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[narrator] Previously on Grey's Anatomy:

- [Izzie] How did your test go? - Good, but I won't know for a few days.

- We're puIIing for you. - We are?

You cannot kick me whiIe I'm doing my job.

I thought you couId give me an answer to my question.

About you... moving in.

I have a dog.

That's not a dog. It's a hyena dressed in dog cIothing.

I Iove dogs.

[Meredith] As doctors we're trained to be skeptical...

because our patients lie to us all the time.

The rule is: every patient is a liar until proven honest.

[# Saint Etienne: A Good Thing]

Why aren't you prepping for rounds and steaIing the good cases?

Why aren't you prepping for rounds and steaIing the good cases?

- No reason. - No reason?

Lying is bad. Or so we're told.

Constantly, from birth.

''Honesty is the best policy. ''

''The truth shall set you free. ''

''I chopped down the cherry tree. '' Whatever.

- I'm waiting for McDreamy. - I'm avoiding Burke.

- Why are you avoiding Burke? - He thinks I moved in with him.

- Why are you... - McDreamy's doing me a favor.

- Thinks you moved in with him? - You're caIIing him ''McDreamy?''

The fact is, lying is a necessity.

[Meredith] Thank you for this, with the needIes and bIood.

They won't accept her without a famiIy history.

I'm happy to get your mom into the cIinicaI triaI.

Even with the needIes and bIood.

AII done. How's that feeI?

We lie to ourselves because the truth...

The truth freaking hurts.

It feeIs good.

- Burke thinks you moved in with him? - It's not important.

- You're caIIing Derek ''McDreamy'' again? - It's nothing.

- AII right, what are you doing? - What are you doing?

- Stop repeating what I say. - Stop asking me questions.

[thumping]

Cujo has to go!

He peed on my bed. My bed, Meredith.

- He's our dog. - No, he's not my dog.

You two bought him without even asking me.

We rescued him from certain death.

Come on, you guys.

I'm putting my foot down. Either the dog moves out or I do.

Foot. Down. Now.

Me or the dog. Which is it?

[dog pants]

- You hesitated. She hesitated. - You hesitated?

I didn't hesitate. I was thinking.

You have to think about it? Fine.

I'm moving out right now.

Later. I'm moving out Iater. Because right now, I have rounds.

- TeII me that is not a dog. - [aII] It's not a dog.

[beeping]

- [man] Let's go. - Rick Freeark, 29.

Severed three fingers on his Ieft hand. ControIIed the bIeeding.

VitaIs stabIe. Gave him five of morphine.

- Fingers? - Had troubIe retrieving them,

so we took off. Rig behind us found 'em. They're iced and ready.

- Ten minutes out. - Continue with IV fIuids

and start a course of antibiotics. Yang, wait outside for the fingers.

[man] Can you sew them on?

They sewed that guy's penis back on after his wife chopped it off.

Penises and fingers are Iike appIes and oranges.

- How did it happen? - I was Ioading my gear on to the truck

for a gig and they got caught.

- You're a musician? - I pIay the guitar.

You can sew them back on, right? This is not that big a deaI, right?

Oh, dude, I better not be out of the band.

[# Psapp: Cosy in the Rocket]

[Derek] The cuts Iook cIean. That's good.

CIean severed makes reattachment easier.

I'm not going to Iie to you. If the surgery is successfuI,

we're Iooking at a Iong recovery with Iots of physicaI therapy.

- You smoke? - Why?

Cigarettes constrict bIood vesseIs. I've seen grafts faiI over a few cigarettes.

So what are you saying?

I smoke a cigarette after my operation and boom! My fingers faII off?

No. First they turn bIack and necrotic and then they faII off.

WeII... I don't smoke, so...

ReaIIy? Because judging by the nicotine stains, your fingers do.

[woman] Anybody out there?

HeIIo?

Don't Iook at me.

She had hip repIacement surgery a month ago and was discharged Iast week.

Then why is she stiII here?

Because I am not a bouncer and this is not a nightcIub.

I am doing what I can, with extremeIy Iimited staff and resources

and if you have a probIem with that, take it up with the chief.

[woman] # Don't know why

# There's no sun up in the sky...

- Mrs. Larson's got to go. - If she refuses to go, what can I do?

She's 78 and non-ambuIatory. You have the upper hand here. Use it.

Karev, can I taIk to you for a second?

- ResuIts of your MedicaI Board exams. - Thanks.

- Aren't you going to open it? - Yeah, I'II open it.

# I'm weary all the time #

- Oh, thank you. Thank you. - Mrs. Larson, I'm Dr. O'MaIIey.

Oh! An Irishman. I Iove the Irish. They have a sparkIe.

You can see it in the eye. And the swagger.

Come on, Dr. O'MaIIey. Show me the swagger.

The eyes are right,

but you'II have to work on the swagger.

- Mrs. Larson... - CaII me Sophie.

Now, be a doII and bring me a remote.

This one's busted.

Sophie.

I can't bring you one because you're no Ionger a patient at this hospitaI.

According to your chart, you have a room at the Sugar MapIe Nursing Home.

I'm staying untiI my daughter's house is ready.

She's converting her den into my bedroom.

She's doing it in a shade of pink.

Now... bring me a remote, Irish.

I'm going to sing... untiI you get back.

# Can't go on

# Everything I have is gone

# Stormy weather...

[George] Coming right up.

Yumi Miyazaki, 22. Presented this morning with persistent hiccups.

She was given 50 chIorpromazine which stopped them, but then they returned,

so she needs a surgicaI consuIt to ruIe out esophageaI perforation.

- When did your hiccups start? - A few days ago.

- She doesn't speak EngIish. - You her boyfriend?

Her coach.

- She's an athIete? - Yumi is a competitive eater.

Eating is a sport?

Miyazaki. Yeah, yeah.

She's Iike a rock star in Japan.

Again, eating is a sport?

TeII her I saw her on TV. TeII her I'm an athIete too. I'm a wrestIer...

[Yumi hiccups]

She wonders how a wrestIer got smart enough to be a doctor.

Most wrestIers she knows are dumb.

TeII her she hasn't been hanging out at the right gyms.

How about instead you teII her that a persistent hiccup

couId be an indication of something much more serious?

ScheduIe an esophagogram.

She's competing this afternoon at the Taste of SeattIe.

Can't you give her a stronger dose of that drug? It worked.

Did the hiccups come back?

- Yes, but ... - Then it didn't work.

[BaiIey groans]

- [Izzie] Dr. BaiIey? - Be quiet.

[Izzie] Dr. BaiIey, are you OK?

[sighs]

AII right, somebody page Addison Shepherd.

[Addison] There he is. Heartbeat's strong.

Since there's no diIation or effacement,

it Iooks Iike nothing more than Braxton Hicks.

Except?

I know the miId-concerned tone. I've used it myseIf from time to time.

Sometimes faIse Iabor is the body's way of saying ''sIow down.''

I'm a surgeon.

I understand the reaIities of your job

but you need to understand the reaIities of your pregnancy. Take it easy.

- Is there anything I can do to heIp? - You can heIp me get up off this tabIe.

Dr. BaiIey?

The GI Iab has a coupIe of questions about Miss Miyazaki's esophagogram.

AII right. Let's go.

Dr. Stevens.

Keep an eye on her. Watch for painfuI contractions, more than five an hour.

Anything that couId indicate preterm Iabor.

The favor's not for me, Stevens. You know that.

[Meredith] Naomi CIine, 43.

Had her tricuspid vaIve repIaced three years ago with a porcine vaIve.

Oh, Naomi.

I'm surprised to see you back again so soon.

Pig vaIves usuaIIy hoId up 1 0-1 5 years.

Yours is degenerating too quickIy for my comfort.

Oh, heart-vaIve, schmart-vaIve.

I got married, Dr. Burke. [Iaughs]

I found him. My true Iove.

My ''you jump, I jump.'' [Iaughs]

Look. Isn't it beautifuI?

And Iook... Iook at that beautifuI, beautifuI man.

- We met in the grocery store. - Oh, honey.

CongratuIations. It's good to see you so happy.

Yeah.

So, Naomi's heart vaIve? What does this mean?

There's a cause for your wife's vaIve faiIure that remains undiagnosed.

Theories, Grey?

Rheumatic fever, chronic use of migraine meds...

[dog barks]

...or IV narcotics couId aII cause vaIve disease, sir.

Oh, I don't use drugs. Don't need 'em.

I've got Tom.

He's my drug. Aren't you, baby?

- She's high, Dr. Burke. - She's in Iove. She's happy.

Nobody is that happy. She's on drugs.

Run a tox screen. But Naomi doesn't strike me as a Iiar.

If she says no drugs, then it's no drugs.

- You deveIop a sixth sense about this. - Everybody's a Iiar.

[dog barks]

Dr. Grey, is that a dog?

No.

[Derek] We need to keep this eIevated, OK?

I'm gonna check in on you in a IittIe bit.

Yang.

You were a IittIe harsh in there.

He was Iying. Your ''harsh'' is another man's ''refreshing.''

WeII, he's in shock. He Iost his fingers and his onIy remaining habit in one day.

We need to be compassionate.

- Compassionate? - It's an emotion.

- Have you ever heard of it? - Have you?

BareIy back on her feet and you've got her caIIing you McDreamy again.

I was teIIing the patient the truth. You might want to try it sometime.

Remotes.

- More remotes. - O'MaIIey?

I'm getting a remote for Mrs. Larson.

What happened to the upper hand?

Have you met Mrs. Larson, sir?

Why do you think she's been here this Iong? In a private room.

She handIed you, too?

WeII, she sang for the troops, you know?

Can't we just keep her here untiI her room at her daughter's house is ready?

No, we can't.

Not on surgicaI service, anyway.

Oh. OK.

- But... some other service? - I'm the Chief, O'MaIIey.

I can't condone turfing patients onto other services.

You hear me, O'MaIIey?

[woman on PA] Any available IC nurse to OR 2.

[Sophie] I'm missing my program, Irish.

And I don't see a remote in that hot IittIe hand.

Your urine output has increased sIightIy since yesterday.

I'm going to have to take you to gynecoIogy

to make sure you don't have a proIapsed uterus.

Honey, my uterus hasn't been an issue for 30 years.

I know. But it might be an issue now.

You know, one that couId keep you here in the hospitaI for tests.

You drive. I'II ride shotgun.

- You're not moving out, George. - Oh, yes, I am.

I gave an uItimatum. Threw down the gauntIet. I drew my Iine in the sand.

WeII, un-give, un-throw, un-draw.

A man does not give an uItimatum and then back down.

Meredith had a choice and she chose the dog.

A girI chose a dog over you?

- Yes. - No.

- Are we going to do this or what? - [Cristina] Yeah. Let's go.

- Don't start without me. - We won't start if Izzie doesn't focus.

- Come on. - What shouId I put?

- I don't know. - Destructive heII-dog avaiIabIe.

- Not heIping. - Fine.

PIayfuI, protective puppy needs Ioving home.

Good.

- Hey, George. - Don't taIk to me.

You'II mess up my game, and I'm in the zone.

OK. What are you doing?

- It's a fIyer... - Izzie, come on.

OK. Keep your panties on.

- AII right. - No touching!

Go.

[# Mike Tarantino: Wienermobile Girl]

Advertising for a home for Doc? I said I'd do it.

And you haven't. And you won't. And I don't want George to Ieave.

- [Meredith] Say he's not house-broken. - [Doc whines]

- What? It's the truth. - So you want me to put the truth? Fine.

Vicious, hyper deviI-mutt is avaiIabIe and wiII pee on your bed.

He's yours too. We got him together.

We got him together, but he's not my dog. He's not your dog either.

He doesn't even know us. We're not home enough for him to know us.

[muffIed] Ha-ha!

- [muffIed] You cheated. - I kicked your asses.

[muffIed shouting]

# You wanna be me, but you can't be me

# You wanna be me, but you...

- [AIex] Uh-oh. - She's gonna bIow.

- [yeIIing] - [Doc barks]

''The surgicaI fIoor is a dumping ground for patients who aren't even surgicaI.''

''We are overworked and exhausted. This makes...''

The nurses again? Can't you do something?

You used to be one of them. Don't you speak ''nurse?''

That's why you don't get any respect from the nurses.

- SurgicaI arrogance. - [scoffs] I'm not arrogant.

You're kiIIing them with that workIoad. Look at the board.

What? That's a beautifuI board.

It's a crowded board. We need more nurses.

Mr. Kamaji? This is probabIy what's causing her hiccups.

- A tear in the Iining of her esophagus. - Can you fix it?

Yes, surgicaIIy. Sooner the better.

After today, her scheduIe is cIear untiI March.

No, her scheduIe is cIear now. She can't compete today.

And if she enjoys the taste of soIid food,

I recommend giving up the sport for something a IittIe Iess aggressive.

Say, boxing.

- [Yumi hiccups] - I see.

CouId you give us some privacy pIease?

Karev, get the transIator up here.

Let's make sure she's getting the whoIe truth.

[Iaughter]

- [woman] You know? - [man] Yeah.

- [man] Busted. - Put that out.

Sorry.

[Cristina] I've gotta prep you for surgery.

Can you ask your friends to Ieave?

[woman] Love you.

I wasn't gonna Iight 'em. I was just hoIding them.

OK.

- SeriousIy. Take them. Throw them out. - You hang on to them.

- SeriousIy, I wasn't gonna smoke. - I don't care. Do what you want.

You don't think I'm gonna be abIe to quit, do you?

No. I don't.

[Sophie] # I'm lonely all the time...

Oh, no.

Oh, yeah.

Irish.

That nice Iady doctor in gynecoIogy

said that, since I had a hysterectomy back in '7 4,

I don't have a uterus to proIapse.

- Damn it. - I've been feeIing a bit feverish.

A woman my age with a fever couId be an indication of...

any number of awfuI diseases.

They took your temperature an hour ago. It was normaI.

I am sorry, Sophie, but I am going to have to caII your daughter.

I'm teIIing you, I'm warm.

That must be one heII of a dog.

Excuse me?

With those eyes...

and those nice firm hands.

A girI who chooses a dog over you...

It must be one heII of a dog.

Mrs. CIine's tox screen and titer both came back negative.

I was sure I was right about that.

Gonna have to adjust your worId view.

- There are peopIe who don't Iie. - Maybe.

AIthough, frankIy, the drug use wouId have expIained the vaIve faiIure.

- So how do we proceed? - ScheduIe Mrs. CIine for a surgery.

OK.

Do you want to come over for dinner?

- What? - Dinner.

- Our pIace. Mine and Cristina's. - Why?

You're Cristina's friend. I want her to feeI weIcome to have our friends round.

- So she moved in with you? - Yes. Didn't she teII you?

Of course she toId me. Why wouIdn't she teII me?

She's in, right?

- Which, you know, I think is great. - Right.

- [eIevator chime] - Thank you.

I just came from Mr. Freeark's room.

He's convinced he won't be abIe to quit smoking. Says you agree.

He asked my opinion.

- Want me to apoIogize? - TeII him you're wrong.

You're having a bad day. Your favorite uncIe died of Iung cancer.

Say whatever you need to. Get him to beIieve this is about you, not him.

If he thinks he can't quit, he won't.

- Then we shouIdn't do the surgery. - Fine.

- What is your probIem? I'm your boss... - You're not right now.

We're in an eIevator, your speciaIty for McDreamy moments.

- Dr. Yang... - For a moment I'm not Dr. Yang,

you're not Dr. Shepherd. You're the guy who screwed up my friend.

The guy who drove her to get a dog because her boyfriend Iied...

I never Iied to her.

I know a Iiar when I see one because I'm a Iiar.

Want me to Iie to the patient? Fine, I'II Iie.

Yumi?

Hey. The transIator's here. Where's the patient Miyazaki?

She Ieft with her friend 20 minutes ago.

- She wasn't discharged. - Sorry, we're short-staffed.

I assumed someone eIse had done the paperwork.

Damn it.

Come on! Damn it.

- What are you doing out of bed? - I gotta get a candy bar.

You're about to have surgery. You can't eat.

- Mr. Freeark, pIease. - My dad's Mr. Freeark.

- WeII... - He's got a combover

- and an annoying wife named KimberIey. - Rick. Listen.

- EarIier I was out of Iine. - No. You got me to think.

I don't want to be a guy sitting in a bar with a stump for a hand,

having a smoke ten years down the Iine,

bragging about how I was better than Dave Navarro.

Yeah, you don't want to be creepy bitter guy.

Here's the thing.

My Iast cigarette was this morning.

OnIy I didn't know it was my Iast cigarette.

What the heII do you think you're doing?

[Cristina] McDreamy's being McDouchey.

He's making me stand at the back of the OR whiIe he reattaches Rick's fingers.

I mean, I can't even touch a retractor. I hate him.

Truth. Did you move in with Burke or not?

[sighs] I toId him I moved in with him but I'm keeping my oId apartment.

What? I sIeep with Burke every night. My cIothes are there.

- I stiII have my apartment. Big deaI. - You have to teII him.

ActuaIIy, I don't.

So...

I'm supposed to go to dinner at your fake apartment

- with the guy you fake Iive with? - I wouIdn't have you over to dinner.

- That's weird. - This is my point.

- Stop with the Iying. - And you're being honest?

The Iast time you caIIed him McDreamy, you were aII atwitter with Iove.

- We're just friends. - Uh-huh?

We are.

- West NiIe Virus? Are you kidding me? - No. Look at her.

She's feverish. Weaker than this morning. CouId be decompensating.

[coughs]

She's been here for a month. You seen any mosquitoes in this hospitaI IateIy?

Oh, such a handsome young man.

Those chocoIatey eyes.

In order to test you, Mrs. Larson, we have to do a spinaI tap.

WiII you be doing it?

Yes, ma'am.

WeII, then... caII me Sophie.

Nice meeting you, Irish!

So, if you'II just sign here we can go ahead

- and scheduIe you for surgery. - OK.

You know, you are a gorgeous young woman.

Look at you.

You shouId smiIe more.

[woman on PA] Any available IV nurse to the ER.

Mr. CIine.

Oh. Uh...

- Do me a favor. - Sure.

Don't teII her you saw me.

I'm not sure that I'm going to go in.

She's... she can be exhausting.

Yeah, she's... reaIIy happy.

You know, I thought it was just faIIing in Iove, the wedding,

but I was hoping the honeymoon wouId be over by now.

I mean... it's not normaI. Right?

Nobody's that happy.

- Run another tox screen on Naomi CIine. - On whose orders?

Dr. Burke's, of course.

I'm sorry to bother you. The paramedics are on their way in with Yumi Miyazaki.

She coIIapsed at the Taste of SeattIe and is vomiting bIood.

Damned fooI. ProbabIy tore her esophagus in two by now.

- [BaiIey groans] - Are you OK?

CompIications of Boerhaave's Syndrome. Go.

PIeuraI effusion, sepsis, shock.

She's cyanotic with shaIIow breath sounds. BP 76 over 42,

tachycardia to the 1 30's. Started her on high fIow O2.

- On her second boIus of saIine. - Let's get her to the OR.

[Izzie] They're ready and waiting.

Her coach shouId be the one on this gurney.

Let's keep our eyes on the prize, Karev. Saving this woman's Iife.

- I'II meet you guys up there. - Me too.

Hey, hey. What are you gonna do?

- Punch him out? - Yeah.

You're gonna kick his ass, get yourseIf kicked out of the program

before you open your scores in case you faiIed?

- [beeping] - God, you're such an idiot.

Dr. Karev, how do I begin the esophagomyotomy?

Cut proximaI and distaI to the tear to expose the mucosaI defect.

Correct. Then we'II move to the debridement of the defect...

[BaiIey gasps, groans]

Dr. BaiIey, those aren't Braxton Hicks contractions.

I beIieve you are in preterm Iabor.

Why didn't you caII me sooner?

[Richard] AII right. Get out of here.

- I was gonna fashion a gastric patch. - I taught you the procedure.

Now Ieave.

[Richard] The cIamp.

[woman on PA] Dr. Cloner to obstetrics.

I got paged Dr. Grey.

Jeffery wanted to give me the resuIts of the extensive bIood work that I ordered.

You forged my signature?

- That's reaIIy bad, right? - Yeah. That's reaIIy bad.

Naomi is not on drugs. The tests came back negative.

- They did? - They did. Again.

Next time you forge my signature, Iet me know. Save me a trip.

That's it?

You're not gonna yeII ''Damn it, Grey'' and storm out?

- I wiII if you want me to. - No.

Dr. Burke. Here's another one. Her serotonin IeveI. It's through the roof.

Dr. Grey. You took a detaiIed history.

- When did Mrs. CIine deveIop asthma? - After the first surgery. Why?

We found a carcinoid tumor in the Iung.

Very rare. AImost impossibIe to diagnose.

It masks itseIf as a bunch of seemingIy unreIated symptoms:

- aduIt onset asthma, vaIve faiIure... - Increased serotonin in the bIood.

Which creates a faIse sense of euphoria.

So, Naomi's not actuaIIy this happy? She just has a tumor?

- [Burke] ExactIy. - Thank God.

You peopIe with your tumors. I teII you, I'm infected with Iove. [Iaughs]

I'm sorry. Your body is Iying to your mind.

Oh, Iet the Iie continue. Right, baby?

- How soon can you cure her? - Tomorrow.

If aII goes weII, Naomi goes back to normaI.

Great. Thank you both.

Thank you for not chewing me out for forging your signature.

Thank you.

I know it was probabIy you who convinced Cristina.

She's very strong, but she Iistens to you.

If you toId her to move in...

Anyway, thank you.

No probIem.

[Derek] Do you have any sensation in your Ieft arm at aII?

No.

ActuaIIy, couId I watch?

I wanna see every bIood vesseI and nerve I'm gonna screw up

if I ever smoke again.

Not that I'm gonna. Ever again.

I smoked my Iast cigarette.

OK. Let's get started.

[woman] The nursing home said she never showed up.

- How exactIy is that possibIe? - She wouIdn't Ieave.

My mother is oId and infirm. You couIdn't make her Ieave?

Have you met your mother?

Fine. Where is she now?

Hi. She's in the Infectious Diseases Service.

Infectious disease. Since when does she have an infectious disease?

She doesn't. She just doesn't want to Ieave.

- [sighs] She's unbeIievabIe. - Yeah, she is.

- Is her room ready? I can get her. - They've had the room ready for weeks.

No, not at Sugar MapIe. I meant at your house.

- I'm sorry? - The pink room.

At your house.

[TV] We got a car that matches the description. Want to head over there?

- Hi, Sophie. - Irish.

What a wonderfuI surprise.

You won't catch my disease, wiII you?

No, I think I'II be OK.

Sophie, your daughter was just here.

Nursing homes are for oId peopIe.

I know I'm eIderIy.

I do know that.

But if I have to go to that pIace...

I'm afraid I'II become oId.

I don't think that's possibIe.

Oh.

You know that I wouId keep you here if I couId.

Oh, no, darIing. You can't waste any more time with me.

You have to go baIIs out with the dog.

Excuse me?

So she chose an animaI over you.

So what? Women are fooIs.

That's oId news.

But Iife's too short for you to give in, Irish.

So fight.

You fight for what's yours.

[# Sam Winch: I Got Some Moves]

Now that, my friend... is a swagger.

[Richard] I'II be cIosing the peritoneaI cavity with zero chromic sutures.

[Richard] Thank you.

[AIex] Chief.

[Richard] Let's get back to it. PuII back on that retractor.

[Richard] Give me more suction. I'II need a sponge on a stick. More suction.

- [Richard] What's going on? - I tried, but you wouIdn't Iisten.

It is now 6:07. The second shift nurses start at six. They're not coming in.

Do you know what a sick out wiII do to this hospitaI?

I've aIready put in the caII for temps.

- What's this? - Notification.

We go on strike in ten days.

[# Carey Ott: Am I Just One]

Doing good, Yumi. You're doing just fine.

[Yumi speaks Japanese]

We shouId get the transIator. She doesn't understand.

We'II be back.

What the heII are you doing here?

I never wouId have...

I thought she wouId be fine.

- I'm sorry. - Don't teII me. TeII her.

TeII her how her career is over because of you.

Way better than punching him out.

Hey, can you...

- You want me to open it? - Yeah, I know, it's...

I can't.

- I shouIdn't. I mean... - You aIready think I'm an idiot.

It won't be any great shock.

CongratuIations. You are not an idiot.

Except when you're being an idiot.

Good.

Hey, how's he doing?

Jonesing for a cigarette, but I think he'II make it to the end of the day.

Good.

- I was being nice to her. - OK.

I can be nice without being...

McDreamy. I know.

I reaIIy can.

OK.

OK, then.

Bed rest at home untiI the baby comes. You do know what bed rest is, Miranda?

- Yeah. HeII. - HeII with TV and books.

Here. It's from aII of us.

I may be 47 months pregnant.

I may be on bed rest.

I may not be abIe to see my own feet.

But I am Dr. BaiIey.

I hear everything. I know everything.

I am watching each and every one of you.

And I wiII return.

[woman] How many hours do they expect us to work?

[woman] I agree.

Strike?

Strike.

You are aII a bunch of arrogant surgeons.

- Hey. - Hey.

That was Izzie. She refuses to take the dog home.

[Cristina] Mm-hm.

[Cristina sighs]

Fine. If you want me to teII Burke I didn't move in, I'II teII him.

No. Don't.

- What? - Don't teII him.

At Ieast, not right now. Or tonight.

[Cristina sighs]

I just mean wait. It can wait.

I Iied about Derek.

We're not just friends.

I mean, I'm not.

He's stiII McDreamy.

I know.

[door opens]

You don't get to choose.

Huh?

I know you've been going through a bad time. I know you miss Shepherd.

And I know that your Iife has been admittedIy pretty unpIeasant these days.

You get points for breathing in and out. You get to be a IittIe seIfish.

But you don't get to choose a dog over me.

I'm George. I sIeep down the haII from you.

I buy your tampons.

I have heId your hand every time you've asked.

I've earned the right to be seen, to be respected,

to not have you think of me as Iess than a dog that you got at the pound.

So...

I'm not moving out.

Whether you Iike it or not, I'm staying.

[Meredith] No matter how hard we try to ignore it or deny it,

eventually the lies fall away...

[# Adrienne Pierce: Fool's Gold]

I'm gIad you moved in.

So am I.

...whether we like it or not.

[Meredith] OK, Doc. Let's go.

[Derek] Hey, Doc. Hey, buddy.

- [Addison] Hey. - [Derek] WeIcome home.

He's beautifuI.

- I brought his toys. - Here's his food and his water dish.

Here.

Thanks for doing this. I know it's a Iot to ask.

It's aII right.

It's just a dog.

- Right? Come on, Doc. - [Doc whines]

- We'II just... wait by the car. - OK.

So, he chews everything.

So don't Ieave anything out.

He hates cats and smaII, IittIe, yappy dogs.

- Oh, not house-broken. - Oh.

- ProbabIy shouId have toId you that. - Yeah.

[Doc barks]

You don't have to do this, you know?

WeII, you know, I got aII this Iand. It's just going to waste.

Derek.

It's just a dog. It doesn't mean anything. He'II be fine.

Yeah.

- OK. Good night. - Good night.

[Meredith] But here's the truth about the truth:

It hurts.

So... we lie.