All language subtitles for greys_anatomy.S01E01

[Woman] The game:

They say a person either
has what it takes to play

or they don't.

My mother was one of the greats.

Me, on the other hand...
I'm kind of screwed.

[Grunts]

[Man] This is, uh...

Humiliating on so many levels.

You have to go.

Why don't you come back here,
and we'll pick up where we left off?

No, seriously. You have to go. I'm late.

Which isn't what you want to be
on your first day of work, so...

So, uh, you actually live here.

- No.
- Oh.

- Yes. Kind of.
- Oh.

It's nice. A little dusty,

odd, but it's nice. [laughs]

So, how do you kind of live here?

I moved two weeks ago from Boston.
It was my mother's house.

- I'm selling it.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

For what?

You said "was."

Oh, my mother's not dead.

She's... You know what?
We don't have to do the thing.

Oh, we can do anything you want.

No, the thing: Exchange
the details, pretend we care.

I'm gonna go take a shower,

and when I get back down here,
you won't be here, so, um...

Goodbye, um...

- Derek.
- Derek.

- Right. Meredith.
- Meredith.

- Yeah. Mm-hmm.
- Nice meeting you.

Bye, Derek.

[Rilo Kiley: Portions For Foxes]

[Man] Each of you
comes here today hopeful,

wanting in on the game.

A month ago, you were
in med school being taught by doctors.

Today...

...you are the doctors.

The seven years you spend here
as a surgical resident

will be the best and worst of your life.

You will be pushed
to the breaking point.

Look around you.
Say hello to your competition.

Eight of you will switch
to an easier specialty.

Five will crack under the pressure.

Two of you will be asked to leave.

This is your starting line.
This is your arena.

How well you play,

that's up to you.

[Thinking] Like I said...

...I'm screwed.

OK, Martin, Robinson, Bond, Hawkins.

Only six women out of 20.

Yeah. I hear one of them's a model.

Seriously, that's gonna help
with the respect thing?

- You're Cristina, right?
- [Man] Patton, Monroe...

Which resident are you assigned to?
I got Bailey.

- The Nazi? Me too.
- You got the Nazi? So did I.

At least we'll
be tortured together, right?

I'm George O'Malley.

Uh, we met at the, uh, mixer.

You had on a black dress

with a slit up the side,
strappy sandals and...

Now you think I'm gay.

No, I'm not gay.

It's... it's just that, uh, you were...

You were very unforgettable.

[Man] O'Malley, Yang, Grey, Stevens.

And I'm totally forgettable.

- Bailey?
- [Man] End of the hall.

That's the Nazi?

[George] I thought
the Nazi would be a guy.

I thought the Nazi would be a Nazi.

Maybe it's professional jealousy.
She's brilliant

and they call her a Nazi
because they're jealous.

- Maybe she's nice.
- Let me guess. You're the model.

Hi, I'm Isobel Stevens,
but everyone calls me lzzie.

I have five rules. Memorize them.

Rule number one:
Don't bother sucking up.

I hate you. That's not gonna change.

Trauma protocol, phone list, pagers,

nurses will page you.

You will answer every page at a run.
A run!

That's rule number two.

Your first shift starts now
and lasts 48 hours.

You're interns, grunts, nobodies,

bottom of the surgical food chain.

You run labs, write orders,
work every second night

until you drop, and don't complain.

On-call rooms. Attendings hog them.

Sleep when you can where you can,
which brings me to rule number three.

If I'm sleeping, don't wake me
unless your patient is dying.

Rule four: The dying patient
better not be dead when I get there.

Not only will you have killed someone,
you woke me for no reason. We clear?

[Bailey] Yes?

You said five rules. That was only four.

[Pager beeping]

Rule number five:
When I move, you move.

Get out of my way!

What do we got?

[Man] Katie Bryce, 15-year-old,
new onset seizures,

intermittent for the past week.

IV lost en route,

started grand mal seizing
as we descended.

[Bailey] All right,
get her on her side.

Izzie, 10 milligrams Diazepam IM.

No, no. The white lead is on the right.

Righty, whitey, smoke over fire.

A large-bore IV. Don't let
the blood hemolyze. Let's go!

[Beeping]

- [Man] A wet fish on dry land?
- Absolutely, Dr. Burke.

Dr. Bailey, let's shotgun her.

That means every test in the book:

CT, CBC, chem-7, tox screen.

Cristina, you're on labs.
George, patient work-ups.

Meredith, get Katie for a CT.

She's your responsibility now.

Wait. What about me?

Honey, you get to do rectal exams.

[Jem: They]

What are you doing here?

Katie Bryce's labs came out clear.

There's nothing in the results
that explain her seizures.

OK.

Uh, I heard every year, the
attending on-call picks the best intern

and lets them perform
a procedure during the first shift.

I'm just saying it's what I heard.

Go away... now.

- Yeah, sounds good.
- He'll be fine? You'll be fine.

If you don't count the fact
that my bacon days are over, sure.

So bypass surgery tomorrow
with Dr. Burke. I hear he's good.

And, after that, you can have all the
bacon-flavored soy product you can eat.

Mmm. Kill me now.

I wish I could, but I'm a healer.

[Katie] You're lost.

I'm not lost. How are you feeling?

How do you think I'm feeling?

- I'm missing my pageant.
- You're missing your pageant?

The Spokane Teen Miss.

I was in the top ten
after the first two rounds.

This is my year. I could have won.

Hello.

You're so lost.
What are you, like, new?

OK, so I'm just gonna insert my fingers

into your rectum.

[Inhales sharply]

No.

Out. Out.

Bet you missed a lot
when you first started out.

[Scoffs]

I twisted my ankle in talent rehearsal.

I do rhythmic gymnastics,
which is, like, really cool.

Nobody else does it.

And I tripped over my ribbon.

And I didn't get stuck
with someone this clueless,

and that was, like, a nurse.

You and I are gonna
have so much fun together.

[Chattering]

This shift is a marathon, not a sprint.

- Eat.
- I can't.

You should eat something.

You try eating after performing
17 rectal exams. The Nazi hates me.

The Nazi's a resident.
I have attendings hating me.

You know Meredith is inbred?

Like it's uncommon
to be a doctors' parents...

Royally. Her mother is Ellis Grey.

Shut up. The Ellis Grey?

- Who's Ellis Grey?
- The Grey Method.

Where'd you go to med school, Mexico?

She was one of the first
big chick surgeons.

She's a living legend. Yeah,
she won the Harper Avery twice.

So I didn't know one thing.

Talk about parental pressure.

I'd kill to have Ellis Grey as a mother.
I'd kill to be Ellis Grey.

All I need is one good case.

[Mumbling]

Katie Bryce is a pain in the ass.

If I hadn't taken the Hippocratic Oath,
I'd Kevorkian her with my bare hands.

What?

[Burke] Good afternoon, interns.

It's posted, but I thought
I'd share the good news personally.

As you know, the honor
of performing the first surgery

is reserved for the intern
that shows the most promise.

As I'm running the OR today,
I get to make that choice.

- George O'Malley.
- Me?

You'll scrub in for an appendectomy
this afternoon. Congratulations. Enjoy.

Did he say me?

[Bailey] I've seen his file.

George O'Malley barely made
the cut to get in this program.

- He's not your guy.
- He's my guy, all right.

Every year, you pick your guy,

and your guy suffers
more than any other intern.

Terrorize one,
and the rest fall in line.

I get it, I respect it,
but George O'Malley's a puppy.

Katie Bryce, 3604?

- Right there.
- Thank you.

Katie, honey, Mom and Dad are here.

They gave her a sedative for the
CT scan, so she's a little groggy.

[Mother] Will she be all right?

Our doctor said
that she might need an operation.

Is that true?

[Mother] What kind of operation?

She's, um... Well... You know what?

I'm not the doctor.

Um, I'm a doctor,
but I'm not Katie's doctor,

so I'll go get him for you.

- What?
- Katie's parents have questions.

Do you talk to them, or do I ask Burke?

No, Burke's off the case.

Katie belongs to the new attending now,
Dr. Shepherd. He's over there.

Meredith, can I talk to you
for a second?

Actually, I was...

Dr. Shepherd.

Dr. Shepherd?
This morning, it was Derek.

Now it's Dr. Shepherd.

We should pretend it never happened.

What never happened?
You sleeping with me,

or you throwing me out this morning?

Both are memories
I'd like to hold onto.

No, there will be no memories.

I'm not the girl in the bar anymore,
and you're not the guy.

This can't exist. You get that, right?

You took advantage of me,
and you wanna forget.

I was drunk and good-looking.
You took advantage.

OK, I was the one who was drunk,
and you are not that good-looking.

Maybe not today.

Last night, I was good-looking.
Had my red shirt on.

- You took advantage.
- I did not take advantage.

Want to take advantage again?
Friday night?

No.

You're an attending and I'm your intern.

- Stop looking at me like that.
- Like what?

Like you've seen me naked.

Dr. Shepherd, this is inappropriate.

Has that ever occurred to you?

[Sighs]

Open, identify, ligate,
remove, irrigate, close.

Open, identify, ligate,
remove, irrigate, close.

- He's gonna faint. A fainter.
- No, code brown, right in his pants.

He's about the flop sweat.
He's gonna sweat himself unsterile.

Ten bucks, he messes up the McBurney.

- Fifteen, he cries.
- I'll put 20 on a total meltdown.

Fifty says he pulls the whole thing off.

That's one of us down there,
the first one of us.

Where's your loyalty?

75 says he can't even ID the appendix.

I'll take that action.

OK, O'Malley, let's see what you can do.

Here it comes.

[O.A.O.T. S: Dance]

- Scalpel.
- Scalpel.

[Cheers, applause]

That Burke is trouble.

More pressure.

The human flesh
is a tough shell. Dig in.

- Pickups.
- Pickups.

- Clamp.
- Clamp.

[George mutters indistinct]

I'm there.

Damn, he got the
peritoneum open. I'm out.

I told you. He's gonna pull it off.

- Scalpel.
- Scalpel.

[Cheers, applause]

Appendix is out.

- [Burke] Not bad.
- Thank you.

Now all you have to do

is invert the stump
into the cecum

and simultaneously pull up
on the purse strings,

but be careful not to...

...break them.

You ripped the cecum.
You've got a bleeder.

You're filling with stool.
What do you do?

Uh...

Think.

You start the suction
and you start digging

for those strings
before she bleeds to death.

- Give him a clamp.
- BP's dropping.

- He's choking.
- Come on, George.

Today. Pull your balls
out of your back pocket.

Let's go. What are you
waiting for? Suction.

- [Beeping]
- [Sighs]

Getting too low, folks.

[Woman] Dr. Burke.

Get out of the way. Pansy-ass idiot.

Get him out of here.

Suction. Clamp.

He's 007.

- [Man 1] 007, yep.
- [Man 2] A total 007.

- What's "007" mean?
- License to kill.

007.

They're calling me 007, aren't they?

- [Both] No one's calling you 007.
- Murphy whispered, "007."

How many times do we
have to go through this?

Five? Ten? Give me a number,
or I'm gonna hit you.

Murphy whispered, everyone laughed.

- He wasn't talking about you.
- Are you sure?

- [Meredith] Would we lie?
- Yes.

007 is a state of mind.

Says the girl who finished
first in her class at Stanford.

[Pager beeping]

Oh, man. It's 911 for Katie Bryce.

I got to go.

Maybe I should
have gone into geriatrics.

No one minds
when you kill an old person.

Surgery is hot. It's the Marines.

It's macho. It's hostile. It's hardcore.

Geriatrics is for freaks who live
with their mothers and never have sex.

I've got to get my own place.

[Chuckles]

Excuse me! Excuse me!

Took you long enough.

You're OK? The nurse paged me 911.

I had to go all Exorcist
to get her to even pick up the phone.

[Panting] Wait.
There's nothing wrong with you?

I'm bored.

You little...

- I'm not a cruise director.
- You don't have to wig out.

The pageant's on cable,

but this crappy hospital
doesn't get the channel.

If that cow Kylie Wood is gonna walk off
with my crown, I have to see it.

Can you call someone?

OK. This is an actual hospital.

There are sick people here.

Go to sleep and stop wasting my time.

But I can't sleep. My head's all full.

That's called "thinking." Go with it.

[Woman on PA] Pain Management
to 209. Pain Management to 209.

What do you need?

[Sighs] Mr. Jones has junky veins,
and he really needs antibiotics.

I should start a central line.

So start one.

You don't know how.

I've never done one.

Well, you know what that means.

Can't we just page someone else?

She's the on-call resident.

OK.

OK, I'll just... I'll wake her.

Dr. Bailey, I don't mean to bother you.

- Then don't.
- It's Mr. Jones.

- Is he dying?
- No.

Then stop talking to me.

[Clears throat]

[Sighs] What is it?!

Next time you wake me,

he better be so close to dead
there's a tag on his toe.

Here. Take these to the lab.

[Man] 4-B's got post-op pneumonia.
Let's start antibiotics.

Are you sure that's the right diagnosis?

Well, I don't know. I'm only an intern.

Why don't you go spend
four years in med school

and then let me know
if it's the right diagnosis?

She's short of breath. She's got fever.

She's post-op. Start the antibiotics.

God, I hate nurses.

I'm Alex. I'm with Jeremy.
You're with the Nazi, right?

She may not have pneumonia,
you know.

She could be splinting,
or have a P.E.

Like I said, I hate nurses.

What did you just say?

Did you just call me a nurse?

Well, if the white cap fits.

[Pager beeping]

Damn it, Katie.

- Is she seeing anybody?
- I don't know.

[Whistles] She's hot.

I'm friends with her.

I mean, kind of friends...

Not actually friends exactly,

but we're tight, and we hang out.

- Really, only just today...
- Dude. Dude, stop talking.

[Clamoring]

What took you so long?

[Man] She's having
multiple grand mal seizures.

Now, how do you want to proceed?

Dr. Grey, are you listening to me?!

She's got Diazepam.
Two milligrams Lorazepam.

I just gave the second dose.

Dr. Grey, you need to tell us
what you want to do.

Dr. Grey!

[Beeping]

OK, she's full on Lorazepam?

- Four milligrams.
- You paged Dr. Bailey and Dr. Shepherd?

Lorazepam's not working.

Phenobarbital.
Load her with phenobarbital.

- [Man] Pheno's in.
- [Woman] No change.

- You paged Dr. Shepherd.
- I just told you.

- Well, page him again, stat.
- What do you want to do?

Dr. Grey, you need to tell us
what you want to do.

[Flatline tone]

- [Man] Heart stopped.
- [Woman] Code blue!

Code blue!
Code blue!

- Get the crash cart.
- I'll get it, right away.

Wait.

- Charge the pads to 200.
- Charge. Clear.

[Man] Still v-fib. Nothing.

- Charging.
- Nineteen seconds.

Charge them to 300.

- 300. Anything?
- 27 seconds.

Charge to 360.

- Come on, Katie.
- [Woman] 49 seconds.

At 60 seconds, you're supposed
to admin another drug.

Charge again!

Charge again.

Charge.

- [Beeping]
- [Meredith] Anything?

I see sinus rhythm.

- Blood pressure's coming up.
- All right.

Pressure's returning.
Rate's coming back.

What the hell happened?

She had a seizure
and her heart stopped.

- You're monitoring.
- I checked.

I got her. Just... just go.

Somebody give me her...
Give me her chart, please.

You get a 911,
you page me immediately.

Not in the five minutes it takes you
to get to the emergency. Immediately.

You're on my team and if somebody dies,
it's my ass. Grey?

Meredith?

[Vaughan Penn: Ready To Rise]

If you tell anyone, ever...

[Mr. Bryce] You said it
was a seizure disorder.

- Now you're saying it isn't?
- I'm saying that I don't know.

- What do you think it could be?
- I don't know.

- When will you?
- I don't have an answer.

- For now, Katie is stable, and...
- Wait one damn minute.

We came here because this hospital

is supposed to be
the best in Washington.

That's my kid in there. My kid.

And you have the audacity to stand here
and tell me, "I don't know."

Mr. Bryce...

No, I want a doctor
who knows what they're doing.

You get me someone else,
better than you.

I am working hard on Katie's case.

No, you're not. If you were,
you'd be able to give me some answers.

[Burke] I put you
on a bypass machine,

which pumps blood for your heart.

Fix your ticker, take you off the
machine. I'm done. Simple procedure.

So I shouldn't worry?

I'm very good at what I do.

It still is surgery.
There are some risks.

I'll see you in the OR
this afternoon, Mr. Savitch.

You're not gonna leave me
alone with that guy, are you?

Oh, I'll be outside
the OR the whole time.

No, Dr. Burke is very good. Don't worry.

I'll see you after.

He'll be fine, right?

Tony's gonna sail through it.

You have nothing to worry about.
I promise.

Gotta go.

- [Meredith] What are you doing?
- Suturing a banana

with the vain hope
that it wakes up my brain.

[Laughing]

What are you smiling at, 007?

I'm sorry. I get mean when I 'm tired.

You know what? I don't care.

I comforted a family,
and I got to hang out in the OR today.

All is well.

Anybody know why we're here?

Good morning.

- Morning.
- Morning.

I'm gonna do something
rare for a surgeon.

I'm gonna ask interns for help.

I've got this kid, Katie Bryce.

Right now, she's a mystery.

She doesn't respond to our meds.

Labs are clean, scans are pure,

but she's having grand mal seizures
with no visible cause.

She's a ticking clock.

She's gonna die if I don't make
a diagnosis, which is where you come in.

I can't do it alone.

I need your extra minds, extra eyes.

I need you to play detective. I need you
to find out why Katie's having seizures.

You're tired. You got more work
than you could possibly handle.

I understand.
So I'm gonna give you an incentive.

Whoever finds the answer rides with me.

Katie needs surgery.

You get to do what no interns get to do:

Scrub in to assist
on an advanced procedure.

Dr. Bailey's gonna
hand you Katie's chart.

The clock is ticking fast.

If we're gonna save Katie's life,
do it soon.

[Alex] Did you just page me?

[Nurse] Yes.
4-B's still short of breath.

[Sighs] Give antibiotics time to work.

- They should have worked by now.
- She's old. She's freaking ancient.

She's lucky she's still breathing.

I got a shot to scrub in downstairs

on a patient who wasn't alive
during the Civil War.

Don't page me again.

[Woman on PA] Pain Management
to 209. Pain Management to 209.

Hey, I want in on Shepherd's surgery.

You've been the intern on Katie
since the start. Want to work together?

Find the answer, we have
a 50-50 chance of scrubbing in.

I'll work with you,
I don't want in on the surgery.

It's the biggest opportunity
any intern will get.

I don't want to spend time
with Shepherd.

What do you have against Shepherd?

If we find the answer,
the surgery's yours.

- Do you want to work together or not?
- Deal.

[Cristina] She doesn't have anoxia,
renal failure or acidosis.

It's not a tumor, her CT's clean.

You're not gonna tell me why
you won't work with Shepherd?

No. What about infection?

No, there's no white count.

She has no CT lesions, no fevers,

nothing in her spinal tap.

Just tell me.

You can't comment,
make a face or react in any way.

We had sex.

What about an aneurysm?

No blood on the CT and no headaches.

OK. There's no drug use,
no pregnancy, no trauma.

Was he good?

I mean, he looks like he'd
be good. Was it any good?

We're out of answers.

What if no one comes up with anything?

You mean, what if she dies?

Yeah.

This is gonna sound really bad,
but I really wanted that surgery.

She's never gonna get the chance
to turn into a person.

The sum total of her existence

will be almost winning
Miss Teen whatever.

You know what her pageant talent is?

- They have talent?
- Rhythmic gymnastics.

[Laughing] Oh, come on.

What is rhythmic gymnastics?

I can't even say it.
I don't know what it is.

[Laughing]

I think it's something
with a ball and a...

What?

Meredith, what?

Get up. Come on.

The only thing that she would
possibly need is an angiogram.

Oh. Oh, Dr. Shepherd, just one moment.

Katie competes in beauty pageants.

I know that, but we have
to save her life anyway.

She has no headaches,
no neck pain, her CT is clean.

There's no medical proof of an aneurysm,
but what if she has an aneurysm anyway?

- There are no indicators.
- She twisted her ankle practicing.

- I appreciate you trying to help...
- When she twisted her ankle, she fell.

It was no big deal,
not even a bump on the head.

She got up, iced her ankle,
and everything was fine.

It was a fall so minor,
her doctor didn't think to mention it

when I was taking her history,
but she did fall.

You know what the chance is that
a fall could burst an aneurysm?

One in a million, literally.

[Woman over P.A.]
Surgical scheduling is posted.

[Bell dings]

- Let's go.
- [Meredith] Where?

To find out if Katie's one in a million.

[Sighs]

I'll be damned.

There it is.

It's minute, but it's there.

It's a subarachnoid hemorrhage.

[Derek] She's bleeding into her brain.

She could have gone through her entire
life without it ever being a problem.

- One tap in the right spot...
- [Cristina] It exploded.

Now I can fix it.
You two did great work.

Love to stay, but I got to tell
Katie's parents she's having surgery.

- Katie Bryce's chart, please.
- Here you go.

Dr. Shepherd, you'd said that you'd
pick someone to scrub in if we helped?

Oh, yes, right. Um...

I'm sorry I can't take you both.
It's gonna be a full house.

Meredith, I'll see you in OR.

Good. Thank you.

Cristina...

[Butterfly Boucher: Life is Short]

Wow, that was quick.

[Burke] His heart had
too much damage for a bypass.

I had to let him go.

It happens, rarely, but it does happen.

The worst part of the game.

But I told his wife...

I told Gloria that he would be fine.

- I promised her that...
- You what?

They have four little girls.

This is my case.
Did you hear me promise?

The only one that can keep
a promise like that is God,

and I haven't seen him
holding a scalpel lately.

You never promise
a patient's family a good outcome!

I thought...

You make promises to Mrs. Savitch?

You get to be the one
to tell her that she's a widow.

Izzie.

- Maybe Meredith couldn't...
- Izzie.

I'll tell him I changed my mind.

Don't do me any favors. It's fine.

Cristina...

You did a cutthroat thing. Deal.
Don't come to me for absolution.

Want to be a shark, be a shark.

- I'm not...
- Oh, yes you are.

Only it makes you feel bad
in your warm, gooey places.

No, screw you. I don't get picked for
surgeries 'cause I slept with my boss,

and I didn't get into med school
'cause I have a famous mother.

Some of us have to earn what we get.

[Woman over PA] Dr. Mayes
to ICU. Dr. Mayes, report to ICU.

Gloria, there were
complications in the surgery.

Tony's heart had a lot of damage.

We tried to take him off bypass, but...

...there wasn't anything
we could have done.

What are you talking about?

He...

Tony died.

He's dead.

Gloria...

...I am so sorry.
- Thank you.

Please...

...go away.

[Gloria sobbing]

[Derek] I promised
I'd make her look cool.

Being a bald beauty
queen is the worst thing

that happened
in the history of the world.

Did you choose me for the surgery
because I slept with you?

Yes.

I'm kidding.

I'm not gonna scrub in for surgery.

You should ask Cristina.
She really wants it.

You're Katie's doctor.
And on your first day,

with little training,
you helped save her life.

You earned the right to follow
her case through to the finish.

You shouldn't let
the fact that we had sex

get in the way
of you taking your shot.

I wish I wanted to be a chef

or a ski instructor
or a kindergarten teacher.

You know, I would have been
a really good postal worker.

I'm dependable.

[Chuckles]

You know, my parents tell everyone
they meet that their son's a surgeon,

as if it's a big accomplishment.

Superhero or something.

If they could see me now.

When I told my mother
I wanted to go to medical school,

she tried to talk me out of it.

Said I didn't have
what it takes to be a surgeon,

that I'd never make it.

So the way I see it,

superhero sounds pretty damn good.

We're gonna survive this, right?

She's still short of breath.

Did you get an ABG or a chest film?

Oh, yes, sir, I did.

[Richard] And what did you see?

I had a lot of patients last night.

Name the common causes
of post-op fever.

Uh, yes.

From your head, not from a book.

Don't look it up. Learn it.
It should be in your head.

Name the common causes
of post-op fever.

Uh... the common causes of post...

Can anybody name
the common causes of post-op fever?

[Meredith] Wind, water,
wound, walking, wonder drugs.

The five W's.

Most of the time, it's wind,
splinting or pneumonia.

Pneumonia's easy to assume, especially
if you're too busy to do the tests.

What do you think's wrong with 4-B?

The fourth W, walking.

I think she's a prime candidate
for a pulmonary embolus.

How would you diagnose?

Spiral CT, VIQ scan,

provide O2, dose with heparin

and consult for an IVC filter.

Do exactly as she says,

then tell your resident
that I want you off this case.

I'd know you anywhere. You're
the spitting image of your mother.

Welcome to the game.

[Thirteen Senses: Into the Fire]

All right, everybody.
It's a beautiful night to save lives.

Let's have some fun.

[Meredith] I can't think of any one
reason why I want to be a surgeon...

...but I can think of 1,000
reasons why I should quit.

[Meredith] They make it hard on purpose.

There are lives in our hands.

There comes a moment when
it's more than just a game...

[beeping]

...and you either
take that step forward

or turn around and walk away.

[Meredith] I could quit,
but here's the thing...

...I love the playing field.

- It was a good surgery.
- Yeah.

We don't have to do that thing

where I say something
and then you say something,

and then somebody cries,
and there's a moment.

- Yuck.
- Good.

You should get some sleep.
You look like crap.

I look better than you.

That's not possible.

[Sighs]

That was amazing.

Hmm.

You practice on cadavers,

you observe

and you think you know
what you're gonna feel like

standing over that table, but...

...that was such a high.

I don't know why anybody does drugs.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I should, uh, go do this.

You should.

I'll see you around.

See you around.

See you.

[Meredith] So...

...I made it through my first shift.

We all did.

The other interns are all good people.

You'd like them...

...I think.

I don't know, maybe.

I like them.

[Bell jingles]

Oh, and I changed my mind.

I'm not gonna sell the house.
I'm gonna keep it.

I'll have to get a couple of roommates,

but it's home, you know?

Are you the doctor?

No.

I'm not your doctor, but I am a doctor.

What's your name?

It's me, Mom. Meredith.

All right.

I used to be a doctor, I think.

You were a doctor, Mom.

You were a surgeon.