10x03 - Everybody's Crying Mercy

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(Meredith) There's this playground game that kids play.

(Bailey crying)

(Derek, muffled voice)

I'll get him. You can't pick him up.

(crying continues)

Yes, I can.

No, your incision needs to heal. I got him.

They lock hands, and on the count of 3...

(groans)

They try to snap each other's fingers off.

Hurry up before he wakes up the...

(Zola) Mommy? mommy.

Girls.

(Sofia babbles)

You hold out as long as you can...

(scoffs)

("Because of you" playing by C2C featuring Pigeon John)

Or at least longer than the other guy.

♪ the clouds ride away, and you're lifting me higher ♪
♪ okay, okay, okay ♪
♪ poppin' like you'll never know ♪
♪ hoppin' on a train to go wherever, whenever ♪
♪ thing is falling in line like dominos ♪

The game doesn't end until someone says "stop."

Gives up... cries "mercy."

It isn't a fun game.

♪ saliva ♪
♪ once again there's no need to pretend ♪
♪ to let go when it turns out awesome ♪
♪ without you, it ain't working ♪
♪ gotta be together, and that for certain ♪ (crunching)

♪ grab my hand, get in the van ♪

(packaging rustles)

♪ and close the curtain ♪ (sighs)

♪ because of you, I'm never alone ♪ (crunching)

♪ I walk on the streets and I peek on my own ♪
♪ because of you the day looks brighter ♪

(mouth full) Move over.

What the hell?

(grunts) I couldn't sleep all night.

I'm bored.

Really bored.

Nope. (dog barking in distance)

Oh, don't kid yourself.

Call Hunt.

(bag rustling) No.

Then try the internet like everybody else.

For porn?

For dating.

Find somebody else to get horny with.

I have a girlfriend.

Oh, she's passed out with her friends.

Again.

Did she ever sleep with you?

(song ends)

(distant barking continues)

Did you guys have sex, and it was awful?

Was she awful?

No.

Were you awful, and now you're so ashamed you can't even look at her?

No.

Ooh, was it weird?

Is she a man?

Ooh. Secret penis.

Shut up!

Well, why don't you guys ever sleep together?

We will!

Ohh.

You two haven't done it yet.

We do.

Oh, you do done it?

We have.

Oh-oh, you have? You do?

We... we-we-we do.

Okay. Oh...

We do!

Just get out!

Okay. Hmm. Okay. Just think about that.

(exhales deeply) 'Cause it's been, like, a week and you haven't closed the deal.

What have you done to evil spawn?

I was sleeping.

(laughs)

Oh! Oh, god! I knew you'd cheer me up.

Mnh!

(sighs)

Would it k*ll her to bring me more than one pair of Sofia's socks?

Frickin' thoughtless.

Where are Sofia and Zola?

Um, um, Derek's putting their shoes on.

Ah.

(Sofia and Zola giggling)

Are you sure you can handle both of them?

(sighs deeply) Yes.

They're the only people who don't piss me off right now. (laughs)

I'll text you when they're both in day care. Hi!

Ah! You're a goddess. (giggles)

And yet my w-i-f-e still sleeps around.

(singsongy) Okay, ladies!

(Callie gasps) Yes, here we go! Here we go!

Here, take your duck. Take your duck.

(gasps) We're going on a ferry ride.

Thank you. Thank you. Have a good day.

(sighs) Oh.

Ohh. What are we gonna do when she fixes her marriage and leaves us?

Oh, I think we're a ways off from that.

(pants) Oh!

Hey, I'm back. You still there?

Oh! (Derek groans)

Hi. How's... how's everything going?

It's... fine.

Uh, not the easiest patient, but I got his number.

Hey, is he still losing weight?

His appetite's not great.

But that happens. You know that.

Right. And you're sure you don't need my help?

Absolutely not. Go snuggle your baby.

Okay.

Will you let me know if his albumin drops below 2.5?

I'm hanging up. Stop calling me.

(beeps)

Richard Webber.

Seven days status post ex lap with pancreatic debridement.

His daily weights are trending down.

Albumin's low at 2.

O.T. wants to do a swallow study.

(pens scribbling)

In the meantime, I recommend starting N.G. tube feeds.

No.

No tube.

(monitor beeping steadily)

He doesn't seem to want a tube.

Respectfully, Dr. Bailey...

Make sure to replete his electrolytes, and he'll start recovering.

We've already given him...

Give him more.

Where the hell is Shane? He was supposed to study with us.

Mm, more practice for us.

Jo, hit me. Dude, pants!

(sighs) Crap. Sorry. I'm stuck on a question.

What's with the underwear?

Totally not work-appropriate.

(sighs) I'm waiting for Alex to make a move, so I'm prepared all the time.

What about grooming?

All the time.

That's exhausting.

(sighs) Why don't you just make the first move?

'Cause I'm not the sl*t who just jumps into bed with someone Right after her friend died.

(whispers) Really?

(slaps hand)

Well, I'm not gonna advertise it.

(pager beeps) Trauma in the pit. Gotta go.

It's been a week, and he hasn't made a move. Is that weird?

Yeah.

(groans) (thud)

(woman speaking indistinctly over P.A.)

(clears throat)

Haircut. (elevator bell dings)

Yes.

(indistinct conversations)

(telephone ringing)

You can't just say "haircut."

You have to say "nice haircut."

Otherwise, I'll think that you think it's a bad haircut.

And I'm wearing a dress and I got a haircut 'cause I wanna look nice today. Do I look nice?

You look tense.

Say I look nice!

You look nice.

Was that so hard?

Mm.

(clears throat) Here we are.

(Arizona) Oh, my god.

(Cristina) Why are we here?

So you can see it for yourself so this is not just a concept.

There is a hole in this hospital, and it is leaking money.

But isn't that what insurance is for?

They are swamped with storm claims.

Now with this outpatient surgery wing gone, all of those patients are now overloading our regular O.R.s.

Well, what do you want us to do about it?

Meet. Make a plan. Be the board.

We're all swamped.

And Meredith and Derek are on leave. Webber's down.

Yeah, and you and Torres can't be in the same room.

(sigh)

I have a patient. You know, right now this hospital needs doctors more than it needs board members.

What this hospital needs is both.

If you people can't be both, then we are in a lot of trouble.

(sighs deeply)

Hey.

I should go.

Why?

We can't be alone together.

We're just... talking about work.

(horn blares in distance)

(indistinct conversations)

(telephone ringing, siren wailing in distance)

(woman) Nurses' station. Can I help you?

Ugh!

You all right?

Yeah.

(woman) Nurses' station. Please hold.

No. I... no.

I haven't heard yet.

Uh...

About my boards.

Oh.

Yeah.

But don't freak out. You passed.

Well, if I didn't, you'll know that the first time wasn't your fault.

(chuckles) (elevator bell dings)

It was all me.

(siren wails in distance)

(sighs) Don't freak out.

Hey.

Hey. You're riding with me today.

Yeah, about that...

Come on, it's a good one.

Coming through!

Oh, what do we got?

Human pincushion.

(man) Kathleen Kane, 38.

Woman versus shattered baseball bat.

Puncture wounds to the chest and what looks like a distal radius fracture.

B.P. 85 palp, pressure 135.

The batter was jammed with a fastball, and-and the bat, it just exploded, you know?

My jersey's really messed up.

Don't worry about that, baby.

Okay, everybody. Ready? On my count.

One, two, three.

(Kathleen grunts)

I'm here. I'm right here, okay?

Somebody paged me? Possible colles' fracture.

Uh, sir, I need you to wait outside.

All right? Right now, she needs you to give us room to work.

We need another nurse in here!

You're gonna make sure she's all right, right? Kat?

All right, I'm gonna... I'm gonna show you where you can wait. Okay?

Decreased breath sounds on the right.

We need X-ray in here stat!

(woman) Right away.

(labored breathing) I'm dizzy. It's dark.

Am I dying?

No, ma'am.

Her systolic's down to 78. Tell Dante.

You have to tell Dante. Look at me.

If I die...

You're not dying.

You need to tell my husband. Promise me.

Uh, of course.

He needs to know.

And tell him...

I will. What is it?

I cheated on him with his brother.

What?!

What did she say?

Did you hear what she asked me?

People say crazy things when they're in shock.

C.T. ready for us?

Hey, Kepner, did you hear back yet, by the way?

No, not yet.

Mm. (telephone ringing)

You think that's bad?

You think it's good?

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

So do I have to tell her husband?

Tell him what?

She grabbed me with her bloody claw and said if she dies to tell him that she slept with his brother.

Whoa.

b*tch. Mm. (crunch)

Why would she ask me to do that?

Maybe she wants a clear conscience.

Maybe he cheated first and trashed the marriage.

Maybe he's an inconsiderate cheating bastard, and she wanted to get the last word.

So... I don't have to tell him, right?

How about you just don't let her die?

Okay, we can't wait for C.T. we gotta get her into the O.R.

We'll put the chest tube in there.

Uh, sorry. (chuckles)

Uh, just confirming I'll see you tonight at 7:00?

Yeah, I don't think that's a good idea.

Callie, we agreed to couples therapy.

Yeah, we agreed to a lot of things. So...

(ringing continues)

Okay, well, I'll be there.

(door closes)

Murphy, make yourself useful and put a splint on that arm.

(elevator bell dings)

He needs an N.G. tube, Dr. Grey.

I was hoping you could call dr Bailey and...

Dr. Bailey is gonna k*ll me if I call her again. (Bailey cooing)

Richard is just being stubborn, and Bailey doesn't want to call him out.

Order the N.G. tube, and that way, at least it will be ready by the time Bailey comes to her senses.

But I'm not sure that she...

I have to go.

(beep)

(birds chirping)

An hour and a half to go get milk?

(door closes)

I think, um...

I might've closed my eyes in the store parking lot.

(clears throat)

I really should be studying.

Trust me. You are gonna want to be in on this.

This is the best part of the job.

Cara. Carlos.

Guys, this is Dr. Edwards.

She'll be assisting today.

And I... have the simulation back.

Mm. Show me. Show me.

Okay, now first, we're gonna be removing the scars using tissue harvested from your back and scalp.

And then I'm gonna hide our new scars right here in the facial planes.

And it's gonna look a little something like this...

(tablet beeping)

(Carlos) Oh, my god.

Really?

You can do that?

(voice breaks)

You can make me look like that?

Now it's a estimate, but it is very, very close.

And it's free?

'Cause our insurance maxed out about two surgeries ago.

We know. That's why this one's on us.

Hey, Cara.

(crying) I didn't think I was gonna get to go back to work.

She teaches kindergarten.

Yeah, she's afraid she's gonna scare the kids.

And she can't teach without feeling her best, right? (exhales deeply)

(chuckles) You guys!

(exhales deeply)

Thank you... (voice breaks) so much.

(whispers) You still want to study?

She has lost a lot of blood, but she's stable for now.

We're gonna take her into surgery and remove the fragments.

Okay. Okay, thanks.

Marcus, she's... she's going into surgery, man.

Is she gonna be all right?

Um...

No, it's okay. He's family. He's my brother.

(elevator bell dings)

She's...

Uh...

I'm... gonna... see you after.

Thanks, man. (pats back)

Uh, in the 17 years since your infant heart transplant, your mitral valve has started to fail.

So replacing it would increase cardiac function.

And he won't need another transplant.

(Cristina) That is the hope.

I gotta ask you again.

Are you sure that you wanna do this?

There's a high risk of tearing a ventricle, uh, bleeding, arrhythmias...

You're saying he'd need a transplant anyway.

I'm saying that he could die.

The safest bet is to put Michael on the list for a new heart.

No.

I understand the risks. We talked about it.

We almost lost him waiting for his last heart.

When it was clear he was dying, I asked the nurse if I could hold him.

He was so tiny.

I spent a whole night looking in his eyes, telling him I loved him, accepting that I would never, ever hear his first word.

(voice breaks) I held my baby while he died.

(sniffles) And then the phone rang.

(laughs and sniffles)

But I almost lost him.

And I cannot go through that again.

The chance that there will be another donor that matches me, that I'll live long enough for us to find that person, that I'll even get to the top of the list...

We like these odds better.

Okay.

Well, if your M.R.I. is good, We'll get started today.

That kid should be on the U.N.O.S. list.

Well, you heard them, Alex. They wanna take a shot.

And who are you to say no to a high-risk surgery?

Let's just see what his M.R.I. says.

(indistinct conversations, telephone ringing)

Funny thing.

I didn't order an N.G. tube.

Did you hear me order an N.G. tube, Dr. Webber?

No.

I... so you can imagine our surprise when a nurse brought one in, along with a feeding pump.

Dr. Webber worried that I had changed his course of treatment without consulting him.

Dr. Bailey...

I told him I did not.

So then we got to thinking about who, perhaps, could have ordered these things, And your name came up.

I was trying to be proactive.

In case repleting his electrolytes doesn't work...

(raspy voice) You wanna be proactive?

(sighs)

Get me some soup.

You heard the man.

Hey, what do you mean "no pro bono surgeries"?

All-all funds are being reallocated to storm repair Until further notice. (squeaking)

What? Who said that?

The board did, so... you.

(elevator bell dings, squeaking resumes)

All right, well, my lady's facial reconstruction surgery was booked way before the storm.

(marker clatters) She teaches kindergarten.

Avery, I don't make the rules.

I just get to be the bad cop here.

So then I'll just have the board meet, and they're gonna approve it.

Well, that's gonna be tricky since everyone on the board has their own pro bonos that they wanna do.

So when you all get together, maybe come find me and tell me how you plan to fund repairing the outpatient O.R.

So we're not drowning in patients.

Come on. We're gonna get to that when things slow down.

Things won't slow down until we get to it.

Well, if you'd let me finish my reconstruction surgery...

Avery, we do not have the money for this surgery.

Listen to me. All due respect, you said it yourself...

You don't make the rules. I do.

Now Cara McAdams... that pro bono is not gonna be canceled.

I need you to be a good cop, a traffic cop.

Uh, I'm sorry?

Move some patients around.

If we're overloaded, then transfer them to Seattle Pres.

I don't care. But make some room.

(breathes deeply)

Yes, sir. (marker clatters)

So I'm waiting on the kid's M.R.I., and if it's too crappy, I have to put him on the transplant list and no surgery. So what do you think?

I think he went to the store and took a nap in the parking lot.

Where's my nap, Cristina?

I don't know. I didn't steal your nap.

I'm sorry.

It's just my boobs hurt and they're covered in lanolin and I smell like an old couch.

Okay. Got eyes on Webber.

No N.G. tube.

Damn it, Shane.

I almost touched his arm today.

Webber's?

No. Owen's.

He's so stressed out about the hospital, and I thought, you know, I'd offer some support and touch his arm.

But... you know, you touch his arm and then you're in bed, and then... nothing's changed.

(tablet chimes) Oh, crap. Hold on.

I got my valve kid's M.R.I.

Mer?

(shower continues running)

Mer?

Oh, big help.

(Bailey wailing)

The shower works better when you're in it.

(continues wailing)

Ohh. He's hungry, and my nipples are no use to him.

I know.

(Bailey crying)

Did you see the look on her face When you showed her that picture? (laughs)

I just... I wanna see that look on her new face.

I'm glad chief Hunt came around.

I made sure he got the message that I am doing the surgery whatever he likes it or not.

She was moved out by chief Hunt.

(elevator bell dings)

I don't think he got the message.

Owen?

Mm?

Why do you keep rescheduling my surgeries?

Well, let's have a board meeting, and I'll tell you.

Why can't you tell me right now?

Because I'm busy rescheduling surgeries.

(scoffs) Why?!

Owen?

Mm?

What's this about a purchasing freeze on the NICU budget?

Good. I have two of you here. At least maybe we could...

Oh. Okay.

(sighs) Hey.

We're not buying the babies jewelry.

We're buying them medicine.

Right now, we're low on NICU blankets.

That's baby blankets.

Don't tell me. Tell the board!

Hunt, where did my pro bono go?

Well, I took your advice about transfers...

Mm-hmm. So I found someone at Seattle Pres who could do it.

That is my patient.

Not anymore. Your patient is, uh...

Let's see... a gluteal liposuction?

(scoffs) With two lipos after that.

You can't just fill my day with...

Of course I can.

It's what a traffic cop does.

(elevator bell dings)

Gluteal lipo. So that's...

Sucking butt fat.

(whispers) Yeah.

(suction gurgling) Is that part of the logo?

It's gotta be the source of all this blood.

(April) Nope. There's blood coming from somewhere else, superiorly.

(sighs) We're gonna have to extend this incision. Scalpel?

(man) Scalpel.

(instrument clatters)

So I don't have to tell Dante, right?

I mean, I can just forget that she said it?

Murphy...

'Cause the brother's here now, And it'll just ignite a family feud.

And maybe I heard her wrong.

What else sounds like "brother"?

(instrument clatters) "Mother"?

Oh, god.

She's gonna live, okay?

No. I know.

(monitor beeping steadily)

It's just, there's a big bleeder that we haven't found yet.

Murphy!

(suction continues gurgling)

(monitor beeping steadily)

(plastic rustles)

(swallows loudly)

(whispers) Are you gonna watch me eat?

No. Absolutely not.

(spoon clatters)

(sputters and coughs)

(grunts)

(breathes raggedly)

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doin'?

Scavenging. NICU's low on blankets.

What are you doin'?

I have a painful erection that won't subside.

(elevator bell dings)

Oh. Not... Pfft. Not me.

Uh, cards.

Huh. Oh.

My condition is priapism.

Major causes are sickle cell and... crap.

Leukemia.

I hope it goes away soon.

Mm. Um... Hey.

Uh, you know, mm, you can kick my friends out if you want to.

I mean, it's your house.

They shouldn't be there all the time.

No. Hey, uh... (sighs) your-your friend died a week ago.

You guys should hang out or whatever.

Yeah.

Unless you're over it already.

No. I mean, I'm... I'm still really sad. Of course.

But, uh... um...

Look, I get it.

I... (sighs)

I mean, they can crash however long they want.

You're being really great about this.

Really, really great.

(sighs deeply) (chuckles)

(door opens and closes)

(stomps feet) (grunts) Ugh!

(film rattles)

(telephone ringing in distance)

(indistinct conversations)

(sighs)

(clatter)

Your mitral valve replacement?

Yeah. A 17-year-old infant heart transplant recipient.

(tablet beeps)

Karev doesn't think I should do it.

(sighs deeply)

His E.F.'s only 25%.

Yeah, it sucks.

And there is a lot of scarring to get through.

Karev is right.

This kid should go straight on the transplant list.

(sighs)

It's risky, but the parents want it, and so does the kid.

(chuckles)

Sound like you're gonna go ahead then.

Yeah.

Well, good luck.

Thanks.

What?

Normally, I'd kiss you.

I'd wish you luck and then I'd kiss you.

Hey, you guys did couples therapy, right?

Was it good? Did it help?

I mean, obviously not, right? Look at you guys.

Uh, no offense.

Offense. (telephone ringing in distance)

Well... (scoffs)

(cell phone buzzes and beeps)

Torres.

(monitor beeping erratically)

What?!

The only way? No, no, no. No, you don't cut the clavicle!

No, don't do that without me!

Why would you do that?!

Because the subclavian's bleeding like stink, and we can't get to it.

She's bleeding out!

And she's bleeding out.

(elevator bell dings)

Ugh.

Okay, everybody out.

(woman) What?

Everybody out. Get out. Get out now! Now!

Why? What?

Come on, get out! Come on!

Get out! Come on! (people murmuring)

(pushes button)

You do not cut a clavicle yourselves!

No! No!

(pushes button)

She says "no."

I don't think I have a choice.

She doesn't have...

I can hear her! Tell her I'm on my way!

She's on her way.

Excuse me!

Whoa!

(suction continues gurgling)

(sighs) (monitor continues beeping rapidly)

What do we do?

(man) B.P.'s dropping.

Give me the saw.

(woman) Here you go.

(whirring)

(panting)

(whirring stops)

Oh, god.

What the hell did you just do?!

What part of "don't cut the clavicle" do you not understand?

I fixed it.

Massive bleeder just under the right...

You made a clean cut down the middle.

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to repair bone with this little surface area?

There was no way to do the repair without visibility.

Mm, no, there was no easy way.

And because you're careless and thoughtless, that seemed prohibitive to you.

You think you can just do whatever you feel like in the moment, and ortho will just put everything back the way it's supposed to be.

She was dying!

No, just go. Let me clean up your mess.

Come on.

(sighs deeply)

Promise me if it looks too gnarly you'll just close him up.

Will you stop wringing your hands?

God. No wonder you can't have sex.

I can have sex.

I can have sex.

Are the hydraulics not working? I can write you a script.

Look, that's not... She's just... bummed about her dead friend and stressed about her exams.

Ugh. Those are not valid.

All right. There's been a lot of girls since Izzie.

A lot of nobodies.

Mm-hmm.

But this girl is not a nobody.

She's... I don't know. When I think about it, it just seems important. Like... like it's gotta be the right time.

You want it to be special.

What?

Nothing.

It's sweet.

Are you making fun of me?

I am not.

(suction gurgling)

Can I ask you one thing? When we're done here, will you braid my hair?

(laughs)

(bovie sizzles)

(clicks tongue) Oh, boy.

Mm.

Last chance to turn back.

Scissors.

(woman) Here you go.

Of course I pissed him off.

But transferring my patient to some other hospital just to spite me?

Seems extreme.

Yeah, he can't do it.

Yeah, he can. He's your boss.

No. I'm his boss. Right? The board is his boss.

That's a jacked up system.

The system is actually fine.

It's just in this particular situation, it becomes...

Jacked up?

Complicated.

You know what's not complicated? This.

Unless I'm missing something, you just suck the fat with that hose.

Well, pretty-pretty much.

Okay. And the next lipo will be just like this?

Oh, it's gonna be a different butt entirely.

Do you really need me here?

'Cause everyone else is studying.

You said something about being with me all day.

Thought we were changing lives?

Yeah, but I also wanted to see the look on our patient's face.

Get out of here.

(laughs) Thanks!

(closes door)

Is he asleep?

No. He hates sleep.

He's staring at the mobile.

Mmm.

I don't know how such a little kid... (sighs deeply) can puke on so many things.

I don't know.

Are you asleep?

No.

Nobody's asleep. Are you asleep?

No, I'm too worried about Richard to sleep.

He needs an N.G. tube, and of course he doesn't want one.

And he's intimidating Bailey into not ordering one.

But that's what he needs.

He made me his family, and then I abandoned him.

It's just a mess over there.

(Kendrick Lamar's "Swimming pools (drank)" plays)

♪ pour up ♪
♪ drank, drank ♪
♪ head shot ♪
♪ drank, drank ♪

Swallow study?

Okay, Ross, I can't read this. Take this.

Ross.

I know.

He's got a P.A.S. score of 6?

I know.

Okay, I'm a 60-year-old woman with abdominal pain, a fever, and significant discharge.

My initial diagnosis is that you're gross.

You guys have gotta go. No study hall at Alex's tonight.

But it's our spot. We're study buddies.

No, you are a freaking human chastity belt.

I know we've been grieving, but it's been a week.

I am all grieved out.

Ooh. Celibacy's made you mean.

Heather would understand. She'd want me to get laid.

Pushing it, but okay.

Okay, look, this is my last pair of clean, sexy underwear.

Then it's all granny panties until laundry day.

It has to be tonight.

(pager beeping)

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!

♪ swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it ♪

What happened?! (panting)

I think she stroked out.

Push high dose epi.

I already pushed high dose epi.

Did you try vasopressin?

(flatlining)

Kepner, she's been down for 15 minutes.

(whispers) What?

(panting)

(continues flatlining)

No.

(panting)

♪ head shot ♪
♪ drank, drank ♪
♪ sit down ♪
♪ drank, drank ♪
♪ stand up ♪
♪ drank, drank ♪
♪ pass out ♪
♪ drank, drank ♪
♪ wake up ♪
♪ drank, drank ♪
♪ faded ♪

(flatlining continues) Time of death... 16:17.

(whispers) Oh, dear god.

I'm sorry. I tried.

(wheels rolling) ♪ I'm-a show you how to turn it up a notch ♪
♪ first you get a swimming pool full of liquor ♪
♪ then you dive in it ♪

So, um...

What do I tell the husband?

(sighs deeply)

You tell him... we did everything we could, but despite our best efforts, we...

Not that part.

The part about how she slept with his brother.

He's about to hear that his wife is dead. I think that's enough.

Hang on.

The woman trusted you, Murphy.

She wanted him to know the truth.

It's his last memory of his wife.

Yeah, well, at least it'll be an honest one.

He deserves to know.

And you made a promise.

You're gonna tell him, and I'm gonna make sure you do.

♪ hunger pain that grows insane ♪

(clatter) ♪ tell me do that sound familiar ♪
♪ if it do, then you're like me ♪
♪ making excuse that your relief ♪
♪ is in the bottle, the bottle ♪
♪ and the greenest indo leaf as the window open ♪
♪ I release everything that corrode inside of me ♪
♪ I see you joking

♪ why you laugh, don't you feel bad? ♪
♪ I probably sleep and never... ♪

What were you thinking?

♪ never, ever wake up, in god I trust ♪

Hey, what in god's name?

Ross showed me Richard's chart.

But you have staples in your body!

I took them out. I'm a skilled surgeon.

You have no pain?

I have a lot of pain. It's called sleep deprivation.

Richard is starving.

We have a plan.

"We" have a plan?

Yeah.

He's a patient here. He doesn't get to make decisions.

No. We do. We who are here.

We who have the plan.

So why don't you go back home... I will once I know he's okay.

He's not okay. And it isn't as simple as sticking a feeding tube down his throat.

It is that simple.

We all know he can't get well unless he eats, and he can't eat if he can't swallow.

You know as well as I do that a feeding tube is psychologically devastating.

It takes away a man's dignity...

So does dying.

I really wanna talk to the radiologist about the swallow study.

Well, fine. Let's go.

Okay.

What's in your hair?

Baby vomit.

(sighs) Give me the damn stroller.

(indistinct conversations)

(bed whirring, monitor beeping steadily)

(exhales)

(monitor beeping steadily)

(swallows)

What the hell do you think you're doing?

You have dysphagia and laryngeal edema.

Even if you could eat on your own, which you can't, you're at risk for aspirating your food.

You need an N.G. tube, or you're gonna starve.

And I'm not gonna let another one of us die.

(swallows)

You're an intern.

Don't talk to me like I don't know what's happening.

You're pretending like it isn't happening, and Dr. Bailey's letting you.

Dr. Grey is here.

She came all this way with a baby, and there's no way she's gonna leave without forcing this thing through your nose and into your stomach.

And I think you don't want her to be the one to do that.

I'm offering to take care of this right now.

Just you and me.

(swallows)

(elevator bell dings)

Avery, I have one more patient for you.

No, no, no. No more.

And I'm calling Cara McAdams first thing and I'm doing the pro bono surgery, and the board is gonna discuss your behavior.

Avery, Avery, look.

She's all set for you first thing tomorrow.

You said you transferred her.

Mm-hmm. I lied.

You lied?

Yeah, I-I just moved her.

So that means you decided that three liposuctions were more important than this lady's facial re...

No, but the three lipos will pay for this lady's facial reconstruction.

The money has to come from somewhere.

So, yeah, I lied, and now you have the money.

I... (sighs)

Avery, I needed to make a point with you.

I know we're all doctors, and we're all busy, but until the board members are willing to solve the bigger budget problems caused by the storm, the doctors' problems aren't going away.

So you need to do something now.

(sighs)

You are right. (elevator bell dings)

Yeah. You all need to meet.

I can't force you to...

No, no. You can.

You're our boss and you can lie.

(telephone ringing in distance)

(monitor beeping rapidly)

He's in V-tach, Yang. You should stop.

They've all been short runs... (monitor beeping steadily) and then they've all stopped. It's fine.

You gotta get over this "special" thing.

Just throw her over your shoulder, take her to bed, and go to town.

Every girl's dream.

She's the thing that's special, dumbass.

God, you have the right person right there.

You both want the same thing.

Wait. D-don't-don't... don't go too deep.

Stop being scared.

This family is not scared. This boy is not scared.

I am not doing this because I want to.

I'm doing this because they asked me to and because I can.

(monitor beeping erratically)

Well? What are you waiting for?

The arrhythmias are coming closer.

If I keep pushing, I'll send him into V-fib.

Even cannulating will destroy the heart before I get to the valve.

You win. This kid needs a new heart.

Let's get out of here.

(bovie clatters)

I'm sorry.

(monitor beeping steadily) So am I.

(instrument clatters)

(woman over P.A.) Dr. Ryan to imaging. Dr. Ryan to imaging.

You okay?

(sighs) Just lost a patient, and now I am waiting for more bad news.

Still haven't heard?

You know, when I failed last year, I found out before I got home that night.

It's been 48 hours, and nothing.

(sighs)

I think if you fail twice, they just stop talking to you and hope you get the hint.

I'm pretty sure that's not how it works.

(smartphone chimes)

It's them. It's here.

Good.

Uh...

Me? I'm... no. I don't...

Please? I can't.

(sighs)

(slaps legs)

What?

Just... congratulations.

Yes!

Yes.

Yes!

Yes! Ohh!

Thank you, god! Thank you!

That's... (giggles) yes!

Like you said... it's all you.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Yeah.

(woman) ♪ it's over ♪
♪ I regret ♪
♪ I had it coming ♪

(Callie)

Your wife had a stroke during surgery.

She had a coagulation disorder, which is why the clot formed so quickly.

(April) We're so, so sorry for your loss.

(crying) She was just here.

She was laughing on the way here. She wanted me...

She wanted me to find out who won the game.

(continues crying)

♪

(sniffles)

♪ will we all fall ♪

There is one other thing I need to tell you.

♪ all fall ♪

Before she went into surgery, your wife wanted me to tell you... that she loves you.

♪ oh, will we fall ♪
♪ we all fall ♪

She told us to tell you that she loves you.

♪ we all fall ♪
♪ we fall ♪

Thank you.

♪
♪ tell the truth so ♪ (telephone rings)

♪ will we all fall ♪ (woman) nurses' station.

Shepherd?

Oh, have you seen my wife and baby?

Wait. Meredith's here?

Meredith.

Crap. I meant to text you.

I woke up to nothing and nobody.

The woman's wearing mismatched shoes. Cut her some slack.

I have to go check on Richard. (blows kiss)

Send me a note next time.

You look like hell.

You know you're in a building full of beds.

(sighs deeply) I just need to go lie down.

Yeah.

♪
♪ will we all fall ♪

(door closes)

Ross, what did you do?

You were supposed to wait until...

(lowered voice) He was overdue for the tube, and nobody seemed to wanna do it.

He was starving to death right in front of us, so I did what had to be done.

♪ oh, oh ♪
♪ we all fall ♪
♪ oh, oh, down ♪

There was so much scar tissue.

I'm afraid I-I couldn't get to the valve to repair it.

Michael has to go on the transplant list.

The transplant coordinator will be in To ask you some questions.

Oh, god. (cries)

Look, the transplant list is not a death sentence.

It's a chance. It-it's hope that most people never get.

When Michael wakes up, he needs to hear that from you.

I know it's not what you wanted, but now we have to move forward.

Michael needs the hope that there is a donor out there somewhere, or he won't survive.

(crying)

(telephone ringing)

You're up?

Barely. I got paged.

Me, too.

Well, who would page us? We're not even supposed to be here.

I was having the nicest dream.

Wait. You guys got a page?

God, what happened to the guy?

Apparently everything.

Hey, you were paged, too? Why outpatient surgery?

Well, it's a disaster area. Maybe someone got hurt.

(sighs and mutters) I don't know.

(horn blares in distance)

It worked. (siren wailing in distance)

I cannot believe that that worked.

(Callie) Uh, okay. Where's the trauma?

There's no trauma. This is a meeting of the board.

There's no trauma?

A meeting about what?

We're gonna have a party.

Is this... is this a trauma meeting or a party?

I'm so confused.

I'm so tired.

We're gonna have a party, folks. A big one. Gala fund-raiser.

We're gonna invite the richest people that we know, and we are gonna charm the money out of them.

But first, Dr. Hunt is gonna tell us exactly how much money we need and where it needs to go, starting with what used to be this room.

So... let's settle in. This is gonna take a while.

(chairs scrape ground, horn honks in distance)

(sighs deeply)

(chairs scrape ground)

(John Legend's "You and I

(nobody in the world)" playing)

(dog barks in distance)

♪ yeah

♪ you fix your makeup just... ♪

We have the house to ourselves.

(door closes)

But I want you to know that just because I'm about to jump into bed with you does not mean I'm an unfeeling sl*t who isn't sad about Heather, because I am sad.

I'm also very, very...

No more talking.

What? Oh! (gasps)

Yes! Oh, thank god!

(giggles)

♪ a half-hour ago ♪
♪ and if your mirror won't ♪
♪ make it any clearer, I'll ♪

(pushes button)

♪ be the one to let you know ♪

(door closes)

(elevator whirring)

♪ out of all the girls ♪

Eventually, I'm gonna touch your arm, and you are going to kiss me good luck before surgery.

Cristina.

Let's... date other people.

Okay, it'll-it'll suck and it'll feel forced, but maybe it'll help.

Maybe eventually I won't want to take your hand when we get off the elevator at the end of the day.

No, come on. Don't.

♪ and I ♪
♪ you ♪

Just tell me you'll try.

(bell dings, door opens)

♪ ain't nobody in the world ♪
♪ but you ♪
♪ you stop the room when we walk in ♪
♪ spotlight's on everybody starin' ♪

I'll try.

♪ tell all of these boys ♪

(whispers) Okay.

♪ they're wasting their time ♪
♪ stop standing in line ♪
♪ 'cause you're all mine ♪
♪ and this evening I ♪
♪ won't let the feeling die ♪
♪ I never wanna leave your side ♪

(exhales) Oh! Thank god.

You came.

♪ out of all the girls ♪
♪ you're my one and only girl ♪

I've been wishing you hadn't told me... (sighs) and that we could go back to our life, to being happy.

♪ you make them shine like they were ours ♪

Except we weren't... happy.

At least you weren't.

And so we do things like have sex with other people.

Callie, I made a mistake.

(sighs) One mistake...

Yeah, I don't think it was a mistake.

♪ nobody in the world ♪

I've been picturing you screwing that woman over and over again.

I-I can't... think about it or talk about her anymore.

I'm-I'm all done with that for right now.

So I'm... not going into that room.

♪ all ♪

But I think you should.

♪ to try ♪

I think you need to.

In the game of mercy, when one kid cries out...

No.

The other one listens, and the pain stops.

(voice breaking) Please.

♪ tonight ♪

I really need to talk.

♪ all of the stars ♪

I really need you... to do this.

♪ ain't nobody in the world ♪

(voice breaks) I know.

You wore the red dress and everything.

♪ you ♪
♪ and I ♪
♪ but you ♪

Don't you wish it was that easy now?

♪ and I ♪

(monitor beeping steadily)

(exhales deeply)

I'm sorry. I know I haven't been here.

You picked me as your family...

Stop it.

Stop it.

(weakly) I didn't call you my family.

I'm not your father.

I chose you because I thought you could put emotion aside... and make the right call.

I knew Bailey was too weak.

But you...

I thought I could trust...

Not to let them operate on me when I was all but... (swallows) when I was all but dead.

Not to bring me back to... a life... where I have to get my... meals from a... (inhales deeply)

(swallows) from a tube.

I thought you wouldn't be sentimental.

I was wrong.

(exhales deeply)

I chose the wrong person.

It's not a game anymore, and we're not kids. You can cry "mercy" all you want, but nobody's listening. It's just you... screaming into a void.