[Meredith] If you're normal,
one of the few things you can count on in life is death.
- [phone ringing] - [grunts]
[# Psapp: I Want That]
- Hello. - [Cristina] These are amazing.
They're all about the medicine. There's no personal crap,
no talk about boyfriends or feelings. She hardly even mentions you.
Thanks for pointing that out. What about when she held the retractor six hours?
If you're a surgeon, even that comfort is taken away from you.
- Like Harry Potter books I never had. - Did you read the part
where she did the pyloric stenosis on the three-week-old baby?
Surgeons cheat death, we prolong it, we deny it.
Hold on! He's in v-fib! Charge to 300! Clear!
Up to 360! Clear!
We stand and defiantly give death the finger.
[mouths] Good. Let's go.
Grey, you're late. She has Skills Lab.
Good morning, Cristina. It feels like minutes. See you later.
No, Tucker, I did not say I won't do the marriage counseling.
I can't do it in the mornings again. I'm now 20 minutes late for work.
- I'll see you tonight. - Marriage counseling?
- How's that going? - You heard us arguing about it.
How you think it's going?
You're doing a craniotomy on my patient Rosemary Bullard today.
Gonna be awake or yawning into her brain?
- Meredith kept me up. - Don't need to hear your dirty...
- Talking on the phone with Cristina. - Aw, and stole your sleep?
- Did you say, "Yang goes or I go"? - I'm don't think I'd win that one.
- Those two come as a set. - Before, she had Burke. Burke helped.
- True. - Counseling's a good move.
- Addison and I did counseling. - Right before you got divorced?
[Richard] Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce...
...Stan.
State-of-the-art computerized patient simulator.
Stan can educate you in airway management,
trauma assessment and care. He breathes, he pulsates, he seizes,
he hemorrhages, he secretes. And he speaks. Hello, Stan.
Hello, doctor. I'm not feeling well.
[Richard] Stan will say what he needs. He's more forgiving than most patients.
You kill him, he'll keep coming back for more. Make good use of him, people.
- We're operating on robots? - Can we go back to pigs?
- What about people? - When the chief decides who
- gets the first solo surgery, be ready. - Solo surgery?
- When do we find out? - Is he deciding soon?
I do not know what it will be, I do not know when it will be.
I do know that the winner should be prepared
to do any surgical procedure, and will choose one intern to scrub in.
So practice your skills, impress your attendings
and do not make me look stupid.
Grey, Stevens, you're with Hahn. Yang, the pit. Karev and O'Malley,
- you're Skills Lab. Get to know... - Dibs!
- Mine. - I am having chest pain.
Just to be clear, we are not cracking open any chests today?
- No, Stevens. - With solo surgery coming up,
we were hoping to be on a cool surgical...
I'm gonna stop you right there. I don't get attached to patients.
But I like this guy. I have spent almost two years giving his family hope
and then taking it away. This procedure can buy him time
until he gets another shot at a transplant. Make sure it works.
- Absolutely. - Of course.
- Familiar with the case? - Michael Norris, 44-year old male
with congenital hypertrophic cardiomyopathy who has failed
treatment at Seattle Pres. Waiting on a transplant
since narrowly missing out on one on May 14th of 2000.
- Wait. May 14th? - What?
- That's... That's Denny's heart.
That's the heart I stole for Denny.
[heart beating]
I need you to have sex with Cristina Yang.
Good morning.
Distract. Give her something to do besides call my girlfriend
- and wake me up. - Yang. No.
No. Too serious. Humorless. Un-fun. Not my type.
Yang should be your type. She's intense, intelligent, complicated.
She's like a single-malt Scotch. And you are used to... beer bongs.
- Callie Torres is no beer bong. - Wait, I get it.
You don't think you have a shot. You're probably right.
- Oh, I have a shot. - Then try. As a favor to me.
No. I'm not your stud horse.
- You can't just tell me to... - You slept with my wife.
[elevator dings]
Yeah, I'll give it a shot.
- [Graciella] Is that too tight? - [Steve whispers] OK, yeah.
- [Graciela] OK. - [Steve] Feels pretty good.
- OK, good. - Put one...
Are you guys shooting drugs? Oh, my God!
- No, we're practicing IVs. - How else are we supposed to learn?
- Yang never lets us do anything. - Practicing on each other?
- We did it at Baylor, it's cool. - No. It's not cool. It's crazy.
- It's like creepy, basement crazy. - Don't tell anyone!
- Don't worry. - I'm next.
[Graciella] Hold still now.
[sniffing, sighing]
Ah, Dr. Hunt, got a second?
It's about to get loud in here, but shoot.
We're awarding a solo surgery to a second-year resident. I want your take.
- One second. - Unidentified male, mid-thirties.
Lost vitals, shocked him into sinus tach.
- Possible fractures of both arms. - [Cristina] OK, on three.
- Two, three. Good, good. - Open right tibIfib, rigid abdomen.
- What doesn't he have? - Found under an overpass.
- Cops thinks someone threw him over. - After they beat him to death?
- So it's a contest, the solo surgery? - You have fresh eyes.
You don't know them personally, you don't have any history,
any relationship. That perspective is rare here.
I'll give it some thought.
Dr. Webber, regarding the solo surgery, I presume
it's gonna be a general surgery? I wanna be prepared...
You'll know when you all know.
And one more thing. If my ER reports are right,
you've been working three days. When do you sleep?
- Keep tabs on all attendings? - [machines beeping]
- [Lexie] His IV blew. - Yang, he needs that access now!
- [Cristina] I'm doing it. - This will buy him some time
- until you get that line in. - Yeah.
If you were less worried about winning contests, you might have thought of it.
So you're gonna give me a heart attack? Literally?
Uh... It's a technique called "alcohol ablation."
Through a catheter in your femoral artery,
Dr. Hahn will inject ethanol straight into your heart.
The alcohol will incinerate any tissue cells it touches.
- Dr. Stevens? - Um...
We're gonna be burning away the muscle in your ventricle
that's blocking your ability to get oxygen.
If we're successful, you should feel immediate relief.
Just like that? I'll be able to breathe?
- [Erica] Just like that. - And he can't be asleep
- during the procedure? - I'm afraid not.
Dr. Stevens here will be asking you to cough, inhale and exhale...
- And checking to see if I'm dead yet? - [woman] Mike, stop.
- I mean, it is a heart attack, right? - It's a dangerous procedure.
But it's one we can monitor and control. And if you don't have it,
the next heart attack you have, and you will have one...
[Mike] It'll kill me.
Promise you'll keep me awake. I... I don't want to miss this.
I want Mike's latest echo and angio before he goes to the cath lab.
- Wow! Are you freaking out? - What?
- Why? Do you think I should be? - This patient? In Denny's old room?
- It's a lot of Denny for one day. - It is a lot.
A lot. Is it a lot of Denny for you, too?
I mean, how much Denny are you experiencing?
Iz, you can do this.
- [Stan] My pain is getting worse. - I hate this.
I'm not gonna win the solo surgery practicing on Plastic Man.
You're not gonna win because you suck.
Your bedside manner is what sucks.
- What? What did you say? - Ain't technology amazing?
Screw this. I'm gonna practice medicine. You play with your doll.
What's the matter? Scared of a little education?
You are so awesome! You are so awesome!
- Ow. - No! No! No! No! Stan!
What's a guy have to do to get a beating this bad?
[0wen] Maybe he'll tell us when he wakes up.
Let's hope he makes it that long.
Three, run these to the lab, then go by the morgue and get the forms
- for an unclaimed body. - He's gonna need a chest tube.
I was hoping, with solo surgery coming up...
With the solo surgery coming up, your job is to impress me. So, go.
Dr. Yang, with the solo surgery coming up, your job is to impress me.
- You're planning for his death. - I was trying to be prepared. Sorry.
I can't use sorry. I could use a doctor.
Be one.
The kind of metastases you have are prone to spontaneous bleeding.
So there are considerable risks to the surgery.
- You're saying this one... - Might be dicier.
Much dicier than previous surgeries.
I want to be clear, you can live with this. For months, if not longer.
Not... Not like this.
Not feeling this bad.
I understand risks are part of the package.
That's why you people make me go cross-eyed signing all these forms.
You're signing a "Do Not Resuscitate" order?
If it's my time to go...
She doesn't want to be on life-support kind of thing. She'd hate that.
I just hate lying around like that.
I don't want that.
OK.
- Goodbye, darling. - Goodbye, love.
Sorry. We do this every time.
She signs the paper, we kiss goodbye.
Then after the surgery, we say hello again.
That sounds like a plan to me.
You rest up. We'll be bringing you up soon.
That there is the Holy Grail of marriage.
Something to aspire to.
- What happens to them? - You sign, attending signs,
- pink copy goes in his chart. - No, I mean the bodies.
The unclaimed bodies. What happens to them?
If they remained unclaimed for a certain time, they're cremated,
- the ones that haven't been preserved. - Preserved?
For medical research, gross anatomy,
- surgical study, that sort of thing. - For, like, med students?
Exactly. For med students.
To practice on?
You're pretty.
Um...
Thank you all for being here. I appreciate the opportunity to learn
and I'm sorry you had to die.
Oh! Uh... Instrument trays!
- [0wen] We got a rhythm. - We got to get him up to surgery.
- He's bleeding through his leg splint. - So the chief has asked me
to watch the second years for the solo surgery.
- What's your take, as a class? - They're a mixed bag.
Yang's very good.
She's... hardcore. She'll be a cardio god.
- She's my roommate. - And Stevens?
She's smart. Good with patients, very compassionate, supposedly.
She did sleep with my ex-husband while we were married.
I'm more interested in the doctor part.
Right. Obviously. Of course you are.
New scans, good.
- Splenic subcapsular hematoma... - I can look. Go update his chart.
- Dr. Yang, you paged me? - [sighing] Patient in Trauma One.
You paged me for a consult? I was hoping you wanted to see me.
I did. The patient has a shattered nose and cheekbones
and a fractured left mandible. Trauma One.
OK, Mike, the catheters are in. It's time to inject.
OK, just hold tight. Stevens, over here, please.
I specifically chose you for this case because you connect well with patients.
[clearing throat] That's something I've been told to work on not doing.
[Erica] Mike needs you talking to him.
He's scared, his pulse is elevating, step up.
[mouths] OK.
[Mike grunts]
Hey, Mike, you're doing great.
You're gonna feel a little bit of burning.
Will that make it...? [grunts]
[groans] There it is. Oh, God!
- Try not to move. - Try to lay still. Try to breathe.
- Make it stop! - Mike, we can't stop
but it's gonna end soon. Hang in there. Stevens, talk to him.
- I'm sorry. - [Erica] Grey, how's his pressure?
[Meredith] Eighty-five systolic.
[Erica] Stevens, talk! Help him!
Stevens, get him to cough. Get him to breathe.
- Stevens! - [Meredith] Pressure's stabilizing.
[Erica] OK, how you doing, Mike?
[gasping] I still... can't breathe.
[Meredith] Does that mean we're not successful?
[Erica] There were two arterial routes I could choose.
- The next time we do this... - No. I can't...
[panting] I won't do this again. Please, I can't do this again.
[whispering] I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Tell Stevens to find me so I can permanently throw her off my service.
Dr. Hahn, I know you have a history with this patient.
- In a weird way, Izzie does, too. - A history? With my patient?
No, with Denny Duquette.
Tell her to find me.
[sighs]
[Derek] The tumor's position has been altered.
I need an ultrasound localization.
I took care of the Yang problem, by the way.
Already? That sounds too easy.
If it doesn't feel like work, it's not going to work.
Where did you learn that? Marriage counseling?
[scoffs] Of course not.
It's a complete waste of time. This couple, the Bullards,
I bet they never got counseling. They just take the bad with the good.
[Derek] Damn it. Tumor's hemorrhaging. Her brain's starting to swell.
- Push 70 of mannitol! - She's bradying down.
One of atropine. Let's make sure these two get a chance to say hello again.
- Have you seen Izzie? - No.
You got anything I can scrub in on? Robo-patient sucks.
Listen, Izzie is having a rough day. So if you see her...
- No, I'm having a rough day. - What happened?
Hunt. Hunt hates me. He hates me!
- He kissed you. - Yes.
That was... before. Now, he hates my guts.
This is worse than Hahn. I have no idea what I did
- or said or what? - [pager beeping]
I gotta get off this case.
Ah! Dr. Yang.
Our guy scheduled for surgery? I want to know when
- I'm gonna see you next? - He's not stable.
- Oh! Then we might have time to... - I've just been paged down.
This does not happen to me.
Bow to me, for I am the queen of the interns.
I have assembled an army of the dead to teach us things.
Cadavers. I got us cadavers to practice on. A whole bunch.
- You got cadavers? Human cadavers? - In the tunnels. Meet there for lunch.
- Hey. - Hey.
Let me ask you something. Do you know if Izzie Stevens
had some sort of a relationship with Denny Duquette?
[scoffing]
You mean, besides the engagement? And the cutting his LVAD wire
so she could move him up the transplant list?
Izzie was on probationary leave. She was nearly kicked out of the program.
- I forget you weren't here then. - No, I wasn't.
I was at another hospital, watching my patient's heart get stolen
out of his chest.
Did you page me down here for sex? Because I'm not really in the mood.
- Want to see some dead guys? - Why?
- Come on. - Why would you say that? Why?
[Alex] Cadavers.
- For practice. For solo surgery. - What is this?
I heard you were having a crappy day. I thought this would cheer you up.
- What? - It's like a bouquet.
Of corpses. That is so...
I'm sorry. No. That's crazy. He's dead.
He's dead. Just so many dead people today.
- These are for interns! - Go play with the dummy!
[growling]
- Come on! - I cannot help it.
- I'm dying. - But I'm applying pressure!
Must be something you're forgetting.
- For crying out loud! - I'm surprised you even passed
- your intern exam. - Oh, my God!
[Richard laughing]
I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.
- Chief, I have to talk to you. - Hey, Hahn, come in.
I want you to watch this. Let's blow an artery.
I'm bleeding out! I'm bleeding out.
It's about Izzie Stevens and Denny Duquette.
How is Stevens still working here? How is Seattle Grace still accredited?
This thing goes unreported? No wonder this place is number 12!
- Stop right there. - I want an ethics panel assembled.
I want Stevens's role in this investigated and Bailey's as well.
- She was her superior... - Slow!
No! My patient lost a heart over this.
- Someone is gonna lose their job! - Stop! We are not digging this up.
It didn't go unreported. It was reported to me. I dealt with it.
Stevens was punished. She's learned and she's on her way
to becoming an excellent surgeon. That's the kind of hospital I'm running.
This issue has been laid to rest. It's in the past, that's where it stays.
It's not in the past for me!
It's lying on a bed in the ICU, about to die!
Then your only responsibility is to make sure that doesn't happen.
[door slams]
It was a difficult surgery, especially at her age.
We're not sure how she's going to respond.
Oh, sure.
The waiting is always the hard part.
- Ed, she might not make it. - I know.
I know.
Iz.
- You're hiding from Hahn? - [exhaling] Sure. Her, too.
- Is Mike OK? - No. The ablation failed.
He's refusing to try again, so Hahn's... Um...
- You should go talk to her. - I stole his heart, Meredith.
I stole it for Denny. I stole it for myself.
And now I'm supposed to hold his hand while we torture him?
I can't even look at him. It's my fault that he's here.
So, anyway, I'm hiding. [sighs]
[0wen] Yang, suction here, please.
Sloan's coming in for the mandibular repair?
[Callie clearing throat]
Sorry about before. Everybody's up in everybody else's business here.
Better to keep things professional, if you can.
[Callie] Yes. One minute you're working with people,
then you're friends with them and then... whatever.
Suddenly there's all this pressure to define what you are,
like it's all black and white. You are this or you're that.
You are aware you're doing it again, right?
- Dr. Hunt? How's our mystery man? - Still with us. He's a fighter.
Hate to be the other guy. Callie.
Dr. Yang, I know cracking chests is more your thing,
but you'd be surprised how exciting it can be when I manipulate a little skin.
Actually, Dr. Yang, why don't you scrub out.
We've got enough hands in here.
OK.
Hey, I heard he went up. Can I scrub in?
Shut it. If I'm not in, you're not in. You stink.
- I showered. - You smell like formaldehyde.
You smell like death.
Why do you smell like death?
Uh...
[# Brazilian Girls: Good Times]
I see dead people!
- Get out. - I need off Hunt case.
In a one-time offer, I'll trade my beaten-to-a-pulp trauma-palooza
of a patient for no less than three of your cadavers. Pony up.
Deal. Take three.
I need to be with people.
Preferably live people, but whatever.
Alex, by the way, thank you for bringing me the corpses. It was very sweet.
[sighs]
Dr. Hunt and Dr. Sloan are still operating.
- Could I try...? - [all] No!
Check this out: my dead mommy taught me a cool way to hold instruments.
If you palm it, you can switch off faster.
When your dead mommy teaches you things, can you see her?
- No. I'm reading her journals. - Duh, I was kidding. Obviously.
I did see her once, though. And that bomb squad guy.
And Denny.
- Today? - No. I was dead at the time.
- I feel my mom with me sometimes. - I got to get off this case.
- Could I...? - [all] No!
Please don't be in there, please don't be in there.
Please don't be in there.
[shudders]
Dr. Hahn, I came to apologize
and ask if I could please be let off your service.
No. If I can convince Mike to have another ablation,
you're gonna be there to see him through it,
to look him in the eye,
to help him through the pain that you have caused him.
If he dies, I want you there for that too, because you're responsible.
He decided. He won't do another procedure.
I'm going to... go check him out.
Dr. Stevens.
She'll be OK. This has...
This has been coming for a long time.
She'll be OK. She'll... She'll move on.
If you die,
she will not get over it.
She will not move on.
She'll think she can. She'll even think she has.
And out of the blue, you'll be right there with her,
so close she'll think she can touch you, and then all of this
will just...
...be happening for her all over again.
She will not be able to move on.
[machines beeping]
They're not doing anything. Make them do something!
- They're standing around! - They're keeping her comfortable.
That's all they can do. You and Rosie agreed,
there would be no extreme measures taken if her time came. Her time is here.
- What's going on? - She's coding.
And Mr. Bullard is reconsidering the DNR order.
Ed, this was what I warned you about. This moment.
Even if we try to resuscitate her, I'm not sure she'll wake up again.
Nothing more we can do.
Rosie.
Rosie? Hon?
Rosie.
- [beeping louder] - [flatline tone]
No.
Stay with me, Rosie.
- Rosie? Stay with me. - [slow beeping]
Don't leave me, Rosie. Stay with me, Rosie. Don't leave me.
Stay with me. Stay with me, Rosie!
Stay with me. Come back, Rosie! Don't leave me.
Stay with me. Don't leave me.
Stay with me, Rosie. Stay with me.
Stay with me. Don't leave me.
Stay with me, Rosie. Don't leave me.
Stay with me. Don't leave me.
Stay with me, Rosie.
Please, Rosie. No!
- Please don't... - Mr. Bullard.
Do something for her! Do something!
- Mr. Bullard - No! No!
- Let him be. Let him be. - Please, Rosie.
Please.
- I'm glad you decided to try again. - [groans]
You can thank Dr. Stevens. It's her fault we're here, right?
Vitals are stable, he's ready for the injection.
- The alcohol is going in. - No, wait. Wait, don't.
Mike, look at me. Just stay with me.
It's going to hurt, but not as much as you think it's going to.
[grunting, gasping]
He's in SVT. There may be alcohol backing into his AV node.
- Get him to cough, get him to breathe. - You need to breathe. Cough for me.
Look at me, Mike. Look at me!
[grunting]
He's in V-tach, losing consciousness.
Push 100 of lidocaine. Ready.
[pager beeping]
Oh, man. It's Lexie.
I gotta go. Beaten-to-a-pulp Guy is coding.
Oh, no. Pulp Guy is mine. We traded!
[machines beeping]
- Why didn't you put in a chest tube? - I don't know how.
What do you mean? I learned that my first week.
Yes, you learned. You know, but I'll never know
because you won't let me try one,
but you hog all our robots and you steal all our corpses!
Dude, I think you broke her. Vitals are stable, for now.
Was there this much blood in his urine before?
No.
- [Cristina] Bedside cystogram. - [Alex] Dibs on that.
It's mine. His bladder repair is mine, too.
- [Alex] We traded, I get his bladder. - We never traded.
To prove you wrong, next time he crashes, you put in his chest tube.
Get away from that man right now!
He was crashing, so we upped his dopamine...
Are you deaf, Karev? I said step away from him.
- We were saving his life... - What you did was pick him over
like vultures, like a bunch of children fighting over toys.
You treat a man fighting to live as if he was dead.
You have no sense, no decency and no respect!
[# Shady Bard: Torch Song]
Just get out. Just get out of here.
[monitor beeps slowly]
[Derek] Ed.
Rosemary's gone.
Her heart is no longer beating on its own.
The second you stop doing what you're doing, it will stop.
I... I can't be the one to let her go.
- To let her die. - I know.
I know you can't.
[Bailey] OK.
Here you go. Sit down. Sit down. There you go.
Dr. Bailey.
[Erica] All right, let's get the crash cart in here!
- Mike! Open your eyes! - [gasping, grunting]
[lzzie] Just stay here with me!
I need you to fight, Mike, fight to stay with Elyse.
You have to live through this. You need to breathe right now.
Right now!
[coughing, gasping]
[Mike breathing heavily]
[whispers] Are you OK?
You don't have to do it. Let me. Let me.
[flatline]
Dr. Yang, I'll need you to bring me the post-op report
on our beating victim before you leave.
I'm sorry, did you say something?
- Yang, what is wrong with you? - Sir?
I have had women opt for needless elective buttock enhancement surgery
just for another chance to be flirted with by me. So, what's your deal?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I have been hitting on you all day!
Oh... I...
Really? Oh...
Excuse me. [giggling]
It was a stupid idea! It wasn't even my idea. It was Shepherd's idea.
- Oh, come on. - That woman is not single-malt Scotch.
She is bad, cheap wine that gives you a headache you can feel in your teeth.
Dr. Hunt. Any thoughts on the second-years after today?
- It's only been a day, sir. - Of course.
They're undisciplined, inarticulate and they have a lot to learn about respect.
Mostly, they're more interested in personal crap.
I'm not sure they're being taught anything different.
Honestly, I'm not sure I'll be staying on. Excuse me, sir.
Tell me I am not seeing what I'm seeing.
Tell me I am not seeing a room full
of human bodies half-open,
- scattered and forgotten about. - They're unclaimed bodies.
[Miranda] Unclaimed.
Each one of these people was loved.
Each one of these people was somebody's somebody.
So we are responsible for treating them as such.
We claim them and treat them with respect!
Close them up, cover them up
and put them back where they belong.
Now!
[sighs]
[knock at door]
The wife's here of the beating victim. She ID'd her husband.
What's his name?
I wondered if you asked his name so that he could become a person to you.
They're all people. This is not a game or a contest
or a competition to see who gets surgery and who doesn't.
They're people, and we get to save them. Now, you're good. You're excellent.
You can win all the contests. If that's why you're doing this, you shouldn't be.
Did you find out his name?
My dad died when I was nine in a car accident.
I was with him in the car. While we waited for the ambulance,
I tried to keep his chest closed so he wouldn't bleed so much.
When he died...
...my hands felt his heart stop beating.
That's why I do this.
It's also why I win all the contests.
The patient's name is Tom.
[door opening]
Single-malt Scotch.
[Meredith] We're born, we live, we die.
Sometimes, not necessarily in that order.
- [monitor beeping rapidly] - Clear!
[beeping normally]
- Yes! You don't get to die! - [0wen] Nice job.
Oh, hi. Thanks. I, uh...
You know, he's just a robot.
I want to take back what I said before about leaving.
I was overreacting. I was just...
It was personal. I wondered if you could forget about it?
Get some sleep, Dr. Hunt. See you tomorrow.
- Chief? - Good save, O'Malley.
Thank you.
[Meredith] We put things to rest...
[indistinct clamoring, activity]
- ...only to have them rise up again. - [shushing]
- I'm in. - [all yelling]
[# Erin McCarley: Gotta Figure This Out]
"So, I ended my day with a segmental colectomy."
[Cristina] Oh, badass!
[Meredith] Oh...
- Sloan? Seriously? - [girls laughing]
Did you think we would double-date?
I'm gonna take my pants off, if you want to see...
Nope.
I'll see it later. I'm gonna go downstairs.
So if death is not the end, what can you count on anymore?
[Callie] So how's your patient doing?
Well, he still needs a heart, but I bought him some time.
- Good, I'm glad. - I went to the chief about Izzie
and he completely shut me down.
We'll see what he says when I report this to UNOS.
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, why?
[laughs] What good would come of that?
- What do you mean? - What possible good would it do?
Benefit your patient's outcome?
My patient wouldn't be here, if it wasn't for her.
Your gonna report to UNOS and cost this hospital its transplant certification?
Cost our patients organs, cost people their jobs,
- cost Izzie Stevens her career? - You're taking Izzie's side in this?
- Over mine? - She's a doctor, one of our doctors.
There's a reason we have each other's backs.
Do not talk to me about a code. This is not that.
No, this is that. I don't know what happened
between Denny and Izzie. Unless you were in the middle of that situation,
- I don't see how you make a judgment. - Easy. There's right and wrong.
And this was wrong. And illegal.
There is no gray area here. You can't kind of think this is OK.
You can't kind of side with Izzie Stevens.
And you can't kind of be a lesbian.
Yes, I can. [scoffs]
[Meredith] Because you sure can't count on anything in life.
- I can't believe I didn't know. - The chief is right.
No, you.
I don't know you at all.
Life is the most fragile, unstable, unpredictable thing there is.
No... No.
You can't be here.
I have to move on. [sighs]
I love you, and I will always love you, but I have to move on.
That's why I had that patient today and that's why I helped save his life.
So I wouldn't feel guilty anymore, and I can move on. So, please...
- ...you have to go. - Go where?
- Are you OK? - Yes. Yes.
I am totally OK.
I'm fine. Everything's fine.
I have to change but I'll meet you at the bar, OK?
OK.
[Meredith] In fact, there's only one thing about life we can be sure of.
Are you sure you're OK?
[exhales]
It ain't over, till it's over.