Grey's Anatomy (2005–…): Season 12, Episode 11 - Unbreak My Heart - full transcript

- You're late.
- I know.

- She's worried.
- Well, I'm here now.

In trauma, we're concerned
with one overriding question...

how did this happen?

- I didn't want you to see me yet.
- I know.

Tatiana, you look...

so beautiful.

What was
the mechanism of injury?

How do we see past the mess
and confusion of the trauma

to figure out
what the damage actually is?

Infinite possibilities



put the patient
on the table in front of you.

Now you have to figure out...
will they live?

Will you be able to save them?

Or are they a lost cause?

No shared assets, no children,

and, of course, there's a solid
post-nuptial agreement in place.

With nothing to contest, it's
just about signing the papers.

The places to initial and sign
are all clearly marked.

Red tabs for initials,
blue tabs for signatures.

Every part of a trauma tells
a different piece of the story.

This is one of the simpler
divorces I've seen, actually.

And until you look
at each and every injury...

So, what are you gonna do?
You gonna sign the papers?

We have to push,
and we have to fight.



I'm not sure
we are worth fighting for.

...you can't see what went wrong.

At work?

That's where you decide to do this?!

You want to lower your voice?

What does it matter
how loud my voice is

when 35 people just saw me
get served with divorce papers

in the middle
of the emergency room?!

I am sorry about that, all right?

That was not supposed to happen.

He was supposed to talk to you
after you were done with work.

It's only been four weeks.
Four, Jackson.

Is that... that's all the counseling
you could handle before bailing?

You said you wanted to try!

We did try.

It didn't work.
It didn't get us anywhere.

We have the same exact fight
over and over again, around in circles.

I'm telling you... it's not working.

Then why are we even bothering
with counseling?!

What is the point of counseling

if you're just gonna suddenly,
without even talking, just...

Oh, come on.
All we do is talk, April.

So, what? You just...
you just serve me papers?

Just like that?

Do you have any idea
what a slap in the face this is?

How long?!

How long
have I been sitting on a couch

discussing my marriage with someone
who has already checked out?

- That's not what I was doing.
- I just want to know when it happened.

When did you decide
that you were done?

- She didn't say that.
- Yeah, she did.

When did she say that?

She's been saying it
for three weeks now.

We shouldn't be having sex.

I hardly think our sex life is our problem.

I don't think it's a problem.
It just... it gets in the way.

In the way of what?

You're just hearing
what you want to hear.

I'm hearing what our therapist
is telling us, and you're not.

It's like we're sitting in on two
completely different sessions.

That's just offensive.

What's offensive is you keep
choosing to ignore...

I'm not ignoring anything!

See? You can't ever take responsibility.
You never apologize for anything.

I apologize all the time.

Not for the things that matter.

What do I have
to apologize for, Jackson?

I am here, and I'm trying.

I want to make this work.

Stop! Will you just... don't touch it.

Sorry.

Now, remember,
once we remove these bandages,

there's gonna be some...
some redness, some swelling.

So... Did you talk to April last night?

I did.

And? How'd it go?

Not, uh... not exactly as I expected.

Oh, God. She took it that hard?

Or she didn't because...

You didn't ask her, did you?

- Tatiana.
- You're kidding me.

- It's really not that simple.
- Sure, it is.

You just say, "This isn't
working for me anymore."

I'm not happy. I want a divorce."

Knock, knock! Hey.

Oh. Well, you ready for the unveiling?

Four years' hard work, Avery.

Well, I'm just the surgeon.
Tatiana's had the hardest job.

This guy. Always sweet-talking.

43 surgeries, 4 years,

3 months, 1 week, and 4 days.

Can't believe this is the last time
you'll be unwrapping my face.

Okay.

Let's do it.

Wait. I'm...

I don't think I'll be able to look.

Hey, what kind of hack
do you think I am?

You are going to want to see this.

Trust me.

How's Meredith?

She's good, considering
it's her first week of recovery.

Good.

What are you up to?

You're just...

- Mm-hmm?
- You're so...

Remember how our therapist said
that we should be more direct

- with what we want?
- Oh.

Maybe you should be more direct
with what you want.

I have an hour until my I&D case.

I'm heading to the on-call room...

Take a little nap.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Too bad
you won't be getting any sleep.

I don't want to talk,
because you know what?

I know what you're gonna say!

You're gonna say
"You love me, but"!

You don't know
what I'm going to say!

- Oh, I'm pretty sure I do.
- It doesn't matter! You don't!

Fine! Fine. Then just go ahead.

- Come...
- Say it.

Oh, my God, Jackson!

God! Please!
Would you just say it?!

You're right. I was.

I was gonna ask you for a divorce

when we went for dinner,

and then again when we stayed
in for dinner...

and then things happened.

Yeah, well, we had sex, Jackson.
That's what happened. We had sex.

I was clear about this.
My mind was made up.

I knew what was best for me...
moving forward,

no matter how hard.

I knew there were things
that we couldn't repair.

I knew what I had to do.

And it's not clear for me anymore.

This... When I look at you
and I stop thinking...

When I let myself just be with you...

All I'm saying is, I don't think
that I want what I wanted anymore.

And what I want...

What?

I want you.

You guys had sex.
Yeah, we did, too.

- It's messy.
- Stop running away from me.

Callie, you and Arizona,
before you guys split,

you did the counseling thing, right?

I mean, an hour wait for a table?

It's ridiculous. I'm hungry now.

- Oh.
- This was such a better idea.

Place looks nice.

Changed some things around, huh?

Some new pillows.

I like those.

No, you don't.
You hate throw pillows.

- I really do.
- Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry.
You want something to drink?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.
They gave us so many fortune cookies.

I love fortune cookies!

I know. I asked for extra.

I'm sorry again about
last night getting cut short.

I get it. It's okay. It's fine.

Yeah, I know.

And...

Look at that.

Amen.

Thank you for waiting.

Mm-hmm.

You want to know
what I was praying for?

No, that's all right.

Throw pillows.

Thousands of them
just raining from the sky.

- I do not understand their purpose.
- They have so many purposes.

- They don't.
- They're like a pop of color.

You, like, prop up
your arms and your feet.

- Plus, it looks nice.
- You're funny.

- It's good, right?
- It's really good.

- Told you you'd like this place.
- I can't believe I never noticed it.

I probably ordered takeout
every night while you were gone.

And I didn't realize this place
was right around the corner.

Wow. Okay.

- What?
- We just sat down to eat.

- I-I thought we were having a nice time.
- We are.

So why are you gonna ruin it
by picking a fight?

No, I'm not.

I wasn't picking a fight.
I was just talking Chinese food.

- And Jordan.
- And takeout.

I am not the one getting defensive.

- And I am?
- Look...

I did not come here to fight tonight.

- Okay.
- Okay?

Okay.

So, why did you come here?

Throw pillows, obviously.

I saw you had a, um,
nasal septum reconstruction

up on the board today.

- Is that for Tatiana?
- Uh, yeah. Her final surgery.

She's come such a long way.
You should be so proud.

I am.

I mean, I-I will be once it
all kind of comes together.

Mm-hmm.

I've performed so many
surgeries on her, you know,

that her face is
just this road map, you know,

of an incredible journey
that we've been on together.

I'm rambling. I'll stop.

We really should talk, though.

We are talking.

Yeah, I mean...

really talk.

About us.

Mm-hmm.

Obviously it's not easy, you know?

I do think it's right.

If you're struggling this much,
maybe that should tell you something.

Maybe you should stop
before you say whatever it is...

We need to talk about
getting a divorce.

April...

Okay.

Come on. Don't...

We're not even living together.

Okay, this is the first
substantial conversation

we've had in, what, months?

Well, that is your choice
and not mine,

'cause I've been here.

I've been willing
to have any conversation.

Don't do that.

- Don't blame me.
- I'm not blaming you.

It's not blame. It's just fact.

I want to talk to you,

but we're having
two different conversations

'cause I want to work on things
and you just want to end them.

I'm not being flip about any of this.

You actually believe
that I'm taking this lightly?

It just seems like
you are looking for an excuse

to walk away instead
of putting in any of the work...

You left me!

You walked away!

You... you ran halfway across
the world! How co...

'Cause I was dying, Jackson!

Samuel died, and I died!

Until Jordan, until I was
able go over there and...

And what?

You think I was somehow
just fine after Samuel?

You don't think I was dying, too?

No. No, okay?

You weren't. Not like me.

You were coping.

You... you were okay.

I couldn't even...

And then I found something.

I found something over there
that I needed so badly!

And I thought
that you understood that!

I wasn't coping.

I was covering.

For you. I was...

To take care of you.

And now you're punishing me
over and over

because I dared to take
things into my own hands

because I recognized
the spiral I was falling into,

and I went and did something about it?

I was putting you first.

That's what you do in a marriage!

Or I guess that's not what you do.

I took care of myself
so that I would survive!

And all that does is make you angry.

Look at you.

What...

What is it, Jackson?

What... what pisses you off so much...

That I chose to go after
the thing that I needed to heal

or that the thing I needed wasn't you?

The thing that I needed was you!

I survived.

You survived.

But I do not think we can survive this.

No, I'm not getting divorced,
Jackson, okay?

No one in my family
has ever been divorced.

Everyone in my family has.

Sometimes marriages
just don't work out.

It's not just
the harder thing sometimes.

- Maybe sometimes it's healthier.
- I'm not giving up on us. I won't.

- You already did.
- My God!

- Stop saying that!
- You take for granted

that I'm just gonna wait for you,
and wait and wait, no matter what!

But divorce is not some
dirty word, April, not for me.

In fact, right now, it's a light
at the end of a really dark tunnel.

- What are you doing?
- Really?

That's what this has been to you?

Oh, I'm so sorry I kept you
locked away in this prison camp!

- Hey!
- You just want to end it, huh?

- That's not what I said.
- Well, what are you saying?

- You would know if you would listen!
- I am listening!

- What are you doing?
- I'm throwing cookies!

- Why?!
- Because!

- Because why?
- I don't know!

- You're being ridiculous!
- Stop!

- Stop.
- I know!

What...

- What is happening to us?
- I don't... know.

How did we get to this?

I don't know.

How do we make it stop?

- Mm.
- Wait.

We should... probably not do this.

Probably not... not a good idea.

- No. Yeah, absolutely.
- It's not a good idea.

You know what they call that?
Divorce.

And it wasn't an ultimatum.
I gave you a choice.

Where's my maxillofacial consult?

- On the way.
- G.C.S. is 9.

Pupils are asymmetric.
We need to establish an airway.

- What do you got?
- He fell 20 feet.

C6-7 unstable fracture.

He's breathing on his own,
but he needs a secure airway.

Okay. Laryngoscope, please.

- Wait. Why are you here?
- Airway. You paged me.

I thought you were going to the airport,
flying to Jordan with April.

Yeah. N-no.

Um, yeah, I decided
not to go, actually.

Uh, scope, please.

Is this flight 2703 to Jordan?

- I need to get on that plane.
- I'm sorry, sir,

but once the doors
are officially closed,

- there's really noth...
- Please, okay?

My wife's on that flight.

I just need to get to my wife,
so if you could just...

Oh, my God. That is so sweet.

- So you'll open the doors?
- No.

- Are you kidding me right now?
- I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.

- Your plane's leaving.
- What?

What the hell do you mean that
Owen's not gonna be there with you?

I'm not gonna be there alone.
There's a whole unit of us.

We work together.
We're... we're friends.

I mean, we're more than that.
We're like family.

We have each other's backs.
We get each other.

Mm-hmm.
Like I don't get you, right?

Come with me. Come on.

I-it's not too late.
I can make a couple phone calls.

We always need more
surgeons over there.

April, no.
My answer hasn't changed.

If you could just see
what it's like over there, the work we do.

It's important.

It's immediate. It's essential.

There's no filter.
There's no time to even...

So often around here,

we, like, walk through life
and get caught up with all this stuff.

There's no stuff over there.

Every day, every patient has purpose.
It has meaning.

I-I want you to know it
the way that I know it.

And I can't just pick up and go.

I have commitments.

- I have people.
- Who? Who?

What people do you have here

that would prevent you
from coming overseas with me?

Patients.

I mean, I'm not willing

to just abandon people
that depend on me.

And I am?

Kind of. Kind of, yeah.

I'm still getting a lot of necrosis.

I'm afraid that...

The stupid paramedian forehead
flap is dying... again.

This is the second one.

I do not know why this is happening.

I harvested two blood vessels this time

just to make sure that it wouldn't...

I was so careful to avoid clotting,
but it's still just...

I'm sorry. We'll figure this out.

This isn't your fault, you know.

Maybe my face just doesn't like
forehead flaps.

Hey.

You will figure this out.
You always do.

It's not like we haven't
had setbacks before.

Yeah.

I know. It's just...

Just crappy 'cause this one's
happening right before Christmas

when your wife's off being some
kind of superhero in a desert.

And, I mean...

I was around for what happened
this time last year...

when you lost Samuel.

And I know, well...

things have to be tough
for you right now.

Come on!
Just give me a signal! Just...

Damn it!

Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.

Come on!

Do you need more anesthetic?

No, I'm okay.

I heard you were down here.

What happened, baby?

It's nothing.
It was just an accident at home.

Have you heard from April?
Did she call you today?

She's busy over there, you know.

I mean, she probably doesn't
even realize what day it is.

How can I help you?

What do you need?

You know, I could use
more Lidocaine with epi,

if you wouldn't mind.

I'll find some.

Aah! God!

It is so good to be back!

- April.
- I'm... I'm not working.

I'm... I'm just...
I'm not ready to work yet.

Hey. I'm gonna head in to work.

You have breakfast?

You know, you haven't been
to church in a while.

What do you say we go together?

Huh?

Hey.

Look at me, sweetheart.

Hmm?

What if we...

try again?

Hmm?

Let's try for another baby.

Why would you say that?

No, I just want...

What?! What do you want?

- April...
- Screw you.

Screw you for even suggesting that.

Screw you.

Okay.

All right.

I'll go.

I'll just go in to work.

Get off of me!

- Get off!
- Warren!

I was just marking her face
for surgery.

- That marker reeks!
- All right, guys, uh...

She keeps trying
to take off her bandages.

I'm not doing this anymore!
I can't! I'm done!

All right, Warren, Wilson,
give us a minute.

Hey, Tatiana, what is going on?

What is it?

I had a life before this!

I had a life!

Then I was in the wrong place
at the wrong time,

and now my face
is melted off of my face!

It's been a year and a half,

and there's so much more to go.

So many more surgeries!

And with each one, you get better.

This is my life now...

These walls, this bed, you!

I want it back.

I want it all back
to who I was before.

I know. I know.

Oh, hey. Good morning.

Morning, sir. Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

We're having a baby

We're having a baby

We're having a baby

Ooh. Hey. What you doing?

- Oh.
- Um...

We're dancing.

- Dance.
- Right on.

Right on.

Oh. Hi.

Hi.

Well, who died?

- What?!
- Nobody.

I only dance it out
when something bad happens.

- Oh.
- Not today.

- Did someone...
- Did I leave my...

Well, all right!

- Mm-hmm.
- Hey.

- Mm-hmm.
- No.

What the hell?

Oh.

Hey.

Hey!

Oh, all right. All right.

We celebrating the new baby?

- What?
- Wait. What?

What did she say? Torres?

What... what did you say?

Uh, well...

I'm so sorry.

We are actually celebrating a baby.

I am pregnant.

Oh, my God!

- Holy crap.
- Yeah, yeah.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you!

- Whoo!
- Congratulations!

Yeah!

Hey, hey.

Thank you! Thank you!

Work it out.

- It's one small concession.
- It's not small.

Look, we are about to tell my parents
that we got married, eloped.

They wanted to be at my wedding.

They thought
they were at my wedding.

I'm just not comfortable with it.
I mean, you know that.

I know that you're not religious.

So why are you asking me
to lead your family in prayer?

Because they're predisposed
to not like you.

You're marrying
a rich, handsome surgeon.

Stop it. I know.

We embarrassed them.

And we will apologize for that.
Sincerely, okay?

But I'm not gonna change who I am

- just to get your parents to like me.
- No, no, no.

No, I don't want you
to change who you are.

- You want me to lie.
- No. Come on.

It's... it's a gesture of good faith.

My gesture of good faith

is being a wonderful husband
to their beautiful daughter.

It's one day.

One prayer.

Not like I'm asking you
to go get baptized.

I'm not.

Their first real impression of me.

What happens after at the holidays

when I'm suddenly not praying?

Well...

Are you kidding me?

You want this to go on
for how long exactly?

No, I just... I just want them
to like you and accept us.

Well, if you respect me, they will.

- Jackson. Please. I...
- April, this conversation's over.

Excuse me?

You knew who I was
when we got married.

Okay? We talked about this.

We negotiated
our whole wedding around it.

I thought that we agreed

that we would respect
each other's differences.

So, yeah, for me,
this conversation's over.

- Just over?
- Yeah. I'm done with it.

Maybe I didn't...

Maybe I didn't know
who I was marrying.

- Really? Okay.
- Yeah, because you know what?

The way that you're speaking
to me right now,

the way that you're acting,
is not who I married.

Yeah, I could say the same thing.

You're right, because you know what?

We thought about it
for all of like 18 hours.

What are you saying...
You wish we hadn't got married?

No.

Ladies and gentlemen,
may I have your attention?

We are now beginning
our initial descent

into Port Columbus
International Airport.

Please raise your tray tables

and place your seats
in the upright position.

My parents are picking us up.

You want the rest of my peanuts?

I'm allergic to peanuts.

It looks like a lovely wedding.

Congratulations again.

She's a really... beautiful bride.

Hmm.

Hey, what's wrong?
Are you feeling pain?

No. No. I'm not.

It's just...

Look at me.

I'm hideous.

No. Do not say that.

No one will ever look at me

the way you're looking
at April in these pictures.

Tatiana, you're wrong.

- Please.
- Okay? I look at you,

and I see such incredible strength.

I see bravery.

I see humor and persistence...

Beauty.

Now, these surgeries, they're
gonna give you back a face,

but don't you dare for a single moment

think that you're not
already beautiful.

Oh, I can't believe we're doing this.

I can.

You may now kiss.

I know you think it's silly.

Well, I didn't say that.

But I'm serious, okay?

No premarital sex.

How serious?
Like "absolutely not" serious

or "I could be convinced" serious?

We will survive one more night.

Speak for yourself.

- If we wait...
- Mmhmm.

...our wedding night
will be so amazing.

And tonight could also be...

so amazing.

- Okay.
- Mmhmm?

- Okay.
- Mmhmm?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mmhmm?

You...

What's that?

Good night, Jackson.

I'm gonna go now.

Good night, Jackson.

You put the chain on?

I'll see you in the morning.

All right.

Forget something?

- What time?
- What about this one?

I really have my heart set
on getting married in white.

The wedding dress
you're wearing is gorgeous.

I know a cleaner
who can get that stain out.

Yeah, thank you,
but I need a new dress.

I'll see what I have in the back.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Yes, thank you. Bye.

All right.

We've got ourselves
a justice of the peace.

Tomorrow afternoon,
he will marry us.

Uh, a justice of the peace?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, so, um...

- Our wedding will be...
- Legal. Yeah.

He's got a license.

He's not an Elvis or a pirate

or a cartoon character.

I-I... I had just really hoped
that we'd find a minister.

Someone nondenominational,
obviously,

but, you know, just someone
who's at least been ordained.

April, I'm not religious.

No, I know, I know.
Just having someone

with some sort of relationship
with God marry us

is kind of important to me.

I mean, even finding this guy
wasn't easy on such short notice.

I mean, having a wedding
without a lot of God talk

is kind of important to me.

I always had such, like, a clear idea
of what my wedding would look like.

Want me to bring you back
to the barn, or were you...

No! Stop it, Jackson. No.

I just want God at my wedding.

I want him there for the most
important day of my life.

Well, you know
that after we get married,

I'm not gonna turn
into this churchgoing guy.

You know,
I watch football on Sundays.

You are not changing who you are,

and I do not want you to.

But you can't expect me
to change who I am, either.

How's this one?

Oh. Right idea, wrong color.

- Okay.
- Yeah?

I'll make some phone calls,
and we'll find an ordained minister.

- Thank you.
- Mmhmm.

Did you see what we just did there?

We disagreed.

We discussed.

We compromised.

We are pretty amazing
at this marriage thing.

- We are.
- This one?

Oh, my gosh!
Oh, my gosh!

- No, no, no, no, no!
- Don't look! It's bad luck!

Yes, yes, yes!

No, no, wait.
You can't steal all my fries.

Sure, I can. What's mine is yours.
What's yours is mine.

We're not married yet.

- Oh! Ooh!
- Aw, crap.

- Sorry. Crap, crap, crap.
- Oh, no! Aah!

You know what?
No more fries for you.

- It was an accident.
- No, no. No more.

Hey.

Where are we gonna live?

After?

Well, I was thinking...
What about my place?

Absolutely.

- Really?
- Yeah.

It's way nicer. It's bigger.
It's perfect.

Great.

But I'm not changing my name.

What? Avery's a great name.

So is Kepner. You want to take it?

- Sure.
- Really?

No.

No, I'm not changing my name.

Okay.

I didn't expect you to, either.

- That's not really a thing for me.
- It's not?

No, definitely not.

What?

Holy crap.

We did this!

- We are doing this.
- We're doing this.

I love you. I always have.

Even the things I don't like, I love.

You're getting married?

Unless you can give me
a reason not to.

Look, we're not doing this
anymore, okay?

No more screwing in closets.
No more screwing anywhere.

I told you...
last time was the last time.

Hey. What's wrong?

I am supposed to do
a facial reanimation surgery.

A procedure Sloan practically
invented my third year.

Done it with him
like a handful of times.

I mean, I never...

There's no way
I can do this on my own.

- Of course you can.
- No, you haven't seen him do it.

He's brilliant, okay, and so precise.

I just needed more time.

You can do this, Jackson.

April, what if I can't?
What if I make her worse?

This woman's counting on me,

and I promised that I could help.

Then you will. You will.

I know you will.

You are not a person who makes
promises he doesn't keep.

Okay, let's push 10 of morphine.

Yeah.

- What do we got?
- Tatiana Flauto, 30s.

Some psycho threw acid on her face.

Police got him, though.

A good samaritan gave her
a towel with ice in it

before the paramedics got there.

And it adhered to the burns.

We haven't been able
to see underneath.

Right. All right, let's start
with a bottle of saline, please.

No.

Thank you.

Hi. Tatiana, is it?
My name is Dr. Avery.

I'd like to wet this towel with saline
so it'll come off easier, okay?

- Will you let me do that?
- I'm scared, I'm scared!

I know. I know.
It's okay. It's all right.

You're safe now, okay?
You're safe here.

I just need you to keep still

so that I can get a look
at what's going on.

- No, no, no!
- I know. It's okay. You're okay.

You're okay.
I'm gonna help you.

Here comes the saline.

- No, no, no, no!
- Okay. Here we go.

All right, it's okay.

- Okay. Okay.
- Okay.

Really good. Now we got
to remove this towel, okay?

We're gonna get started.
It's gonna hurt.

So I need you to take
a deep breath for me, okay?

Deep breath.

Here we go. All right.

No! No!

It's okay.

You're doing great.

Okay.

All done. You did great.

You did great.

Uh, we need to get Sloan
down here immediately.

Uh, Sloan is on a plane
to Idaho right now.

Can you handle this?

- Breathe.
- What is it? What's wrong?

It's too bad! You can't fix my face!

- No, no. No, no, no, no.
- No, no, no!

Tatiana, hey.
I know that we just met, all right?

But what you don't know
is that you and I,

we are a team now.

It's gonna be you and me. We're gonna
get through this together, all right?

I'm not gonna lie.
It's not gonna be easy,

and it's not gonna be quick,

but I'm gonna be right here
the entire time, okay?

I will not leave your side.

I promise you.

Okay? All right.

Let's get Mepitel
and Xeroform, please.

Jackson. Hey.

It's okay. Really.

I lost some... some friends
that day.

I hate Sloan.

Even when I'm perfect,
he talks to me like I'm an idiot.

Well, try spending a day in the E.R.
with Dr. Major Owen Hunt.

That man is dark.

He is a dark,
pig-stabbing, scary man.

What?

What's the matter?

This is where Reed was shot...

Where I found her.
I slipped in her blood right there.

I haven't been back here since.

There's an elevator upstairs
near where Charles died.

I never use it.

Hey.

You... you okay? Hey.

Oh. Okay.

I know. I know.

Okay? We're... we're here.
We're okay.

I had a gun pointed at me.

I know. I know.

My life flashed before my eyes.

- It... it... it really did.
- Shh. Okay.

And it was so...

boring!

I just kept thinking,
"I don't want to die a virgin."

Oh.

You can fix that.

Was that a proposition?

No, I meant... Oh, oh!

No! No, no, no, no.
I-I didn't mean...

No, I... no.

- I was... I... It was a joke.
- Yeah.

I was making a totally stupid joke.

Yeah, it wasn't good. Yeah.

Okay. I'm...

En...

- Good luck with Sloan.
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Well, that girl is weird.

I'm a virgin. Yes. So what?

It's not something
I talk about, okay?

We all have things
we don't talk about.

She thinks
your husband walks on water.

Cincinnati, Ohio, pediatrics.

Thank you.

Who's next?

Uh, I'll go.

Uh, Charles Percy,
Brookings, South Dakota.

I want to be a trauma surgeon.

Or maybe vascular.

Or... or, like, uh...

I don't know, actually. Uh...

All right, well, you've got a lot of time
to figure that one out.

Who's next?

Uh, right here.

Jackson Avery,
originally from Boston...

- Oh, h-h-hold on.
- What?

Like "Harper Avery" Avery?

Uh, yeah, actually.

- Anyway...
- So you're, like, born to the throne.

You know what? I wouldn't...

Do you know
a Catherine Avery, the urologist?

I do, actually.

Are you writing this down?

She's just, like, amazing.

Are you going into urology, too?

No. Cardiothoracic all the way.

Can I be done now?

I'll go!

Hi. I'm April Kepner.

I'm from Ohio,

and I'm super-excited
to be near the ocean,

although I don't really know
how I feel about the rain yet.

As far as specialty goes,

I'm looking for something
with set hours

so that I can raise kids eventually...

two boys and a girl.

So I'm thinking plastics,
urology, proctology.

We talk about
the mechanism of injury...

about where it all started.

But the truth is...

...it's sort of a myth.

We can't boil every injury
down to one single blow.

This is one of the simpler divorces
I've seen, actually.

You want this?

Do you really want this?

Okay.

What hurts us is cumulative.

It happens over time.

We absorb blow after blow...

shock after shock,
painful hit after hit.

Is there anything else?

Uh, that's it. No.

Okay, then.

But even then...

even if we know
exactly how we got here...

it doesn't mean we can fix it.

Too late to back out?

- Are you kidding me?
- Oh!

Timothy and I
had a huge fight this morning.

It was probably my fault.

Well, yeah, with that mouth,
probably was.

Look, you guys are gonna fight, okay?

You'll probably have
that same fight for 50 years.

But you just can't let it
become bigger than the two of you.

So, in other words,
marriage is hard...

but not as hard as getting
acid thrown in your face?

Yes.

This mouth.
You see? Four years of this.

And yet you still agreed
to walk me down the aisle.

You kept every promise you made to me.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm sorry about you and April.
- No.

Today's about you, okay?

Let's get you married. Hmm?

For you.

You can't heal every wound.

And that's okay.
I have to believe it's okay.

Hey!

Oh.

I wasn't sure what you would be
in the mood for,

so I kind of got everything.

Champagne, tequila, Pinot Noir...

Pick your poison.

No, thanks.

Huh? What's happening?

Did you already start drinking?
Are you... are you drunk?

What? I'm...

- Hungry, maybe.
- What?

You just signed divorce papers,
and you don't want a drink?

What are you...
what are you, pregnant?

What?

Oh.

April.

I have to believe
that even if something

seems like it cannot be fixed...

According to the test
I took this morning,

yeah, actually.

I think I am.

...it doesn't mean it's broken.