Grey's Anatomy (2005–…): Season 7, Episode 16 - Not Responsible - full transcript

Meredith must choose between her fertility treatments and her eyesight when she begins having trouble seeing, Mark makes it clear to Callie and Arizona that he takes his role as ...

I thinking we put the tub here.

That way you can take a bath
and look out the window at the trees.

But that means we have
to move the sink here,

because there's no way
we can get two sinks on that wall.

- Okay.
- Okay, so do you want me to move the tub

or you want to share a sink?

I have one opinion, and that is

that I just want
a tub deep enough

- that it covers my knees and boobs...
- Knees and boobs at the same time.

Yeah, I gotta go. You're useless.
Mwah. Love you.

The dude's building you
a dream house.

I can't read these stupid things.

You just don't give a crap.

I'm taking baby drugs
to make my uterus less hostile,

and I don't know,
it makes my eyes dry,

and I have to squint to see,

and I don't really care enough
about the tub/sink relationship

- to, you know...
- You should talk to that hot O.B.

You are always
drumming up reasons

to talk to that hot O.B.

Everyone figures doctors are

the most responsible
people they know.

They hold lives in their hands.
They're not flakes.

They don't loose track
of important details

or make stunningly
bad judgment calls.

'Cause that would be bad, right?

- Oh, look.
- Aww.

Nice size, good-looking placenta.

- Is that an arm?
- Yep.


All good.
Did you schedule an amnio yet?

Um... we don't need an amnio.

Um... we don't?

- Of course we do. We'll set it up.
- Why do we need an amnio?

I can think of
a hundred reasons why.

You want me to take 'em down
one by one or all together?

- Hey, hey, hey.
- It's so nice that there are three of you.

I gotta go. Don't let her shove
a giant needle in your belly

before we discuss this.

It's not giant. 9 inches.

Okay, so I'm really
sorry about this,

but with a clinical trial,
the paperwork never ends.

Have there been any changes

to your memory
in the last week or so?

Oh, I don't...
I don't think it's worse.

Went to see Dr. Kesten,
and, uh, couldn't figure out

what floor he's on, but that's...
that's always the case.

Well, that place is a maze.

Did you have a problem
or was that scheduled?

No, well, he's... he's the one
who first diagnosed me,

and I was kind of angry
when he said it was Alzheimer's.

I... I called him a quack.

I, uh, figured I should apologize.

Well, I'm sure he gets that a lot.

Have there been any
changes in your schedule

in the last week or so?

I... I don't work, and, um...

I get lost on the way
to the post office,

so I don't do so many errands.

So how about your sleeping
and your eating?

Well, we have, uh,
breakfast together

- before the boys leave.
- Right.

And lunch...

Well, I...

I'm not home till pretty late,
so I... I don't know...

Half a peanut butter
and banana sandwich.

Well, I make one when we get home,
and we share it.

Okay. And, uh, what about
the drugs... any side effects?

- No.
- Okay.

The pink ones make you thirsty.

- Dry mouth. Y... yeah.
- Right, right, right.

And water helps with that?


Okay. Very good.

Ricky... big day.

Bring it on.

- Is this your sister?
- This is my girlfriend... Julia.

You're kidding. He's been talking
about you for months.

I figured, if there was ever
a day to take off work,

it's when your boyfriend's
getting new lungs.

She waited for the real fun.

- All right. Let's do this.
- Well, your new lungs

should leave Portland
in about two hours.

You haven't taken any
of your cystic fibrosis meds

- since last night, right?
- No food, no water, no drugs.

Great. So we'll just do
one last workup,

- and then we'll get you to the O.R.
- Oh, and, uh, Julia,

- write down your number, please,
and give it to Dr. Grey. - Why?

Well, so we can call you
when Ricky's in surgery

if we have any news.

When was the last time you put in
an application to the F.D.A.?

It's been a while, sir.

Well, it would have to be,
because if you had

any recollection
of what's involved,

then you wouldn't interrupt me

in the middle of compiling
357 pages of an application.

Do you know how easy it is
to lose one page out of 357?

- It's gotta be quite easy.
- They look for reasons to kill a study.

- Do you know what they consider
a good reason? - A missing...

One missing page.
Now you're a smart man, Hunt.

You have leadership potential,
management potential.

- I mean, I think you shy away from that.
- That may well be, sir.

I mean, you can handle
a V.I.P. patient.

I mean, if you don't mention
the chief of surgery,

they won't ask
for the chief of surgery.

- Did you mention me?
- I think I did, sir.

Now why would you do that?

- Did you not know about my application?
- I think I knew, sir.

Then what on earth
were you thinking?

Your wife, sir.
That's what I was thinking.

Just when you thought
you were done,

we need more blood.

- Well, if there's any left, it's all yours.
- Well, Dr. Shepherd

is going to come up
and take a look at you,

and if these labs are clean,
then we're gonna move you

- up to the O.R. floor.
- Good.

Hey. Let's keep
our fingers crossed

- and hope that mom
gets the good stuff, okay? - Okay.

Hey, Kyle.
What's this on your neck?

Oh, that's just my bump.
It doesn't hurt or anything.

We've been meaning
to make an appointment,

but... with everything
there's been going on...

- I'm a full-time job.
- No, you're not, okay. I should've called.

Well, we have doctors
coming out of our ears here.

So I'll have someone
come up and take a look.

It's just one less thing
to worry about.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

I was in the cereal aisle,

and I tripped on one
of those big display...

fruit spreads or... or some nonsense
and the whole thing came down.

- Lido and an epi, please. 5-0 prolene.
- Okay. Excuse me.

Oh, it's a cut, Mark.
You don't have to show off.

You can give me a couple
of band-aids and be on your way.

Yeah, that's not
how this is gonna go.

You... you tripped on the display

or you tripped over your feet
and fell into the thing or...

The chronology escapes me, Richard.

I was more focused on the fact
that there was jam

and... and shard glass
all over my coat and my pants

and the pants of the store manager,
who would not

leave me alone until he
packed me away into an ambulance.

Oh! You know, this whole thing
is just ridiculous!

This is twice, honey.
I mean, your wrist...

It's those shoes. Now they are supposed
to tone your derriere,

but I cannot feel the ground
when I walk on them.

I am going to throw them away.
If somebody would just give me

a couple of band-aids,
I can be on my way.

- You're not going anywhere.
- No, if you make a big fuss about this...

Mrs. Webber.

- Hmm?
- I'm about to put a needle in your face.

I'd be extremely grateful
if you'd stop moving.


Did they come by with the forms?

I think I signed 200 of them.

That sounds about right.
You just...

You just gave us your firstborn.

- You need a drink of water, Julia?
- Just asthma. Sorry..

Nothing brings people together
like respiratory disorders.

Mm. Romantic.


It's mine.

It has Julia's name on it.

- Rick, why is she on dornase?
- I'm gonna go.

- Wait, Julia, do you...
you have cystic fibrosis? - Go.

No, wait a minute. Okay?

- Nobody's going anywhere.
- Do you know how dangerous

- cystic fibrosis patients are
to each other? - We know.

Your disease isn't contagious
to anybody

in the general population.
It's not like you can't date.

You just can't...
you can't date each other.

You can infect each other
with bacteria

- there's no way you can fight.
- We know!

You know how many times
we've heard the warnings?

Never get closer than 3 feet

from another C.F. patient.

It's a drag. Okay?
There's no question. I get it.

No, you don't.

Ricky gets it. Nobody else gets it.

We both tried dating.
People can't handle it.

People cringe as soon
as you start coughing,

like you're gonna kill them.

This is dangerous.

Depression is dangerous.

Living by yourself...

with nobody who understands you,
that's dangerous.

We spent eight years
making small talk

on opposite sides
of a doctor's waiting room.

And one day we decided

that life with risk

is better than not really living.

We deserve to be together.

Kepner, you're on peds today?

Yeah, some kid
already puked on me.

Okay, so one of my patient's son
has a lump on his neck.

So would you just do
a workup on him,

and if it's anything,
kick it up to Robbins?

- Fine. You owe me one.
- No, I don't.

- I'm doing you a favor. You owe me one.
- You're doing your job.

I owe you gratitude and respect.

I already had your respect.

Uh, Hmm.

Give Yang all your patients today.

I have an S.M.A. embolectomy.

Well, I'll take your embolectomy.

Yang can take the rest.
You take my wife.

Now I want my embolectomy
even more than I did before.

She's fallen and ended up
in my E.R. twice.

Maybe it's an inner ear thing,
affecting her balance,

maybe it's a pinched nerve.
I don't know.

All I know, is you're gonna run
every test that has a name.

I was looking forward
to my embolectomy.

Everyone's unhappy.

Get in here.

You paged me?

Yeah, I need you to check my eyes.

I'm not an eye guy.

I don't know how this crap works.

All right, well, I already did the chart.

I'm, like, 20/25, but I... I... I...

now I need you to look at my eyes
through this thing.

Maybe it's glaucoma.

Hey, you could get
a prescription for pot.

All right. Uh, look up.

Look down.

Doesn't look like glaucoma.

Uh, your cornea looks fine.

- Good.
- Yeah, but you still can't read the chart.

Yeah, but if I squint...

Normal people don't squint.
All right.

Read the chart, line 8.

No squinting.

"D, C, P, I."

- You're blind..
- Shut up.

- Can you even see me?
- Yeah, and you look like a real moron.

- I need a real eye doctor.
- Can you even see enough to operate?

When I do the squinting thing,
I see fine.

Don't quit your day job.

Yeah, well, you keep
squinting like that,

and you're gonna get crow's feet,
but I'm good at plastics.

You want me to do
something about that?

I've lost too many babies
in my time...

Addison terminated,
Sloan disappeared.

I'm not letting it happen again.

I don't care
what kind of baby it is.

Okay, you know what?
You can't be glib about this.

A special needs baby
can be a very sick baby.

We could be talking about
a lifetime of surgeries

and hospital stays and pain.
It's not all hugging

- and the Special Olympics.
- Amnios come with risks, too.

One in some not-insignificant number

- result in miscarriage.
- 1 in 300.

She's not 45.

The Down's rate isn't all that high
in women her age.

Can... can we have...
can have a minute? Can I just...

- Just... I...
- There's no pulling anybody aside.

We have a relationship, Mark.

- Part of that doesn't include you.
- She's carrying my kid.

All right, if she gets a minute,
then I get a minute, too.

Ok, you know what?
No one gets a minute.

- I have a patient. The patient
gets a minute. - Oh.

I've got a friend who can't see,

and, uh, she thinks that
maybe her, uh, fertility meds...

Your friend?

You think I'm making it up?

You're looking for reasons
to talk to me

because the last time we spoke,

you asked me out, and I said no.

So now you're taking
my temperature

to see if I was actually busy

or just not interested.

You can't ask me out again,

not after what you perceived
to be a rejection,

because even though
your whole rap is about confidence,

you're about as self-assured
as a chihuahua.

Your friend, uh,
she doesn't need my help.

If she did, she'd call me.

So I should just
ask you out again?

It's a lot simpler,
don't you think?

Are you free for dinner?

Nope. Busy.

Well, at first I thought
it was a benign cyst,

but it looks like it's probably
a cystic hygroma.

Wow. The trachea's
starting to close off.

Well, I'll move
your diverticulectomy.

Or maybe Dr. Stark
has time for it.

- Dr. Stark has time for what?
- Uh, I've got a diverticulectomy.

We're hoping that
you could take it,

'cause this hygroma
needs to come out right away.

Oh, good lord.
Why did you wait so long?

This thing is a time bomb.

We just saw the patient
for the first time today.

Well, so what, the parents
don't have health insurance?

They do.

Well, why didn't they get
this kid to a doctor?

Kyle's mother has Alzheimer's.

She was diagnosed
a few months ago,

and the father
has been working like a dog

so their insurance doesn't lapse.

And Kyle's taking care of his mom

as much as anyone's
taking care of him.

They're just underwater
right now.

Yeah, all right.
Call protective services.

What? At least one of you here
understood that, right?

You can't take Kyle away
from his parents.

You just told me

- they're not caring for their son.
- They are dealing

with an extraordinary
set of circumstances.

This happens all the time.
That's why the state

set up a whole department
to deal with this.

You know, I've got
three specialists on their way

- in here to look at a tumor,
so I need this room. - Dr. Stark...

And you've got
a surgery to perform,

assuming the patient's airway
is not already closed.

If it has, well,
he's probably dead, and then,

well, yeah, nobody
has to call anybody, right?

You have to call him off.

Well, I don't know.
We can call a social worker,

have 'em go in and say hello,
ask if they need any help.

- It'll placate him.
- No, because once you're in the system,

it'll only get worse.

You're registered as a parent
who neglects his kid. It's over.

- You have to call him off.
- He's my boss.

Believe me, I like it
way less than you do.

This family just lost
the ground under their feet.

No one likes the idea

of a 10 year old
taking care of his mother,

but they're doing
the best they can.

Maybe Derek's drug helps her.

Or she could get the placebo,
and in 18 months,

she doesn't even know who Kyle is.

We can't let their last
couple of years together

become some nightmare
where they're fighting

to keep Kyle in their house.

It's enough
of a nightmare already.

We'll talk to him.
Well, so he shoots us down.

It can't hurt to try, right?

You need me to take
your diverticulectomy

while you remove
the boy's mass, right?

My assistant knows
my schedule better than me.

Just check with her.

We think calling protective services
is a bad idea.

Oh, uh, Kyle's mother
may not have a lot of lucid time.

And these years
are gonna be difficult,

but it's all the family has,

- and so pulling them apart...
- Do you know

when protective services
pulls families apart?

When the children are in danger.

When the children aren't in danger,
they go away.

- They do something else.
- But they can have a knee-jerk reaction

- to certain circumstances...
- What, you think they're idiots?

- I am sure that they are not...
- Heartless wretches?

- No. - Pediatric surgeons
can be heartless wretches.

Some would argue
that I'm m a case in point.

But social workers,
on the other hand,

are bleeding hearts, all right?

They're earning peanuts,
they're doing this thankless work,

and then they get painted as,
what, home wreckers?

For simply for stepping in
where children are being harmed.

Yeah, but the boy
is not being harmed.

And you're sure about that, right?
You're 100% sure?

No shadow of a doubt there?

Ah. That must be
a nice feeling, huh?

Why don't you be
a good example for your residents

and make the call?


What are you writing?

Dr. Bailey?

I'm writing about your ears.

What about them?

There's nothing wrong with 'em.

Well, then can I go home now?

No, ma'am.

Oh, we are wasting everyone's time.

I tripped at the pharmacy.
I have faulty shoes.

I should not be trying
to tone my derriere.

That flavor of vanity
is unbecoming

in a woman my age.

- The supermarket.
- Excuse me?

You tripped at the supermarket,
not the pharmacy.

The pharmacy aisle.

I... needed some cough syrup.

You don't have a cough.

Uh, can you breathe
into this tube for me?

I've had an alcoholic husband
long enough.

I know a breathalyzer
when I see one.

Just breathe into the tube, please.

My husband sent you in here

to test me for inner ear problems

and balance issues.

Well, you don't have
inner ear problems.

You don't have balance issues.

You are having accidents
and you are inconsistent

with your description
of the accidents.

And those behaviors are consistent
with substance abuse.

So I will run a tox screen,
I would like a list

of the prescription drugs
in your possession,

and I need you
to breathe into this tube.

The miscarriage rate is lower.

It's even lower
with wildly talented O.B.s,

and we have wildly talented O.B.s.

It's a risk no matter who does it.

Okay, you know what?
I'm trying to eat,

which is more important
than it's ever been now,

because I'm an incubator.

Okay, I know what
each of you thinks,

I'm weigthing the options,
I will decide.

- You'll decide?
- Yes, I'm the tiebreaker.

And anyhow,
I have the bigger vote,

because as we've discussed,
I vote on behalf of the baby

- and on behalf of the...
- Vagina.

- Yeah.
- Right. That's not gonna cut it, okay?

We're co-parenting, all of us.

This isn't a joke.

It's not some cute arrangement
where you humor me

and use me for babysitting
when you want to see a movie.

This is my child.
We're doing this together.

You don't get a bigger vote.
I'm a parent!

Daddy's mad.

So he says we're only gonna have

one sink in the bathroom,
like he's hurting me.

I mean, why do you need two?

Well, 'cause men leave wads
of toothpaste in the sin.

And if you have your own sink,

you don't have to look at it,
all dried and congealed...

and filled with their
fossilized oral bacteria.

I leave toothpaste in the sink.

Are you supposed to rinse it
every time you brush?

Nobody parented you.
This is to be expected.

You're really gonna move out

- and sell your house?
- Are you gonna miss me?

No, I'm gonna miss
having a cheap place to live.

You know, I have trouble
seeing fine print,

but I can still see
your paws on my food.


The fact that the two of you
haven't swapped

a live-threatening infection
already is a miracle.

So... so maybe God
has a soft spot for you guys.

But once this transplant is done,

Ricky will be
on immunosuppressants...

Ten times more likely
to get an infection.

Lots of things are risky.

- This is suicide.
- You don't know that.

It doesn't mean anything to you.
You've been happy.

We've been sick our whole lives.
Don't we deserve some happiness?

- You'll get it.
- Don't act like it's easy,

with your gorgeous eyes
and your white coat.

It's insulting.

I won't tell you it's easy. It's not,

but people need these lungs.

People can use
these lungs for decades...

Parents with small children,

teenagers who are
just starting their lives.

If the two of you stay together,

you could destroy
those lungs within months.

These lungs are a gift.
If you squander it...

What we have is a gift.

Do you love someone?

If you do...

you know.

It's rare

and it's a gift.

End the relationship,
or you don't get the lungs.

So it's a cyst,
and it's pushing on Kyle's airway,

so we should remove it
as soon as possible.

But once it's out, he'll be fine.

And Dr. Robbins is great..

Also, a social worker
may be coming by

just to talk to you and
see how things have been going.

Is that part of the clinical trial?

No. It's more of
a formality than anything.

- Yeah, thank you, but, no.
- Well, if...

if it's part of the experiment,
we should do whatever...

No, they're worried
about Kyle, okay?

- It's not part of the experiment.
- Wh... why?

Ky... Kyle's fine.
You just said that he's... he's...

- If we refuse, what happens?
- Wait, wait.

- Wh... what's wrong with Kyle?
- No,

they... they think that
we're not taking care of him.

- What?
- I'm fine. I don't need anything.

- What... what are you doing?
I'm not doing this. - No, Allison...

- I don't want to stay here.
- Allison, honey, stay in the bed.

- Allison, stay in the bed.
- I don't... I don't...

I don't want them to touch my son!

- I understand, but...
- I don't want this!

- No, we are taking care of our son!
- ? Keep a a close watch on ?

- * this heart of mine *
- I don't want to be here.

♪ I keep my eyes
wide open all the time ♪

Allison, listen. You need the surgery.

This is ***!

Don't let them touch our son!

- All right, but...
- Please! Just take me home!

♪ because you're mine ♪

♪ I walk the line ♪

♪ I find it very,
very easy to be true ♪

♪ I find myself alone
when each day is through ♪

She loves Johnny Cash.

He does this, and it...

always calms her down.

I need an answer.

Is it over?

Yeah. It's over.



You need to say good-bye.

Right now.

This minute?

We need to prep you and
then cut your chest open.

So, yes...

this minute.

Hey, hey, Meredith.

Um, what was the deal
with Adele Webber

when you saw her
a few weeks back?

Oh, she fractured her wrist.

Yeah, but you ordered a head C.T.

Just to be sure, and it was clear.

Okay, I read the file.
What I'm asking for

is a more complete
impression of the patient.

I myself just accused her
of being either a wino or a junkie,

and that seems not to be the case

'cause the tox screen was clear
and so was the breathalyzer.

So I'm wondering
what the hell is going on.

She fell down, and she couldn't
get her story straight.

I tried to talk to the chief,
and he got very angry with me

because I suggested that
there was some indication

of early dementia.

And he thinks,
because I'm on Derek's study,

that I see Alzheimer's everywhere.

- Are you concerned?
- Yeah.

Did you really call
the chief's wife a wino?

My finest moment.

I am so grateful
you're not trying to knock me up.

You're welcome.

The three musketeers
are all freaked out

about having an amnio,

and Meredith is getting shot up
every day with fertility drugs.

It is a nighghtmare,
the whole thing.

And all for what?
Just to sign up for,

uh, two years of sleep
deprivation and feces?

I'm so happy we're never
gonna have to deal with that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.


I want the amnio.

I just... I want to have
the information, whatever it is.

That doesn't mean
I'm gonna act on it. It just...

I... whatever the situation is,
I want to know about it.


Thank you.

That's it?

Well, I just wanted her
to think about it.

I wanted all of us
to really think about it.

And you did.

There's three of us.
I got out voted.

As long as my 33%
is considered and

nobody's body parts
get more a vote than I do,

that's all I can ask for.

All right, Allison, the anesthetic is in.

I just need to make
a slight incision,

and we should be
good to go, okay?



All right. Good.

You want to celebrate
by drilling some burr holes?

I would love to.

Okay, on the black mark.

Easy in, easy out.


What's the matter?
Just go ahead and start.

- I can't.
- Can't what?

I can't see it.

They're lying.

She's just gonna lay low
for a couple of weeks,

and then they're gonna
get back together

and destroy this perfectly
good pair of lungs.

She's probably still in the hospital.

You want to stop the transplant?

It's too late.
Lungs are on their way.

- The clock's already ticking.
- Maybe it'll be okay.

You know, m... maybe it's not a waste.

They love each other.
It... it is rare.

What if they are soul mates?

And you're thinking
about Sloan again.

No. Why?

He told Callie that he would be happy

to raise a special needs child. Okay?

He's a good man.

I didn't think about it
when I walked away.

I just got mad and I walked.

You did think about it.
You think about everything.

Okay, what if I was wrong?

You really want to be dating a guy,
two women, and a baby?

- Okay, well, that sounds bad.
- You think?

- Doctor.
- Yeah.

Uh, I said I'm never having kids,

and you said "yeah, yeah, yeah."

Uh, what exactly does
"yeah, yeah, yeah" mean?

Well, of course you don't want
to have kids. You're a resident.

I felt the same
when I was starting out,

so I figured we could, uh,

revisit this conversation
down the line.

We already discussed this.

Yes, but people change.

And it's possible,
in a couple of years,

you'll come around.

When have you ever
known me to come around?

The idea that your career

is the only thing that
will ever matter to you

is frankly a young person's notion.

And after what you've been through
these last few months,

I would've thought
you'd have a more...

nuanced vision of
this whole thing already.

Okay, so... so... so you assumed
that I was gonna grow up

and that I'm going to get over
my childish vision of my life?

Well, that's one way to put it.

I also thought that you
might find a little room

for my vision of life.

Well, I've grown up
as much as I plan to.

And... I don't come around.

Dr. Avery.

- Ready?
- Yep. Here you go.

- Okay.
- Got it.

Got it? Great.
Pickups and potts scissors.

Dr. Grey, bring 'em over.

God, they're beautiful.

He wastes these,
I swear to God, I'll kill him..

Are you still
gonna love me if I'm blind

or does it all go out the window

- if I'm not a surgeon anymore?
- It... it's not funny.

I don't know how you went
into my O.R. and didn't say anything.

It wasn't intentional.

It started out
as fuzziness in the morning.

And then I didn't see
the big black spot

until I started staring
at Allison's skull.

Metzger's gonna meet you
in ophthalmology

as soon as he's out of surgery.

He could be a while,
so cancel the rest of your day.

And you need to stop
the fertility drugs right away.

I can't. I mean,
there's two pills left in this cycle.

My egg's about to drop.
I can't stop now.

Yes, you can.
Okay, you know

all the scary side effects
they list on the side of the box?

One of them is happening to you.
You need to make sure

this doesn't permanently
damage your eyesight.

This cycle's over.

I had a feeling I'd find you here.

The lungs are in.

So far, so good.

Gonna tell her I'm here?

Dr. Altman? No.

No, I'm pretty sure
you're gonna leave.

Here's the thing...

you're killing him.

You're taking a gun and killing him.

And there is nothing romantic
about a joint suicide.

It's cruel...

to you, to him,

to your parents,

and to the family
that just buried someone.

Those lungs are gorgeous.

You can't do this.

And it always feels like...

there is just one person
in this world to love.

And then you find somebody else.

And it just seems crazy

that you were ever
worried in the first place.

You'll tell him he has
to find someone?

He really has to try, 'cause...

I don't want him to be alone.

Oh, hey.

Allison Baker

is in Dr. Shepherd's Alzheimer's trial.

Uh, she has
to have follow-up visits

every two weeks
for the next three years.

We'll make Kyle come every time.

I... I will do the exam myself
every two weeks.


Kyle... he's not just loved,
he's cherished.

I would like you to consider

putting a pin in the call
to protective services.

I thought she'd already
made the call.

We didn't.



Excuse me?

Better not stay too long.
I might reconsider.

Run away, Dr. Kepner.

She's gone...

Really. I don't know
how to tell him.

Well, if I had to hear
something like that,

I'd want to hear it from you.

Everything's clear.


Well, she's just got two left feet.

Could be.
I didn't check for that.


something's clearly wrong.

Dr. Bailey,

when you're rolling down
the far side of the hill,

things fall apart.


Okay, look, if it was me,

and my wife
was suddenly accident prone

and losing track of details,

I wouldn't ask
the general surgeon

who's only been an attending
for a year to check her out.

I'd ask the neuro guy...

the very fancy,
extremely good neurosurgeon

who happens to be studying
neurological disorders,

like Alzheimer's,

who happens to be
a close friend.

That's who I'd ask.

But that's just me.

I just wanted to make sure
you were all right.

Ricky's not,
that's for sure.

I told Julia that
she'd find somebody else.

- But... I'm not sure I believed it.
- She will.

- Yeah, well, what if he's her...
- Soul mate?

You gotta be kidding me
with this crap, Lexie.

Nobody has just one soul mate.

That'd be such a dumb system.

Look, Ricky and Julia
deserve better than someone

who makes them sick.

You deserve better, too.

And there is more than
one soul m m me for everyone.

And someone like you?

There'd be a line out the door
as soon as word got out.

Oh, would you be in the line?


I'm in the line.

I think I have veto power.

I mean, I think you
don't bring a human being

into this world
if one of the parties,

like the mother, doesn't want it.

I mean, what's there left to discuss?

All right. Let me, uh,
get this straight.

You've made a decision,
and I have no say. Zero.

So what if I think having a family

is a huge part of
what it means to be alive?

- Well, then you married the wrong person.
- Oh.

You know, maybe you did.
I mean, it was... it was hasty.

I was a P.T.S.D. wastoid,
shivering on the couch. I...

Maybe we didn't think this through.

Stop it.

You don't get
to pull that crap with me.

We got married, not because
you're a basket case,

but because we l loved each other
and we wanted a life together.

So you don't get to threaten
walking out just because I had

the gall to express an opinion
that is different to yours.

You need to think about it.

You have an obligation
to at least pretend

that you care
what the hell I want.

Oh, these are all done.
There's just two more.

- I'd like you to join me for dinner.
- Come again?


Uh, right now?

No, I already ate.

I'm just saying,
some other night.


Just, you know, I mean a date.

Did you say you
wouldn't call child services

because you wanted
to go out with me?

No. No, actually...

I wanted to go out with you

because you convinced me
not to call child services,

and nobody has changed
my mind in... ten years.

Is that a selling point?

It cuts both ways,
no doubt about it.

If I say no, will you stop
giving me surgeries?

No. Come on.
That's sexual harassment.

That's not my style.

Look, just think it over.

If the answer's no, that's fine.

I mean, we'll probably,

uh, have to avoid
eye contact for a while,

but I mean,
we can still work together.

Anyway... think about it.

I gotta tell you,

I was impressed with Mark today.

He... he is really being
an adult about all this.

I think

that he's gonna be
a great dad.

- Yeah.
- Right?

It'll work.

You didn't think it was...

that impressive.


He handled it,
and not like a 4 year old.

Is that supposed
to make me excited?

I thought I was supposed to be

the cranky, hormonal one.

I'm not cranky.

- Mm.
- I don't get excited about Mark.

I'm not delighted by Mark.

I love you.

And I can honestly say
that I'm gonna love this baby.

But Mark?

I somehow ended up
agreeing to a lifetime with...

Mark... A lifetime of decisions...

bottle or sippy cup,
basketball or tap,

Dartmouth or Berkeley.


Christmas morning

with... Mark.


I never picked him.

And I don't hate him, but...

I don't want a life with him.

And yet, somehow that's...
what I got.

What am I supposed to do,
kick him out?

I mean, it's his kid.

Yeah, you don't need
to remind me of that.

- I never, ever forget that.
- Wow.

Okay, we're gonna go
down that road again.

Okay, can we just be
honest about the fact

that this is some kind
of bi dream come true?

I mean, you get
the woman that you love

and... and the guy best friend
who's also a great lay,

and then you get a baby.

I mean, you get it all.
And me?

This is not my dream.

My dream doesn't look like this.


- Lexie, are you in here?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Okay, um, Stark?
- Mm-Hmm.

Stark just asked me out.

Is that not the weirdest thing
you've ever heard?

It's pretty weird.
I'll give you that, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, it's weird,
it's weird, it's weird.

I mean, he's... he's old and mean.
He's like the Grinch.

The Grinch asked me to dinner,
and I said yes.

What? You said yes?

- There is... there is a nice man under there.
- A... April.

- You think it's weird.
- I... I... I do.

But I'm starting
to come around to it.

- You know, can we talk about it later?
- Yeah, o... okay.

- Well, can I pee before I go?
- April.

- What?
- Go downstairs.

- This is shared space.
- Just go downstairs!


Oh, my God.

We are responsible...

with our patients.

The problem is...

we blow it all out at work.

In our own lives,
we can't think things through.

We don't make
the sound choice.

We did that all day
at the hospital.

When it comes to ourselves,
we've got nothing left.

I mean, he knows
I don't want kids.

And suddenly, I'm ruining
his vision of the future.

Don't talk to me about vision.

What if I never
get to operate again?

You could be a bartender.
I had a very good time.

Oh, yeah. The whole
five hours you bartended.

Free drinks.

You stole those drinks.
Joe didn't give you free drinks.

Your eyes will clear up.
They will.

Uh, how's it going?

Oh, good. I'm good.

Uh, Metzger's gonna
examine you every day.

Until he clears you,
you don't set a foot in an O.R.

Well, I can't hold a scalpel,
but I can observe, right?

No, you can't.

Did he just bench me?


Yeah, she didn't think
she needed to tell me

she couldn't see.

She figured it was,
you know, not relevant.

I don't know if
I'm more mad at her

as her husband
or as her attending.

You were extraneous
to the process.

Kinda like Cristina.
She doesn't need to talk to me

about whether
we're gonna have kids.

- That's nice.
- Yeah.

Not only do I not have a say,

she doesn't even
want to discuss it.

They want to hold all the cards.

I want you to imagine for a minute

what it's like trying
to negotiate with two women.


That's a nightmare.

At least you guys
get 50% of the vote.

I get a measly 33%...

I get 50%?
With Cristina, I get maybe 10%.

Meredith won't even
put anything down on the table.

She doesn't want me to vote,
she simply omits the information...

leaving me with zero.

- Gentlemen.
- Chief.

- Want to join us?
- Can I, uh, offer you a 9-iron?

Yeah, I... I can't stay.

I just need to borrow Shepherd
for a minute.

Yeah, sure. What's up, chief?

And is it worth it...

being responsible?

Adele was in the E.R today.

Is she all right?

Yeah. She just, uh,
she took a spill.

- Nothing serious.
- Mm-Hmm.

But it's the second time recently.

So I had Bailey work her up.

Nothing comes up.
C.T., everything's clean.

But she's...


I need you to take a look.

'Cause if you take your vitamins...

Of course.

...and pay your taxes,

and never cut the line,

the universe still
gives you people to love,

and then lets them slip through
your fingers like water.

And then what have you got?

Vitamins... and nothing.