna Andrews) ♪ JOIN THE WAVES ♪

BIOLOGY SAYS THAT WE ARE WHO WE ARE FROM BIRTH,

THAT OUR D.N.A. IS SET IN STONE,

UNCHANGEABLE.

THERE WAS A COMPLICATION,

BUT WE WERE ABLE TO TAKE CARE OF IT IN SURGERY.

YOU'RE GONNA BE FINE AS LONG AS YOU QUIT THE WORMS.

I UNDERSTAND.

♪ NOW I'M ♪

♪ FALLING ON MY KNEES ♪

♪ AND TUMBLIN' DOWN ♪

♪ I'M TUMBLIN' ♪

♪ I'M TUMBLIN', I'M TUMBLIN' ♪

THE SURGERY DESTROYED THEM ALL.

I'M SORRY.

(cries)

(whimpers)

♪ I'M TUMBLIN' ♪

I'M SORRY.

♪ I'M TUMBLIN', I'M TUMBLIN DOWN ♪

WELL...

EVERY EXPERIMENT HAS ITS UPS AND DOWNS.

♪ IT'S LIKE MY EARLY MORNING SUNSET ♪

HOW MUCH TIME WOULD YOU THINK

BEFORE MY BOWEL IS COMPLETELY HEALED?

NO, IF YOU DO THIS AGAIN, YOU COULD DIE.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT? ONLY IF I MAKE THE SAME MISTAKES.

I WON'T.

DECREASE THE QUANTITY, SHORTEN THE TIME FRAME--

NO, NO, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.

WHY WOULD YOU

WANT TO PUT YOURSELF THROUGH THIS AGAIN?

♪ QUESTIONS TILL I FALL ♪

(voice breaking) BECAUSE I LOVE WHAT I DO...

MORE THAN ANYTHING.

♪ OR LET MY SOUL FADE AWAY ♪

♪ IN THE DARK ♪

YOU DON'T FIND SOMETHING YOU LOVE THAT MUCH

AND LET IT GO.

YOU HOLD ON TO IT, THROW YOURSELF IN DEEPER.

OUR D.N.A DOESN'T ACCOUNT FOR ALL OF US, THOUGH.

WE'RE HUMAN.

(speaking indistinctly)

LIFE CHANGES US.

POST-OPS ARE STABLE,

AND I'VE ORDERED MORNING LABS.

MM. THANKS.

YOU KNOW, SLOAN RISKED HIS LIFE TO SAVE MINE,

EVEN WHEN I WAS SLEEPING WITH HIS GIRL.

THAT'S NOT A GUY WITHOUT A SOUL.

MAYBE HE'S AN ASS WHO STARES AT BOOBS, BUT WHATEVER.

AND YOUR BOOBS, YOU--YOU HAVE NICE BOOBS.

(chuckles) MAYBE THEY'RE LESBIAN BOOBS,

AND YOU DON'T LIKE MEN STARING AT THEM,

BUT MEN DON'T DISCRIMINATE WHEN IT COMES TO JUGS.

YOU HAVE HOT BOOBS, AND I STARE AT 'EM, TOO.

WE DEVELOP NEW TRAITS...

I WAS--I WAS IN THE DRIVER'S SEAT OF THE CAR...

BECOME LESS TERRITORIAL.

(Mrs. Davis cries)

HEY, SO RECKLESS DRIVER

TURNED OUT TO BE A PSYCHO KILLER?

FAILED PSYCHO KILLER, THANK GOD.

SHE WAS HEARTBROKEN, OKAY?

HER HUSBAND LEFT HER FOR A YOUNGER VERSION OF HERSELF.

SHE'S JUST... LEXIE--

NO, YOU KNOW WHAT?

I HAVE BEEN A TOTAL BITCH TO APRIL ALL DAY BECAUSE OF YOU.

YOU KNOW THAT? WHAT?

I'M J--I'M GONNA GO. I--

APRIL, JUST... STAY.

YOU WORRY ABOUT APRIL, YOU LET HER HAVE IZZIE'S ROOM,

YOU TALK TO HER ABOUT YOUR DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENTS.

AND I WENT CRAZY,

ALEX DITCHED ME IN A PSYCH WARD, MARK SLEPT WITH DEREK'S SISTER,

AND NOW I FIND MYSELF...

RELATING TO THE CRAZY, JEALOUS LADY

WHO DRIVES INTO LAUNDROMATS.

APRIL, YOU SHOULD GO.

(chart scrapes countertop)

(lowered voice) LEXIE...

I... HAD A MISCARRIAGE THAT DAY.

APRIL WAS THERE.

THAT'S WHY SHE KNOWS ABOUT MY DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT.

AND I DID KNOW THAT MARK SLEPT WITH AMY,

BUT I DIDN'T THINK YOU CARED.

I CAN NEVER TELL WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH YOU TWO.

AND AS FAR AS THE PSYCH WARD GOES,

YOU WERE NOT ALONE.

I SAT BY YOUR BEDSIDE FOR 36 HOURS WHILE YOU SLEPT.

YOU'RE NOT CRAZY, LEXIE.

YOU'RE A GREY.

WE STOP COMPETING.

CHANGE OF PLANS.

HMM?

MARK, YOU'RE TAKING ME TO DINNER TONIGHT. WHAT?

WE'RE GOING ON A DATE, YOU AND I, ALONE.

IS THIS TO MAKE UP FOR THE FACT THAT YOU DON'T LIKE ME?

MM. YOU TOLD HIM?

NO, I-- SHE DIDN'T NEED TO.

FINE.

LET'S GO, BUT YOU ARE BUYING.

(laughs)

THANK YOU.

YOU, UH, YOU STILL WANT ITALIAN?

MM. EYES ON MY FACE, MARK.

(Mark) AH.

WE LEARN FROM OUR MISTAKES.

(water running)

JUST--BOYS OUT. HEY--

GO. JUST... TAKE THE TOWEL... ALL RIGHT.

AND GO.

HEY, SERIOUSLY, IF YOU WANT THE ROOM--

I ADMITTED THAT I WANTED TO DRIVE MY CAR OVER YOU...

(laughs) SO TAKING THE ROOM WOULD JUST MAKE ME FEEL WORSE.

(laughs) OKAY. BUT IF YOU PUT UP A FREAKIN' CHORE WHEEL,

I'LL KILL YOU.

WE FACE OUR GREATEST FEARS.

HEY.

HI.

MM.

HI.

OH.

HI.

HI.

MMM.

(laughs)

WHAT?

UM...

I AM...

GETTING TESTED FOR THE ALZHEIMER'S GENE.

OH. NO.

I SHOULD KNOW. WE SHOULD KNOW.

NO.

♪♪♪

(sighs)

MY UTERUS IS HOSTILE.

WE PROBABLY CAN'T EVEN HAVE A BABY.

AND EVEN IF WE COULD,

MY BRAIN IS PROBABLY FULL OF ALZHEIMER'S,

SO I WOULDN'T EVEN REMEMBER THE BABY'S NAME.

OR EVEN WORSE, I'LL PASS THE ALZHEIMER'S ON TO THE BABY.

THEN YOU'D HAVE AN 80-YEAR-OLD DROOLING WIFE

AND A 50-YEAR-OLD DROOLING KID.

I DON'T CARE.

DEREK...

LISTEN, I LOVE YOU, AND YOU LOVE ME.

AND... WHATEVER HAPPENS...

I DON'T CARE. I DON'T WANT TO KNOW.

I MEAN IT. I DON'T WANT TO KNOW.

WELL, THE LAB ALREADY HAS MY BLOOD, SO...

OKAY, SO HERE'S WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO--

NO MORE DOCTORS, NO MORE LABS,

AND YOU AND I, WE HAVE A LOT OF SEX.

MAYBE WE CAN MAKE A BABY, MAYBE NOT.

MAYBE YOU GET ALZHEIMER'S, MAYBE NOT.

BUT JUST...

SCREW THE ODDS, SCREW THE SCIENCE.

LET'S JUST LIVE.

♪♪♪

WHATEVER HAPPENS... HAPPENS.

ME AND YOU...

OKAY?

(woman) ♪ I'M TELLING YOU ♪

OKAY.

OKAY.

FOR BETTER OR WORSE,

WE FIND WAYS TO BECOME MORE THAN OUR BIOLOGY.

THE RISK, OF COURSE...

(Owen) CRISTINA?

♪ SO MUCH LOVE ♪

CRISTINA.

♪ BUT WE NEED SO MUCH MORE ♪

IS THAT WE CAN CHANGE TOO MUCH...

WELCOME HOME. (pops)

(cork clatters) TO THE POINT, WE DON'T RECOGNIZE OURSELVES.

IT'S OURS. WE BOUGHT IT.

WELL, I BOUGHT IT, BUT, UH, IT'S FOR THE BOTH OF US.

FINDING OUR WAY BACK CAN BE DIFFICULT.

THERE'S NO COMPASS, NO MAP.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.

OUR HOUSE HAS A FIRE POLE IN IT.

WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO SAY? (chuckles) YOU SAID THIS MORNING--

I DON'T CARE WHERE WE LIVE.

I REALLY DON'T, BUT YOU DO.

YOU LOVE THIS PLACE.

AND I LOVE YOU.

(sighs)

WE JUST HAVE TO CLOSE OUR EYES,

TAKE A STEP,

AND HOPE TO GOD WE'LL GET THERE.

♪ SO MUCH LOVE ♪

♪ BUT WE NEED SO MUCH MORE ♪

♪ WE HAVE SO MUCH LOVE ♪