All language subtitles for G.A...3...2

Previously on Grey's Anatomy:

Last night? You and Shepherd did it.

Meredith, what does this mean?

I had panties on.

I thought I was a surgeon,
I'm not.

- She cut his LVAD wire.
- So I quit.

It's time for you
to make a choice. Me or this hospital.

Goodbye, Rich.

You live here.

I'm not crazy. I just spend
so much time here in the hospital.

Are you gonna tell Shepherd about...

Not yet.

- What does this mean?
- It means you have a choice.

At any given moment,
the brain has 14 billion neurons

firing at a speed
of 450 miles per hour.

We don't have control
over most of them.

When we get a chill, goose bumps.

When we get excited, adrenaline.

Moloko: The Time is Now

The body naturally follows
its impulses,

which, I think, is part of what makes
it so hard for us to control ours.

That's enough muffins.

We don't need all these.
No more muffins.

Of course, sometimes we have impulses
we would rather not control...

What are you doing?

Just because you can't touch,
doesn't mean you can't enjoy.

...that we later wish we had.

Mama. Daddy.

Preston?

Mama, Daddy?

Is this a new service
the hospital is providing?

I told you to guard the door.

- I had a code blue.
- I had parents walk in.

- We saved the guy's life.
- I want my 20 bucks.

Sorry. Bought everyone coffee
to celebrate saving the guy's life.

I want my 20 bucks back!

It's not Tyler's fault
you're a dirty, dirty stripper.

You heard.

Everyone heard.

- Stripper.
- Oh, you're one to talk.

Sleeping with two men.

Wrong. I'm not sleeping
with either one of them.

Not until I pick one.

If I haven't made a decision by
the end of the day, I'm flipping a coin.

A girI can only hold out for so long.

Oh, and somehow
I'm the dirty stripper.

You have time to round or are you too
busy getting naked on hospital property?

No, it wasn't naked.
I wasn't naked!

You've got a coffee stain
on your shirt.

You got a bed on your couch.

Hope you're not planning
to see patients in your sweatsuit.

Actually... I need the day off.

A day off for what?

For drinking.

I am feeling the need
to do some drinking.

Actually, I'm feeling
the need to do some crying,

but my tear ducts seem to be too proud,

so I'm going to do
some drinking instead.

What, no laboring moms today?

No.

Because I think God knows
that I need to do some drinking today.

You want to talk about it, Addie,

or you just want to be glib
a little longer?

Why are you living in your office?

Marriage is hard.

Well, thank goodness mine
seems to be just about over.

Ms. Seabury, what...?

What are...?
No, I'm sorry, you cannot be eating.

What is all this?

Chocolate raspberry souffl� cake.
The best thing I've ever tasted.

Except for maybe the banana cream torte
there. It's pretty stunning.

Bakeries deliver.
Please grab a fork.

You're scheduled
for surgery this afternoon.

We push the surgery. Tomorrow maybe?
Oh, my God, you've got to taste this!

Ma'am, you have
an aggressive form of lung cancer.

The sooner we get you into surgery...

"The better your chances of surviving. "
So I heard. It's all very aggressive.

It's funny.

I have never smoked
a cigarette in my life.

I have never smoked pot.

I never drank.

Before today, I hadn't had a dessert
in 10 years. I am the picture of health.

And I have lung cancer.
I mean come on, it's absurd, right?

I'm sorry.

I think I'm on a sugar high. I'm sorry.

O'Malley, reschedule
her surgery for tomorrow.

- And get her a psych consult.
- Yes, sir.

- And no more food deliveries.
- Yes, sir.

OK.

So... um... Dr. Bailey?

Surgeons don't say "um. " You wanna
be a surgeon, learn to speak like one.

He wants you to talk
to the chief about Izzie.

She's baking, a lot of baking,
and it seems a waste for all her talent

and medical skills to go into muffins.

- We just thought you might help...
- Stop talking.

Well, good morning.
Benjamin, Ruth.

- Good morning.
- Doesn't feel like a very good morning.

I have to have brain surgery today.
Pretty scary.

Plus, my sister's nervous,
and so she sweats,

and the windows in here don't open
so it's pretty rank.

- Benjamin.
- Was I rude, Ruthie?

- Let's let the doctors talk.
- Benjamin O'Leary, 32.

In for the removal of a brain tumor
pressing on his frontal temporal lobe.

It's effecting his impulse control.

It makes me say everything I think,
which apparently is annoying.

This doctor looks annoyed anyway.

Although it's hard to tell. She always
has a pinched, uptight look on her face.

- Am I annoying you?
- It's fine.

You can't say it's fine.
He doesn't perceive sarcasm or irony.

If he's annoying you,
you have to tell him.

- Maybe I'm not annoying her.
- No, you are.

- Dr. Yang.
- He asked.

OK, Dr. Yang, pinched and annoyed
though she may be,

is gonna prep you for surgery.
Do you have any questions?

Is that blonde your girlfriend?
The way you look at her,

you might as well mount her
right here and now.

I'm sorry, was that rude?

I'm proud of you all.
You make me proud.

You reflect on me well.

Grey, if you think you can keep
your clothes on long enough

to follow up the labs,
I'd appreciate it.

Karev, cover the pit.

Wait, the pit? I'm off Gyne?

Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd is out sick.

You can cover the pit, or you can...

You can tell me whose damn panties

are on the bulletin board?

Are those yours?

This is a hospital, people.

Serious work happens here.

We save lives here.

Oh, is something funny?
Whose are these?

- This is bad. This isn't good.
- You better claim them.

- She thinks they're mine! Claim them!
- No.

Yeah, I know it's one of you.
It's always one of mine. Always.

So tell me, which one of you
left your damn drawers

on my surgical floor?

Oh, no, did I leave my underwear Iying
around again? I am so sorry, Bailey.

It's my bad.

O'Malley, Yang,
prep your patient for surgery.

Karev, pit, Grey, charts.

All four of you, do not make me regret
setting you loose in this hospital.

O'Malley, what do I mean by that?

Check with you before
we cut wires or steal hearts.

- Are you trying to be clever?
- No, ma'am.

Better not be.

Holy crap.

- The Nazi is definitely back.
- Louder than ever.

Oh, Mrs. Burke. Hi, I'm Cristina.

I may have said that earlier, but...

Did I hear you refer
to Miranda Bailey as a Nazi?

No.

I mean, yes, but...

You understand
that the Nazis were responsible

for the worst genocide
in the history of man.

And a racist genocide at that.

I would think that as a woman
of color and a doctor, no less,

that you would think twice before
using that word as a punchline.

I'll think about that
in the future, Mrs. Burke.

Mrs. Burke? Preston's mother?

Yes, and you are?

Derek Shepherd. The surgeon
who operated on your son.

Thank you, brilliant surgeon.

And a handsome man too.
Your mother must be very proud.

Do you mind, Dr. Shepherd,
if I borrow

your intern for a cup of coffee?
I'll bring her right back.

No problem.
Dr. Grey can cover for Cristina.

- I'm sorry?
- Dr. Grey is very busy.

She has charts to do for Bailey.
Bailey is on the warpath.

Not the German warpath.
It's a hospital warpath.

I'll take care of Bailey.
Enjoy your coffee date.

- Very nice meeting you.
- Thank you.

I'II, um...

I just have this one quick...

I'll meet you in the cafeteria
in a couple minutes, all right?

Yes, I look forward to it.

This is a change.

From the elevator.

A little more public. I like it.

You're married. You're married,
and you said things to me.

Yes, I said things to you.

Normally, I would like
the things you said to me.

I would think the bulletin board thing
was funny.

- What?
- But you're married.

Which makes none of this normal.
It makes me a home wrecker.

I hate the fact
that I'm a home wrecker.

Meredith, I'm not gonna pressure you.
Take all the time you need.

Just so you have
all the information,

my home was wrecked
well before you came into the picture.

And I am just now done
trying to rebuild it.

- You're done?
- I'm done.

Whatever you decide,
I'm ending it with Addison.

Today.

You have said this before.

I know, but this time I mean it.
I'm gonna come clean,

just as soon as I see her.

You are?

I am.

You guys should think about
getting a hotel room or something.

Your mother wants
to have coffee with me.

- And?
- And she thinks I'm a racist.

Oh, and a stripper.
She thinks I'm a racist stripper.

Oh, come on, what's funny?
This is not funny.

Well, it's kind of funny.

She's just my mama, Cristina.

Your mama?

You'll love her when you get to
know her. Everybody loves my mama.

You will save me from this, OK?

You will save me from this or...

You will save me.

You haven't heard from Addison,
have you? She's not answering phones.

Actually, she needed a day off.

Something about finding
another woman's panties

in the pocket of your tux.

That's not how
I wanted her to find out.

You don't leave
another woman's panties in your tux

unless you want her to find them.

I know a thing or two about affairs.

Even know a thing or two
about affairs with women named Grey.

It's not an affair.
I was gonna tell her.

I was gonna tell her today.
I was gonna end it.

Give her some space.
Give her some time.

No. That's not it.

No. No, I gotta talk to her today.

If something's over,
it's got to be over.

Meredith, she's... She's not an affair.

Ow!

I don't think I want this surgery.

You have to have this surgery.

Right.

You're very pretty but look tired and
should change your hair conditioner.

- That was rude, Benjamin.
- It is?

No, actually, it's true,
and it's refreshing.

- You have sex with that brain surgeon?
- Benjamin...

It's OK. Nope. I haven't.

- Not today anyway.
- I would.

He's hot. And arrogant,
in a way that's still sexy.

I would totally have sex with him
if I could. Looked like you could.

So what's the holdup?

- You trying to seduce me?
- I was wondering...

I got a lot of work to do, but I was
just wondering about the panties.

Panties that are yours, and how
they ended up on the bulletin board.

Black lacy panties on the board.

- You are trying to seduce me.
- No.

No, I'm not. I'm just wondering
how panties I haven't seen before...

And I've seen your panties
a lot of days in a row.

I'm wondering how black panties
that apparently belong to you

end up on a bulletin board.

Wow, you're jealous.

- No. No, no, no. I'm not...
- Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, you are.

Is that my patient? Ms. Seabury?

Ms. Seabury? Hey! Stop! Get...

- I'll tell him.
- What?

- The truth about the panties.
- Don't you dare.

He is jealous.

So you and O'Malley, huh?
How'd that happen?

You're a surgeon, how'd that happen?

Karev, she's a resident.
She outranks you.

You don't ask personal questions.

- It's fine.
- He's my intern, I say it's not fine.

- Are we clear?
- No.

What's not clear?

Why you won't talk to Izzie.
That's what's not clear.

Really? You want to push me on this?
Today? Today you want to push me?

What do we got, Jill?

Harley Hernandez was street-luging
when he lost control and hit a car.

Witnesses say he was catapulted
20 feet into the air.

Landed on tree trimmings.
Broken pelvis is apparent,

as are, I would guess,
some massive internal injuries.

You would guess?

Harley, you're at the hospital.
We're gonna take care of you now.

hospital? What's the matter with me?

- You're an idiot, that's what.
- Dad?

- Back away.
- Your friends are idiots,

and you don't use
the sense God gave you.

You're blocking our path. Please!

- Are you OK?
- Sir.

You son of a bitch.
Where's my son?

We took him in there.

- He was blocking them!
- He is terrified. His child is a tree!

Listen to me.
You will not get physical

with another human being
on my watch ever again.

You will not question my authority.
You will not defend your girlfriend

for killing a man. Are we clear?

She's not my girlfriend.

As you know, I'm sure, he graduated
first in his class from Tulane.

I... I did know that.

Actually, I graduated
first in my class at Stanford.

So you are planning to pursue
a less time-consuming specialty.

Obstetrics perhaps?
Or family medicine?

- Oh, I'm in the surgical program.
- But after you're married?

Married? I'm sorry, married?

Come, Cristina. You must
have considered the possibility.

You're no spring chicken.

I don't know a young woman
who wouldn't want to marry my Preston.

He's handsome, he's brilliant.

He's the best thing
I've done in my life.

He's the most important thing
in the world to me.

Oh... OK.

Oh, Burke, Burke! Burke's here.
Preston Burke is here.

What a surprise.
My two favorite ladies all in one place.

Preston, what on Earth
are you doing out of bed?

Oh...

Well, I...

I wanted to... get some...

I... Stretch my legs, Mama.

But you're not supposed
to stretch your legs.

You're supposed to be resting.

Right.

But I wanted to have some air.

Some stretching, some air and
some coffee. Anybody want any coffee?

We already have coffee.

- Please have a seat.
- Right. Just a second. Coffee.

You did this.

- Did what?
- Cristina, listen to me.

It's not that I don't like you.

I think that you're a very smart,
very attractive young woman.

- But you're selfish.
- I beg your pardon.

You pulled him out of his sick bed
because you were uncomfortable.

That's selfish.
You're selfish, and my son is giving.

And the combination...
Well... it's not gonna last.

Not much longer.

Hey, hey, hi. All right. All right.

I brought you a scone, Mama.

His kidney's gone.

No way to save it.

Focus on keeping
the renal artery under control.

- I have another bleeder.
- Pace yourself.

We got a long way to go.

- We have enough blood standing by?
- Yes, sir.

- Is that a tree?
- His mother rivals my mother.

And that is saying something.

- They're operating around it?
- Both of them, dark and evil.

- You're blocking my view.
- I miss dirty stripper Cristina.

She was fun. A lot less angry.

Next time I see her,
if she even looks at me sideways,

I'm telling her what I think.
She wants to call me racist?

- What?
- Yeah. I'll call her sexist.

Change my career after I'm married?

What is this, 1953?

She comes at me,
I'm going there.

- I think you should.
- Mmm-hmm.

I think we all should just go there.

You know, tell the truth. Spit it out.

Go with your gut.
Follow your instincts.

I miss philandering whore Meredith.

She was trashy and much less idyllic.

Do women have two sets of panties?

Two sets they wear
for different occasions?

I made a choice.
I'm picking Derek.

Finn is great.
But Derek is... Derek.

And I'm following my gut.

Whatever.

I want my patient back.

You know, the one you stole after...
Mama cornered me?

That's fine.
It's my day to check on Izzie anyway.

You paged me?

Your patient was caught shoplifting
chocolate from the hospital gift shop.

- What?
- Never done that.

- It was exhilarating.
- And now she's planning to leave.

Leave? You can't... She can't leave.

You're sick.
You should be sleeping. Resting.

- Preparing for death?
- For surgery.

- There's a difference.
- Maybe. Maybe not.

That's what they mean when they give
you a 60 percent chance of survival.

Means four out of ten people die
whether they have the surgery or not.

I have lived my entire life
pent-up, repressed.

Stifling every impulse,
following every rule. Now I'm done.

And you know what? You should be too.
We should all be done.

- So you're leaving?
- I'm claiming my life.

- I can't do that from a hospital bed.
- You know you'll die.

Maybe.

But at least when I do,
I'll know that I have lived.

Oh, God, this is good.

Izzie?

Wow.

OK.

- Finn.
- Hi.

Why are you home?
I thought you were working.

I am. I was. I still am.

I just came home to check on Izzie.

So did I.

Brought her lunch.

You brought Izzie lunch?

When my wife died, there really
wasn't anything anyone could say.

But... the bringing
of food actually helped.

The only thing that helped.

- You brought Izzie food?
- Yeah.

Even though you
didn't think I was here.

Is that OK?

Yeah.

It's amazing, actually.

You're amazing.

Sweet and thoughtful.
And sensitive.

Meredith, I don't want to pressure you.
You have a decision to make.

I want you to take
all the time you need.

But I do want to make one thing clear.

What's that?

I'm not all that sensitive.

So...

Have a nice day at work.

Mr. Hernandez?

How is he? Is he OK?
You've been operating for hours.

There is extensive damage.
We've had to remove

one of his kidneys
and a portion of his bowel.

But the tree's out, and he's OK?

OK, Mr. Hernandez,
the branch actually is still there.

We're operating around it which
is what's taking so much time.

His mother's not here yet.
I mean,

do you think he'll be OK
by the time she gets here?

I do have to get back in there.
I just wanted to give you an update.

- That he's still alive.
- Yes, that he's still alive.

OK.

OK.

Izzie. How you doing, sweetie?

I brought you some muffins.

- OK.
- I made a lot.

I was running out of room
and I thought maybe...

...you would like some.

I'm a good baker.

Yeah, absolutely. Thank you.

Dr. Stevens.

Please don't call me doctor.

OK. Please don't call me
Mrs. Shepherd.

That's funny.

- She's drunk.
- True.

So did you know about the slutty sex

your slutty friend had
with my super slutty husband?

You should have a muffin.

They're really good,
and they'll help you.

I may be beyond help.

Yeah.

Me too.

Don't let her drive, Joe.

Good.

But I knew, I knew that you'd...

She's still here.

Never leaves.

She never even pees.

I'm not entirely sure she's human.

Finn brought Izzie lunch.

- You went to see Izzie?
- Yeah, she wasn't home.

I'm taking that as a good thing.
At least the baking has stopped.

But my point is,
Finn brought Izzie lunch.

He's that guy, the guy who brings
your roommate lunch when she's sad.

So you didn't end it?

He's the guy who brings your roommate
lunch when she's sad.

- So I'm gonna end it with Derek.
- Whatever.

You know, I'm not selfish.

I'm by his side.

I took off all my clothes.
That's not selfish.

And I'm going in for surgery.

Selfish people don't save lives.

George.

- What?
- You're flirting with that nurse.

I'm young. I'm healthy.
I got a life to live.

Is this about the panties?
Are you still jealous?

I'm not jealous.
I'm just living my life.

Do you have a boyfriend? Do you have
a boyfriend? Do you have a boyfriend?

He's gonna keep asking till you answer.

Yes, I have a boyfriend. Look here.

If I had a boyfriend, I would
definitely not be as angry as you.

Why are you so angry? Is it because
you're frigid? Or he's frigid? Or..?

Nobody's frigid.

My boyfriend's mother
called me selfish.

Are you selfish? You do seem
kind of self-obsessed to me.

- Ben.
- I'm a surgeon.

In order to be a surgeon, a certain
amount of self-obsession is necessary.

My boyfriend gets that.
His mother doesn't, it's her problem.

I used to have a boyfriend.
When I got the tumor, he understood.

He tried to understand. He loved me.

But his mother didn't.

My offending everyone offended her.

And he said he didn't care
what his mother thought.

But in the end, he did care,

'cause now it's two years later,
and I'm having brain surgery,

and only my fat sister Ruth is with me.

Benjamin, that was kind of rude.

Sorry.

When the tumor is removed,
will it bring his old personality back?

If we get the tumor out
and Benjamin lives,

anything else is icing on the cake.

Locking down
the external fixator.

There's no active bleeding,
and the trajectory is clear.

Karev, I want you
to hold pressure on the liver.

Put your hands down there
and don't move.

You with the saw, don't make a move

until we get our hands
on every organ around the tree trunk.

Have the parents
said their goodbyes?

Mom's not here yet.

Father was too busy
blaming him to say goodbye.

Speak when you're spoken to.
I've had enough out of you today.

All due respect, you've got me
mixed up with Izzie Stevens.

All right, everybody,
take your positions.

Cut carefully.
We'll get this thing out in pieces.

You see that right there?

It's too close to the cavernous sinus.

Suction.

I've got a bleeder.
The brain is starting to swell.

His heart can't take it.

Yang get those paddles.
Go! Move!

- Now go!
- Clear!

- Renal artery's collapsed.
- You had that.

- Artery gone.
- BP dropping.

Oh, he's bleeding.
He's bleeding fast.

Laps.

- Come on, come on.
- No change.

- Epi and atropine are in.
- In V-fib.

Shock him again.

I've decided
that I'm gonna get really fat.

Just as a stopgap.

Just until I figure out another plan.

I'm gonna eat all of these muffins,

and I'm gonna get
really, gloriously fat.

It's over. Over.

Over!

I'm talking about the last third
of my life, Miranda.

How can it be over?
How does that just end?

Over a skanky pair of panties and...

...a bad tux? I am desirable, Amanda.

- Miranda.
- Right.

- Joe, I'm desirable, right?
- I have a boyfriend.

Be that as it may, I don't need me
to tell you how wildly attractive I am.

Wildly attractive.

You are, and
your wildly attractive cab is here.

It is?

You told me to call you
a cab at 10:00. It's 10:00.

I guess that's for the best, huh?

I would say so.

Hey.

Can I buy you a drink?
I have a lot of them.

I'm trying one of everything.

Hey. Hey, aren't you
the cake lady from this morning?

Aren't you supposed
to be having surgery?

Well, that hasn't been decided yet.

- So you're a doctor?
- Yes. I'm a doctor.

- That mean you can't drink with me?
- Not at all.

Joe.

You're gonna kill someone.
What're you doing?

Working it.
If Callie can be bad, so can I.

Hey! Watch it!

George, Callie is hot.

She's like really sexy, almost
dirty hot. And she's hot for you.

In my opinion, you could keep
using the darts as weapons,

or you could go get lucky
with a sexy, hot, dirty girI.

- Where's he going?
- To get laid.

There is something wrong in the world

when Bambi's getting laid and I can't
get five minutes alone with Burke.

- What are you doing?
- Day's over. Flipping a coin. Call it.

The brain surgeon should be heads.

Right.

Choice made.

Oh, that's it? You'll base
your choice on flipping a coin?

I'm taking a cue from Benjamin.
Impulsive, honest.

It's my new motto.

Benjamin died.

He wasn't impulsive.
He wasn't honest.

He was sick and brain damaged.

And now he's dead.

Mr. Hernandez?

May I?

You OK?

Your son is gonna be fine.

He was off with his friends.

I let him go off with that thing.

I knew better.

His friend, he has
this driveway up on a hill.

I just keep picturing him.

Keep picturing him
going down that hill and...

I didn't stop him.
I should have stopped him.

Kids spin out of control sometimes.

They spin out of control.
You can't...

Yes, you can.
You can control them.

It's your job as a parent
to control them.

Ever since the divorce, I only get
to see him every other weekend.

I never would have
bought him that luge,

or let him go off on his own
that way before.

I went soft.

I went soft when he needed me
to be the father.

I wish I'd had more fun.

I didn't want to be a slut.
I didn't want to be a tramp.

I didn't have any fun.
My ex-husband, he had fun.

All sorts of fun with all sorts of women
who were a lot more fun than me.

Nobody ever called him a slut.

Why is that?
Men can do it but women can't.

Women can.
I know some who do.

Not without getting called names.

What do you care?
I get called an ass, I don't care.

I don't think you're an ass.

I don't think you're a slut.

Do you have a girlfriend, Alex?

No, no girlfriend.

So you're single?

Yes. Definitely. I'm single.

I'm single too.

And I'm very bad at this.
Never have I had any practice.

So I'm...

I'm gonna go into the bathroom.

And if I find myself alone
in there after two minutes,

I'll just touch up my makeup
and come back out.

But should you have any interest in

fulfilling the wish
of a potentially dying woman,

you know where I'll be.

Getting some exercise, Dr. Torres?

Yes. Yes.

Sir.

Chief Webber.

Hi.

Finn.

- Derek.
- Hey.

Thanks for coming.

Both of you, thanks for coming.

So here's the thing.

I like you...

...and I like you.

And I thought I had a choice to make.
I thought I had to decide.

But I think I owe myself the chance
to consider my options.

- Options?
- Options?

There's this thing that allows
for the considering of options.

In the olden days,
they called it dating.

- Dating?
- Yes, I'd like to try that.

- You wanna try dating.
- Yes.

- Both of us?
- Yes.

I understand if you're not up for it.

But I really hope you are.

You bowing out?

No. You?

I don't think so.

You're here first.

You get all the best cases. Trauma
comes in at night, you get first dibs.

Exactly.

I respect it. I do.

And also, I can't have it,
and you know that.

- You're throwing me out.
- Got no choice.

This violates all sorts of codes,
and you know it.

So I have to go, but you're
allowed to live in your office?

- You noticed that, huh?
- I'm pretty observant.

Guess if I'm throwing you out
I have to follow my own rules.

OK, I'm jealous.
But I have a right to be jealous

because I don't want other guys
touching your panties.

Great.

That's great!

- You might want to clear that up.
- Yes, sir.

- You headin' out?
- Gotta get back to the hospital.

- Gotta go kick this cancer's ass.
- All right.

Joe, what do I owe?

Hey, Alex.

About today...

Dr. Bailey, you were right.
I shouldn't get physical with patients.

The body
is a slave to its impulses.

I don't know if it's
gonna get any better, Mama.

Well, I do, baby.

I do know.

Cristina, it's late.

Preston needs his sleep.

But the thing that makes us human...

Sorry, Mrs. Burke, I was just coming
to see if either of you needed anything

before I went home for the evening.

...is what we can control.

We're fine.

Good night, Preston.

Sleep well.

Hang in there.

After the storm,

after the rush,

after the heat of the moment
has passed...

- The panties?
- Yeah.

Not mine.

- Yeah?
- The jealousy?

Yeah.

Insanely hot.

What's with the suitcase?

...we can cool off
and clean up the messes we've made.

I'm busy you guys, leave me alone.

Izzie.

I went soft.

I had a baby,

and I swore it wouldn't change me.

But it just... It does change you.

I got tired.

I got busy, and I stopped teaching.

I stopped teaching when you
needed a teacher the most.

You couldn't have stopped me.

Yes, I could have. You couldn't
have stopped you, but I could have.

And in the past, I would have.

I went soft.

And I'm partly to blame
for what happened, so...

I want you to come back.

You'll talk to the chief.
We'll work it out,

because you're...
talented and you're capable,

and we all make mistakes.

And it's enough muffins.

We can try to let go of what was.

I thought you were room service.

I feel terrible.

I'm not proud of what I did.

You deserve better.

And I'm sorry about the...

Sorry about the panties.

The prom.

I'm sorry I did that.

Yeah.

I'm sorry you did that too.

Our marriage is over.

Yeah, I guess it is.

It's all my fault.

God, this is incredibly sad.

Incredibly sad.

And then again...

Oh...

...this is awkward.

I feel much better now.