All language subtitles for Greys.Anatomy.S19E09.720p.HDTV.x264-SYNCOPY

Every disease
has its unique course

it takes in the body
when left untreated.

The process begins
with exposure to a root cause

that sends a ripple effect
throughout the body.

- Simone, I didn't know, okay?
- No, sorry.

I-I-I can't do the "I don't know"
story anymore.

You knew exactly
what was happening.

You chose not to see it.

Yeah, I guess moving
to Seattle hasn't changed

how quick you are
to point a finger.

Excuse me?

Well, you constantly assume
that I'm trying to hurt you...

- No, you saw me come home from work
every night in tears. - Okay. Mm-hmm.

You saw me almost throw
in the towel on my career.

You were too scared of tarnishing
your sterling reputation

to speak up for me!
I was an intern.

The disease then progresses,

ultimately resolving in one
of three possible outcomes...

you get better, you stay chronically ill,
or you die.

They kicked me out, Trey!

Oh, they've been
fighting nonstop

since he arrived last night.

Yeah, I heard.

I almost fell asleep
during rounds.

Well, maybe we should cancel.

Uh, we have an empty house.

We are having a party.

I don't care if he's
her ex-fiancé or whatever.

Trey is the competition.

If they're fighting,
it means you're still in this.

Team Skywalker.

You two were half a second away
from boning last night.

The sexual tension was,
frankly, oppressive.

Yeah, well, what am I
supposed to about it?

Mm, stop sulking
and tell her how you feel

so I don't have to look
at your sad, sad face all night.

Surgeons swoop in
once a diagnosis is made

and the patient
needs reinforcements.

We take decisive action

in order to give them
a fighting chance.

Ohh. I spent
the first half of the day

fending off requests for comment...

...on the death
of Jermaine Talbott

and the other half

trying to get a grasp
on our budget deficits,

which are substantial,
by the way.

Well, they always are.

Oh, I am kicking myself

for inviting Bailey and Warren
to dinner tonight.

Makes two of us

especially because Allison bit Pru again.
What?

I was told when I picked her up
from daycare.

Why didn't you tell me?

I am.
This is me telling you.

Wait. So, what...
Is this becoming a thing?

I mean, should we cancel dinner?
You know what?

Don't... Don't answer that.

I knew I should have
picked up more wine.

I think Tuck
is building a fort with Pru,

so we're set...

...unless you want to cancel
and just go to bed early.

We will do no such thing.

Yeah.

What's that?

Well, we can't show up
empty-handed.

Yeah, but what if it sends
the wrong message?

What message?
That we like pie?

Their daughter has now bitten
our daughter.

Twice.

It's a problem.

Do you remember the last time

that you and I had
a civilized, adult dinner

without children present?

Let's get out of here while we still can.
Mm-hmm.

Mr. Simms needs neurochecks
q two hours,

and Natalia Asaki
was just admitted for pre-op,

so coordinate
with Webber and Pierce.

Are you going to the party tonight?

You look nice.

In an appropriate,
respectful way.

Just try not to kill anyone.

So... I guess we're
the only ones stuck here

while everyone else gets drunk
and makes poor decisions.

I hate the ICU.

Oh, there's nothing to it.

Just try not to kill anyone.

Everyone has to stop
saying that.

Well, have fun.

While you're running codes,
I'll be on Pierce's service,

scrubbing in on her
Ivor Lewis procedure

in the morning.

Natalia Asaki?

I hate you.

Don't hate the player,

hate the game.

Okay, now I hate both.

Ew.

Uh, you know,
I haven't had a chance

to congratulate you on
your partial heart transplant.

Now, there's some
groundbreaking stuff.

We worked hard on it.
Thank you. Yeah.

Well, you keep this up,
you'll be in line

for a Catherine Fox Award.

And you and Winston sure do make
a great team.

Dr. Pierce...

I just wanted to say thank you

for allowing me
to scrub in tomorrow...

Uh, Dr. Pierce, Dr. Webber,

I have studied the Ivor Lewis
procedure extensively.

I know that
the major complications

are respiratory
and atrial arrhythmias,

which can be controlled
by amiodarone.

Well, this is an 8-hour surgery,

so if you're not too tired
after your overnight in the ICU,

you may also scrub in.

Who's a player now?

Natalia, Elliot.
Welcome to Seattle.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

I hope your trip
from Coeur d'Alene

wasn't too bad.

I slept through most of it,
thanks to him.

And I'm highly
caffeinated right now.

Well, we're glad you made it.

Dr. Kwan?

Natalia Asaki, 32,
stage II esophageal cancer,

status post neoadjuvant therapy,
admitted for pre-op

for an Ivor Lewis procedure
first thing in the morning.

Which is?
Uh, resecting the esophagus

through an abdominal incision
and a right thoracotomy,

then pulling the stomach
into the chest

to replace the esophagus.

I'm sorry.

Amor, my painting sold.

The landscape
from our camping trip.

I love that one. Yeah.

How much?

$500.

She's an art teacher
at an after-school program,

but she sells her own pieces
on the side.

I'm sorry, but the past
couple of months

of chemo and radiation were...

not the most fun I've ever had.

We're ready to put
this chapter behind us.

Well, let's get a move on.

Okay, Kwan, Millin,

let's start Natalia's
pre-op work-up...

bloodwork, EKG, chest X-ray.

Um, I definitely need
all that before the surgery?

You do.
We will be back in a bit.

Babe, don't worry.

We'll figure out a way
to pay for it.

It's okay.

Oh, it's my fault?!

Look, I hate that they
kicked you out.

Alright?
I really hate it.

I promise you, I hate it more.

Oh, still so competitive.

Ah.

Hey.

Come here.

Trey, I was broken.

I-I felt... broken.

But I am sorry that
I disappeared on you.

I'm sorry. I should have
chased after you.

I wanted to.
I should have.

I mean, you kinda did.
You're here.

I feel like I waited too long.

Did I wait too long?

Can we just go to the party
and try to have fun?

I missed you.

I missed you.

Ben, Bailey. Enter at your own risk.

Ooh, come on in. Oooh, look at that.
Mm-hmm. Apple pie.

My mother's recipe.

Maybe you can think of it
when you are approving

budget requests for the clinic.

Thank you.
You shouldn't have.

Hey, I heard there were some
fires down in south Seattle.

You been on those?
Uh, no, no, no.

Uh, we have a little girl now,
so I sit the crazy stuff out.

That never stopped Owen.

Ah, please excuse her.

She's exhausted
after one day of the job

that you and I did for years.

Wine?

Uh, by wine,
can you mean bourbon?

Good idea.

Yeah.

Cheese and crackers
are on the coffee table.

- Oh.
- Oh, fantastic.

I'd love a bite.

Chest X-ray is normal.

Coags, CBC, CMP all look good.

Oh, great. Let's start her
on her bowel prep...

Help!

I was just finishing her EKG,

and she started seizing.

Okay, well, let's get her
on her side.

Blood glucose was normal,
so it can't be that.

And her sats are 92 on room air.

I checked her airway.
There's no vomit.

Let's get some suction
in here, anyway.

Elliot, does she have a history
of epilepsy or alcohol abuse?

No, never.
What's going on?

We don't know, but we are
going to find out.

Let's load her up
with Keppra and lorazepam.

A-And, Kwan, take Elliot out
and page neuro.

- Let's hurry.
- I love you, Natalia.

It's okay.

Yeah, my place is definitely
a work in progress,

so you have to promise not
to judge me when you get here.

Okay, is there a door?

There is.

Alright. A bed?

Uh-huh.
No duvet cover, though.

No! Well, that's it.
I'm canceling.

Okay, uh, crap.

I got to go.

I'll see you tomorrow.
Okay.

Oh, hey.

You are still here. Awesome.

Uh, would you take Scout
for a bit?

I was on my way home with him,

and I just got paged for a
consult on a grand mal seizure.

Well, I was on my way home,

and I got egged by a couple
of angry Tank fans.

Seriously?

Based on how tonight's going,

I could, uh, use some time
with my only fan.

Okay.
It should not take long.

You have fun with Daddy, okay?

Mwah! Bye.

Can anyone help me?!
Gahhhh!

Uh...
Please, I need help.

I-I-I'm a surgeon.

At least for now.

Here. Here. Here.

My stupid wife promised
she'd be back from trial

before I went into labor.

I take it that didn't happen?

Aah!
Oh, okay. Alright.

Just... Just breathe.

Uh, I'll... I'll page OB.

It... Oh, thank God.

Hi. So sorry.

Hi.
You must be Whitney.

Okay, let's get you upstairs.

Thank you, Dr. Lincoln.

I can take it from here.

Okay.
I can't let go. I can't let go.

I'm sorry, but my anxiety
hovers around an 8

when I'm not in labor.

You mind if I bring a plus-one?

It... It's fine by me.

Sure. Yeah.

Okay, okay.
Gahhhhh!

Okay.

Okay, let's do this.

Levi.

Push one of...
Levi!

...one of epi and atropine.
Hey!

Oh, sorry.

You need to get laid.

Like, badly.

And you cannot get laid

if you're the guy
sleeping at the party.

I just worked a 16-hour shift,

and alcohol is a depressant.

You want to know what time
I got up this morning?

Noon.

I shouldn't even be here.

Like it or not,
I am a manager now,

and boundaries are important.

You're where fun goes to die.

Hey. You came.

Nice house.

Yeah, Levi and I
live in a studio.

This place has rooms.

A few weeks ago,
I was living in a van,

and I thought that was nice.

Dr. Schmitt. Yasuda.

Good booze is over here.

Find someone to talk to.

Oh.
Anyone.

H...

It's good out here.
Yeah, actually, it is.

You mind getting us some drinks?

Uh, your usual?
Yeah.

Coming right up.

Hey.

Okay.

Can we talk?

I don't know if, uh,
now is the best time.

Look, I-I am sorry
about last night.

Trey showing up was...
unexpected.

Does he know about you and I?

No, of course not.

A whiskey ginger.

You remember
last New Year's Eve?

Might have went a little hard
on the whiskey gingers.

Might not have made it
to midnight.

Rookie move.

Yeah, she kept giving the finger
to every stranger walking by,

saying, "Let's send
last year to hell."

At least I had
the right holiday.

- So, new-onset grand mal seizure?
- Yep.

Stage II adenocarcinoma
of the esophagus,

had chemoradiation
two months ago,

scheduled for surgery tomorrow.

Kwan, what are the possible
causes of new-onset seizures?

Meningitis, encephalitis,
alcohol withdrawal,

stroke, hyponatremia, or...

Mm.

Natalia's esophageal cancer
metastasized to her brain.

Most likely a localized met
in the right temporal lobe.

And it's bleeding.

Damn it.

What happened?

Am I okay?

Natalia, your CT scan shows

a possible metastasis
in your brain.

We'll need to excise
it immediately.

What about the surgery
we came here for?

I am so sorry that this is not
the news that you wanted,

but we have to do this surgery
as soon as possible.

I can't
believe this is happening.

Could you just give us a minute?

Of course.

We'll be back
with consent forms.

You know... you might as well
go home and get some rest.

I have no place better to be.

You sure?
Yeah, yeah.

Give Catherine my best.

Okay, Whitney, you are
6 centimeters dilated.

You are having this baby.

No one really tells you
how much this hurts.

Mother... Oh, sorry.

I'll try not to... Holy crap!

He's heard worse.
Trust me.

Do you have any idea
how lucky you are

that you didn't push
your son's watermelon body

out of your teeny tiny vagina?!

I-I don't have
a teeny tiny vagina.

But if it makes you feel
any better,

I am so hated by
the city of Seattle right now,

I can't walk outside without
getting literal egg on my face.

No.
Yes, I'm officially in hiding.

That actually does make me
feel a little better.

Gahhhhh.
Okay, Whitney. Just breathe.

Yeah.

What?

Well, when I first heard
you were living

with a bunch of interns
in a house with fire damage,

I was kinda scared for you.

Oh, hard same.

They seem cool.

Even though they're not
quite your caliber.

No.
Don't judge my people.

Oh, they're your people now?

I mean... yeah.
They kinda are.

Come on.

Now, you were the top
of your class

in every class
you've ever been in.

And you're top tier.

I'm sorry, but these?

These are not your people.
Trey, I swear to God, we just...

No, no, no, you're only mad
because you know it's true.

Grey-Sloan isn't the program
it used to be,

and you don't belong here.

You belong with me, at the top.

And if you present your case
and you come back...

Present my case?
...and you stay calm and collected...

Oh, wow.
Look, we could have it all back, Simone.

We could have us back.
We could have our future back.

These are not your people.

Baby, I'm your people.

I'm walking away, Trey.

And I promise
if you walk after me,

I won't remain
calm and collected.

- Come on.
- No!

Simone.
No!

Sorry.

You think this is hard?

Tuck spent 45 minutes in
the bathroom the other morning. Mm.

45, alright?

You know what he was doing?

Do we want to know?

He was shaving.

Sorry. Sorry.

Manscaping.

His chest.

He's going out
for the swim team.

Ah.

I mean, Pru might be
a threenager,

but at least she doesn't
hog the bathroom.

She's been angling for a dog.

Aww.

Oh, that's all we need, right?

You know, little puppy teeth

nipping at her fingers and toes.

Mm. You know, here we are,

kid-free, finally,

and we're still talking
about kids.

Right, who wants to talk
about adult stuff?

I do. Okay.

Uh, Bailey, how's the clinic?

Mm, busy.

We can hardly keep up
with the demand.

Uh, how's the...
medical license?

Still suspended,
but, you know, getting there.

Is it?

Do you want to help me
in the kitchen?

I can't.
No license, so...

I can help you
with something. Ah.

No, no, no, no, no.
Don't be silly.

Teddy's got it, right?

Right.
Mm.

So, uh...

should we go back
to talking about kids?

It'll be okay.
Babe.

It'll be okay.

- I'll start driving on the rideshare app.
- Babe.

And if you need
another surgery after that,

I'll take on more guitar students or...
Amor.

Stop!

Uh, Natalia, Elliot.

This is the consent form

identifying the risks
of the procedure.

They say I could die, right?

If I die...

How deep in the hole are you?

During the pandemic,
they made us both part-time.

We just got the only health
insurance we could afford,

and we thought
we were gonna be fine,

but now we're buried in debt,
and I'm gonna die

and leave the love of my life
poor and homeless.

You two should get a divorce.

That's not funny.

No, and it wasn't meant to be.

Dr. Kwan, please step outside.
No, medical divorce is a real thing.

It could help Elliot not
get saddled by Natalia's debt.

It could help Natalia to qualify
for more insurance or aid,

since they won't have
a joint income.

And if they have assets,
it could protect them.

Wait.

That's brilliant.

What?
Babe.

No, you're my wife.

Dr. Kwan, I'd like a word.
Outside, please.

Now.
I'm not divorcing the woman I love.

I said do not follow me!

Are you okay?

Do I look okay?

Um, well, you look...

Well, you look perfect.

What?
To me, you kinda always look perfect.

And maybe my timing isn't great,

but I need to say that
even when you're upset,

you are...
pretty damn perfect.

Lucas... You're so smart.

And when you get mad,
you get smarter.

Like, when you get mad 'cause
you can't figure out a case...

that's when you figure it out.

So, right now...
now you look like a person

who's about to...
solve a big mystery.

Like a person who's gonna...

figure everything out.

Simone, can I come in?
No.

Baby, baby, I'm...
I'm sorry for what I said, okay?

I-I love you.
I-I'm sorry.

I just... I'm trying
to get this right,

and I keep getting it wrong.

Baby. Baby, please.

Trey, can you just
give me a minute, okay?

Can we talk later?
No.

I-I've never loved anyone
the way that I love you.

Look, I can't see my life
with anyone else.

I-I know I'm a snob.

I know I'm an ass.

But I'll... I'll be better.

'Cause you make me better.

Trey, I'm...

I'm tired.
I just need a few minutes.

Okay.

I'll come find you.

I love you.

Okay.

We were engaged.
We had a whole life.

He knows my family.

My dad loves him.
My grandmother loves him.

He's...
Do you love him?

Yeah, 'cause if you love him,
you should...

Yeah, you should go talk to him.

Are you serious?
Yeah, no.

If you love him, you should...

...you should fight for him.

Now you're...

pushing me toward him?

Hey, I'm not pushing you.

I'm saying, do you love him?

Yeah, okay.
I'm gonna go.

I'm... I'm so... I'm so...
Hey, hey, hey.

Don't say you're sorry.

We're good.

Lucas, wait.

Can y...
Before you open the door,

can I just make sure
he's not out there?

Yeah, okay.
Now you can say you're sorry.

What happened in there?
Do you have any idea

how crushing medical debt can be
for people who aren't millionaires?

Of course I do.

But before you cross a line
with a patient,

you have to talk
to an attending first.

I could have called
financial services

or a social worker or a pastor
or a therapist

or someone who is trained to
have that kind of conversation.

Her brain is bleeding.

They don't have that
kind of time to go through...

You had time to talk to me.

Now her brain is bleeding and
she's fighting with her husband.

And that is not an improvement,

and it has not saved us
any time.

She is my patient.

You are here at my invitation.

Is that understood?

Okay, Dr. Kwan.

The invitation is rescinded.

And let's hope she signs
that consent form

that'll allow us
to save her life.

Alright,
what is that one, again?

I don't know.
Let's see.

Bourbon.
With...

Bourbon.
Bourbon.

Uh, I might have drank
from that.

Don't care.

- Hey.
- Hey.

This is Taryn.

She was a surgeon,
but followed sanity

and became a bartender.

And this is Trey.
He might like crabs.

- He's from Baltimore.
- Yeah.

Um, I'm visiting Simone.

So, uh, how'd you two meet?

Uh, med school.

Physiology class.

I'd sit on the opposite side
of the lecture hall

- to see her smile.
- Yeah.

I hooked up with a girl
in my physiology class, too.

Oh, cool.

Not my story.
Not my story.

Oh, you're not getting off
that easy.

Uh, I was home sick one day.
Didn't show up to class.

Trey spent the entire day
cooking his mom's famous soup,

brought it to my apartment
with notes from class,

told me he liked my smile.

I told him
I'm not really a soup person,

but clutch on the notes.

And just like that,
I was in love.

Wow, Griffith.
You missed a class?

You want to get some air?
Yeah, sure.

- Do you want to go see
the hole in the roof? - Yes.

Yeah?
Yeah.

- Okay, come on.
- Okay.

Party that bad?

No, I'm just, uh,
bad at... at this.

At parties?
Yes.

And people.

I'm not even that drunk,
so I'm also bad at alcohol?

I'm Carlos.
Traveling nurse.

Uh, I'm only here
for a couple months,

but here's the thing...

Levi.
Here's the thing, Levi.

If you leave, you won't
get to hang out with me.

You... You brought
your own drinks.

Oh, I work way too hard

to drink whatever
surgical interns can afford.

Um, Altman, did you have a
chance to look at those résumés?

Oh. Um, no. Not yet.

Which résumés?

Uh, for chief of trauma.

There are some excellent
candidates in there.

Oh, um, I think you mean
"interim" chief of trauma.

No, she doesn't.

You literally just promised me
my job back yesterday.

I... didn't know that.
Mm. Mm.

But it turns out hiring a decent
interim chief of trauma

is harder than hiring
a permanent one.

Seriously?
Oh.

Look, if I have to wait
for your license,

I-I need to consider my options.

Okay, so
when were you gonna tell me?

This is me telling you. Mm.

Y... Now that I think about it,

the candidates weren't
that great, just...

You know what, Owen?

Maybe if you had asked me
how my day was,

this would've come up earlier.

Been there.

I don't think they were
asking our opinion.

You know, like it or not,
you can barely

practice medicine
right now, anyway.

Do you know who practices the
least amount of medicine, Teddy?

The chief of surgery.

This is a business decision.

Just grow up and deal with it.

My wife wants a divorce.

We said...
"'til death do us part."

I'm so sorry.

I can only imagine
how you're feeling right now.

Everything's been always so...

...easy with her.

I still think
the biggest fight we ever had

was over refilling
the water pitcher.

Most of us can only dream
of having a love like that.

I'm just saying that,

if you trusted her enough
to marry her,

why not trust her enough
to un-marry her?

Don't make it mean
something it doesn't.

She loves you
and she wants to protect you.

So maybe just...
let her.

I didn't know
what kind of flowers

to get for our divorce,

but turns out,

you can't have them in the ICU,

so fake ones it is.

This is Aaron, uh,

one of the hospital lawyers

who's nice enough
to help us pro bono.

Fortunately,
the divorce petition's

rather simple for you two.

No kids, no owned property,

no assets.

Once you sign,
I will file a copy

with the court
in Idaho immediately.

I just need you both
to sign there.

It feels like we're getting
married again.

Amor, I promise to love you
until my dying breath.

Whether it's in a few minutes,

days, or years.

I promise that my love for you

will only grow in divorce

like it has in marriage.

And I promise you to keep trying

to refill the water pitcher.

I am the luckiest girl
in the world

to be divorcing you.

Natalia, as your ex-husband...

...I promise
to be there for you

in good times and in bad.

In sickness and in health.

I promise to treat
each day as a gift.

And I promise to love you

for every moment of every day

for the rest
of our lives together.

I've witnessed several weddings

in hospital rooms,

but this is definitely
the first divorce.

Okay.

Um, I'm ready.

It's okay.

Mnh. Unh-unh.

I changed my mind.
I can't do it.

Yes, you can, Whitney.

You are doing great.

I have a brother who's not well,

ruined my parents' lives.

So sorry to hear that.

I told my wife that
I was scared our kid

would get my brother's genes.

You know what she said?

"We don't have that
in our family."

And I just accepted that?!

You know what, Whitney?

Hey, you're right.
Alright?

The world is a terrifying,
mostly awful place,

and you can't choose your kids.

Tell me something
to make me feel better.

When I look at my son
drooling in the corner,

he gives me hope.

Pure, blind,
probably irrational hope.

He gives me a reason
to put my fears aside

and believe that
everything might be okay.

So, traveling doesn't
get old for you?

No way.
Uh, I'm a Sagittarius.

I'm, um...

Jewish.

Ah, smart, funny, and a doctor.

Mm.

The dying wish
of Hilda Narvaez Garcia.

My mother.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, no, she's still alive.

She's just very dramatic
about my love life.

Does she
cut out magazine articles

and comment
on your sock choices?

Yes! Yes!

Plus, a whole lot more
which I will not tell you

because I want you
to pick up my call one day.

That was me asking
for your number.

I... Oh, I...

Maybe we can go someplace

where they bring drinks to you.

Like, um, I know
this place downtown...

Yes.

You know, when I was chief,

at least I paid my co-workers

the respect
of full transparency.

Oh, please.
When you were chief,

the hospital almost went under.

Oh, wait.
It kinda did.

That was not my fault.

When you're chief,
everything is your fault.

That's why I can't have
a chief of trauma

with a suspended
medical license!

Oh, just say it again, Teddy.

We having fun yet?

You wanna know why
Allison is biting kids?

Because her dad is a man-child

who can't control his tantrums!

Yeah, well, she's not
old enough to drink,

so she can't take after her mom!

Okay, enough!
Ugh, this won't work.

Altman, you are
the chief now, officially.

And this is just
poor leadership.

Okay, whatever happened
between the two of you

needs to be fixed

because, yes, now your child
is biting other people.

You said biting happens.

It does.

But you two constantly
biting each other

with your sharp words
and nasty looks

and rage at all times
isn't helping.

Pretty soon, that rage of yours

is going to infect
the entire hospital

and we'll all be biting
at each other

like zombies or cannibals!

So for all of our sakes,
get some help.

Ben, get the pie.

Okay.

Oh, maybe we should have people
over more often.

Bite me.

Dr. Newton.
Dr. Erica Newton to trauma two.

Dr. Newton to trauma two.

Thanks for pissing off Pierce.

- I've never scrubbed in
on a craniotomy. - Have fun.

She gave me like a week's worth
of progress notes to review.

Just apologize.

Tell her you screwed up.

I don't apologize
unless I'm wrong.

Now, can you go scrub in
on the surgery

that you basically stole
so I can focus?

Okay, Whitney,
it's time to push.

One, two, three.

Gahhhhhhh!

Okay, Whitney, one last push.

One, two, three.

Gahhhh!

Hi, stranger.

Oh! Oh!

Simone, look,
I meant what I said...

I'll come here
if that's what it takes.

Your family would never
forgive you.

Maybe not.
They're snobs.

They're such snobs.

I'll tell you what, though.

They get that
I don't want to lose you.

I have to fight for you.

Whatever it takes.

Our program treated me
like human garbage.

And tonight you suggested

that if I had just stayed
calm and collected

and continued to suck it up,
that I might have...

- No, I didn't say that.
- I-I didn't.

I hate the way they treated you.

I just miss you, okay?

I miss you.

I hate sleeping without you.

Nothing's fun without you.

When I left, I was a mess,
and it was easier for me

to leave
the whole chapter behind me.

But I spent so many nights...

...wishing you'd show up
on my doorstep.

What changed?

Nothing.

Nothing's changed.

Trey.

Simone Audrey Griffith,
I've loved you

since the day I met you and...
and every single day since.

You're my favorite person.

You're my North Star.

Alright, you're my past
and you're my future.

Baby, put your ring
back on and marry me.

Marry me for real this time.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Yeah?
Yes, yes, yes.

Your pie was the best thing
that happened tonight, hands down.

In fairness,
the bar was very low.

You gonna tell me
what this is about,

or are you gonna make me
drag it out of you?

The resentment.

I've been sensing it on you
for a while now and...

I can smell it
on you like cheap cologne.

Yeah, well, my cologne is cheap,
so maybe it's just that.

I do not want to end up
like Hunt and Altman.

Before you went to work,
we were doing so well.

Wait...
I know you're not saying

you resent me
going back to work.

I do.

I don't know what I expected,

but it wasn't that.

Look, I am aware
that I sound like an ass.

I'm working on it.

And I hate myself
for even saying it,

but I-I've never done
this before, Miranda.

I've never parented
a little girl.

A-And Pru's lost so much
in her life.

I just... I worry, you know,

that... that
I'm not doing it right.

And I... I miss you.

Okay, I know starting up
this clinic

has been a big undertaking,

but I am prioritizing
our family...

I mean, I'm limiting
my hours in the OR,

I'm barely taking weekend calls,

I'm... I'm delegating to Wilson...

But now you're saying
that isn't enough?

Can we please just go home now?

God, yes.

This is sad.

I can fix it.

I got the feels for ya ♪

That's how I know it's real ♪

Why?

Real love ♪

Just get up!

Real love ♪

Hey!

I got the feels for ya ♪

Come on.

Real love ♪

I got the feels for ya ♪

Yeah ♪

Real love ♪

I got the feels ♪

Feels, feels, feels ♪

Do you feel the love? ♪

Ooh, yeaaah ♪

Dr. Cohen to Radiology.

Dr. Harlene Cohen
to Radiology.

Brought you these.

It's kinda a weird
breakfast, but, uh...

Here.

Thank you.

For, um...

everything.

Kwan?

Kwan.

I explicitly took you
off of Natalia's case.

Okay, look.

You want me to pretend that

medical bills don't exist?

That the system
doesn't force people

to choose between
bankruptcy and death?

Dr. Kwan, that...
If my mom could've divorced me,

she would've done it
in a heartbeat,

but I opened up credit cards
to pay for her care,

and every time I get a bill,

it feels like a noose
around my neck.

Forgive me for not wanting

to put someone else
through that.

Dr. Kwan, I...

Um...

How'd it go last night?

Is everything okay?

Nothing is okay.
Everyone is in pain.

Maggie, what's going on?

When you and Catherine were

going through your rough patch

where you couldn't, um,

speak to each other
without fighting,

how did you know that it
was just a rough patch

and it wasn't something more...

malignant?

Well, I think with...
with Catherine, uh,

we always still had
the love underneath it all.

When that dries up,

then it's time to reevaluate.

Surgical intervention
doesn't always work.

Look, Maggie,
whatever's going on,

you and Winston have
so much love between you

that whatever it is,
you'll work through it.

I know you will.

Thank you. Thank you.

Sometimes, despite
our schooling and centuries

of medical advancement,
the disease wins.

Well, looks like Whitney
and her wife made up.

Well, babies don't give you
much room to hold a grudge.

You cut your hair.

I discovered I have a lot
of free time during the day

when all my patients
cancel on me.

Looks nice.

Oh! I can't believe you two
are still here.

Yeah, Scout and I
got board-certified

in OB-GYN last night
and delivered a baby.

Nope, not joking.

How was your surgery?

It was fine.
It was just a long night.

Yeah.

I'm gonna slip out the back

and try to get home this time.
Mm-hmm.

- Bye.
- Okay.

He just... held a laboring
mom's hand for hours

and took care of her
like it was his job,

all while in the midst
of a major personal crisis.

He's perfect.

How do you just let
someone like that go?

I've also had a long night.

He wasn't perfect for me.

But maybe he's perfect for you?

It takes over our cells
one by one,

until the damage can no longer
be reversed.

I didn't wake you, did I?

No, I was just...
resting my eyes.

Yeah.

I just had the longest,
strangest, saddest night

and wanted to see your face.

Well, here it is.

Will you fly here real quick

and hit the button
on the coffee maker?

When that happens,

all you can do is take
the loss and move on.

I'm so sorry.
I-I didn't know.

Forget it.

But when you can change the
course of someone's disease,

you can change the course
of their life.

You missed a helluva party
last night, Millin.

Griffith's got some big news.

Wow!
Congratulations.

You all are late for rounds

and being hungover is no excuse.

I need clothes off
and scrubs on.

Get up!

Oh, go fall on a lightsaber.

It's enough to make you want
to come back the next day

and do it all over again.

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