Cut to Webber coming out of a door. George is waiting.
Webber: O’Malley. How’s Mackie?
George: Fine. Sir, actually, that’s what I want to talk to you about. I-I kind of think that – we – uh, me, and the other interns, we think – we’re – we’re not –
Webber: O’Malley, I’m not getting any younger.
George: We found Mackie a liver.
Meredith: We are so going to hell.
We see that Cristina, Izzie and Meredith are watching George and Webber from down the hall.
Meredith: Burke is sending us straight to hell.
Cristina: On an express train.
Izzie: If it works.
Alex comes up.
Alex: What’re you doing?
Izzie, Meredith and Cristina in unison: Nothing.
Alex sees them watching George and Webber. Burke walks past and Webber stops him, starts talking to him.
Izzie: (grinning) Yes.
Webber is gone and Burke looks at George, who leaves immediately. He turns to look at them.
Cristina: Oh, crap.
They hurry away. Alex stays, and when Burke turns to leave, goes after him.
Alex: Dr. Burke! Dr. Burke!
Cut to open heart surgery. Alex is assisting Burke.
Alex: Excellent work, sir, excellent.
Burke: Flawless. It’s a shame he’s brain dead, if he wasn’t, he’d be on his feet in a few days.
Alex: I’m amazed at what skill your hands have, it’s …
Cristina: (watching with Izzie, Meredith and George) I seriously hate that guy.
Meredith: Alex is vermin. That surgery is ours.
Izzie: At least Burke is doing the surgery. I don’t care about Alex. George? You did good.
George: I’m going to have to dodge Burke for the rest of my career. He could kill me and make it look like an accident.
Woman: (entering) The police called. They’ve identified your John Doe, his wife is on the way.
Cut to Izzie watching the John Doe. Derek brings a young woman into the room.
Woman: Oh my god. Kevin…
Derek: It’s okay to…
Woman: Oh my god.
Derek: This is Dr. Stevens.
Izzie and the woman nod.
Derek: If you have any questions, please, please call me. (leaves)
Woman: Is there still a chance?
Izzie: We can hold off till morning, but if there’s still no change, we’d…we’d like to talk to you about organ donation.
Cut to Webber going to see Mackie. George is in the background.
Webber: (shaking Mackie’s shoulder lightly) Mackie? How’re we treating you?
Mackie: Oh, fine. Except that beautiful boy won’t let me smoke. You should reprimand him. Make him change bedpans.
Webber: (laughing) Mackie. That beautiful boy may have found you a liver.
Mackie stops smiling, glances up at Webber and then to George. His faces begins to break up and he looks away, trying desperately not to cry while Webber pats his shoulder. George leaves.
Cut to Meredith in civvies, at her locker. Her pager’s beeping. Alex bursts in.
Alex: God, I smell good. You know what it is? (turns to Meredith) It’s the smell of open heart surgery. (breathes in deeply) It’s awesome. It is awesome. You gotta smell me (coming up behind Meredith and leaning onto her)
Meredith: I don’t want to smell you.
Alex: (nuzzling her hair) Oh, yes you do.
Meredith: (turning around and grabbing him, pushing him against the lockers by his shirt) You have got to be kidding me! Okay. I have more important things to deal with than you. I have roommates, and boy problems, and family problems. (Alex yawns and glances around) You want to act like a little frat boy bitch, that’s fine. You want to take credit for your saves, and everybody else’s? That’s fine too. Just stay out of my face. (Derek opens the door, Meredith grabs Alex by the chin, making him look at her) And for the record, you smell like crap.
She turns and they both see Derek. Meredith goes back to her locker. Derek motions as if to say, what happened?
Alex: She attacked me.
Meredith moves to really attack him
Derek: Meredith, Meredith, Meredith! (Derek grabs her arms and she lets him push her back) You know, you might want to leave. Before I change my mind and let her beat you to a pulp with her tiny ineffectual fists.
He pushes Alex out the door and closes it while Alex pulls a face at Meredith. Derek sighs. Meredith looks at him.
Meredith: Nothing. (pulls out a jacket) It’s just...(gives him a long look. He nods a little, encouragingly) Nothing.
She closes her locker and makes as if to leave, he opens the door for her and she looks at him again for a few seconds, then strides away. He looks upward and sighs.
Cut to Meredith entering her apartment. Izzie and George are going through video tapes.
Izzie: Ooh, this one is skin grafting!
George: Skin grafting? No way! I’ve never seen that done before.
Meredith: Are those my mother’s surgical tapes?
George: We should watch the skin grafting one first.
Meredith: Where did all this stuff come from?
Izzie: Oh, I unpacked some of your mother’s things. I was upset, and when I’m upset I like to nest.
Meredith stares, then starts taking pictures down.
Izzie: Ooh! Hemipelvectomy.
George: I think we should watch this one first.
Meredith: No. No. We’re not watching my mother’s surgery tapes, we’re not unpacking boxes, and we’re not having long conversations where we celebrate the moments of our lives. And use a coaster!
George: …I ordered Chinese food.
Meredith: (going upstairs) I hate Chinese food!
Izzie and George exchange looks and giggle.
Cut to Cristina and Meredith walking towards the hospital.
Meredith: They’re everywhere. All the time. Izzie’s all perky, and George does this thing where he’s helpful and considerate, they share food and they say things and they move things, and they breathe. (whimpers) They’re like happy.
Cristina: Kick them out.
Meredith: I can’t kick them out. They just moved in. I asked them to move in.
Cristina: So what, you’re just going to repress everything into some deep dark twisted place until one day you snap and kill them?
Cristina: This is why we are friends.
Alex comes up behind them as they enter the hospital.
Alex: Why is the Nazi making us stay in the Pit two days in a row?
Meredith: Gotta get the cyclists who were too drunk or too stupid or too scared to get themselves to a hospital yesterday.
Alex: While meanwhile, she gets to do a freakin’ organ harvest.
Cristina: Oh, that kills you, doesn’t it?
Cristina: That two women got the harvest.
Alex: No, it kills me that anyone got the harvest but me. Boobs do not factor into this equation. Unless you want to show me yours.
Meredith and Cristina exchange looks. They’re waiting for the elevator.
Meredith: I’m going to become a lesbian.
Cristina: Me too.
The elevator dings but they go for the stairs.
Cut to Cristina talking to Kevin’s wife and little girl.
Cristina: This form simply says that you consent to the donation of your husband’s major organs – heart, lungs, liver and kidneys. (The woman signs) Now I need to ask you a few questions. Are you willing to donate his corneas?
Mrs. Davidson: You want his eyes?
Cristina: Um, corneal transplants can give someone back their sight.
Mrs Davidson: I suppose that’s okay. (signs)
Shot of the little girl and then of Bailey, who’s leaning against the wall looking a little sad.
Cristina: What about his skin?
Mrs Davidson: What? (trying to hold it together)
Cristina: It’s used to help burn victims.
Mrs Davidson: You want to cut off his skin? What about the funeral? You want me to have a funeral, and have people look at him, have his daughter look at her father and he doesn’t have any skin? (voice breaking up) It’s his skin.
Cristina leaves the room. The mother and daughter hug; Bailey goes after Cristina.
Bailey: What are you doing?
Cristina: I’m not a people person.
Bailey: No kidding.
Cristina: I-I can’t do that, I can’t talk to the families of patients, I’m sorry.
Bailey: What’s his name?
Bailey: The patient. What’s his name?
Cristina: Kevin Davidson.
Bailey: Remember that. Not gorked guy, not John Doe, Kevin Davidson. He’s someone’s husband. Someone’s son. Not a collection of body parts for you to harvest, a person. Now no one said this was easy.
Cristina re-enters the room and we see her start to talk again.
Cut to George examining Mackie.
Mackie: I owe you George.
George: No, you don’t owe me anything. I’m just happy we found a liver.
Mackie: Well, when I get out of here, how about I take you and my new liver out for a night on the town? What do you say?
George: Uh, Mr. Mackie, no offense or anything, um, you’re, very handsome, but I, um, I’m not – I mean, you’re not my type, because…you’re a man.
Mackie: (laughing) George, I never thought you were guy.
George: You didn’t?
Mackie: Oh, child, please. You? Gay? I’m sick, George, not blind.
Mackie: Because dying is a get-out-of-jail-free card. I can be as bold as I want, and there’s nothing anybody can say about it. So I flirt. Haven’t you ever been attracted to someone you know you couldn’t have?
George: Well – at – no.
Mackie: What’s her name.
George: There’s no – I’m not – you know, this is really, uh, not…Meredith.
Mackie: Meredith. To be young and in love. (holds out a hand, but George doesn’t take it) Let’s go get that –
George: No, I didn’t – (Mackie holds up a hand)
Cut to organ harvest preparation with Izzie, Cristina, the patient and Burke.
Burke: I never liked harvesting.
Burke: Like I said, I’m a surgeon. I save lives. This ends one.
Izzie: I know you tried, so no hard feelings, okay?
Cristina looks at her.
Izzie: I was just…
Burke: You were saying goodbye.
Cut to Meredith and Alex working in Trauma. Viper is waiting in a chair.
Meredith: What’s Viper doing here?
Alex: Probably crashed his bike. Again.
Meredith: How long has he been waiting?
Alex: Don’t know, I’m busy on real cases. He’s all yours.
Meredith: Viper? Viper?
Viper is holding his side and not looking at her. He starts to cough.
Meredith: Are you okay?
He tries to get up and she runs to him, but he falls. He’s unconscious and blood is coming out of his mouth.
She lifts up his shirt. His stitches have ripped open and the area around them has swelled up to the size of a small melon.
Cut to Viper on a gurney. Meredith is sitting on top, trying to hold his wound closed, and talking to a nurse. Alex is there.
Meredith: Call up to the OR and tell them we’re coming. Page Dr. Bailey.
Nurse: Right away.
Alex is staring at Viper, hands on hips, a bit stunned.
Meredith: Alex! Push the damn gurney!
Nurse: Clear the way. Coming through.
Alex: Somebody get the elevator!
Meredith: Hurry. I don’t know how long I can keep this wound closed.
Elevator doors close. They watch the level numbers light up.
Meredith: Move faster, damnit.
They arrive and go into the OR. Meredith is still straddling Viper.
Bailey: Well, this is a new one. Somebody get her off my patient. (Meredith climbs down) Meredith, go get cleaned up and scrub in, Alex, get back downstairs.
Alex: Yeah, but I helped.
Bailey: Helped! They tell me down in the Pit that you only want to take the hot cases. In every pack of interns there’s always one fool that’s running around trying to show off, and Alex, this time that fool is you. Get out. (he leaves) Somebody get me something to stand on, lower this table. The mountain’s going to have to come to me.
Cut to Mackie going into surgery.
Anaesthetist: Count backwards from ten for me.
Mackie: You’re a good friend. The best.
Webber: Shut up and count backwards already, Mack.
Cut to Izzie and Cristina scrubbing in.
Izzie: I’m not going to stay.
Cristina: It’s your job. You have to.
Izzie: You’re better at this part than me. I don’t want to watch him get taken apart. Look at the vultures. Waiting to pick him clean.
Cristina: Every last one of them represents someone, somewhere, who’s going to live because of Kevin. (and I swear to God, Meredith says the next bit. Editing goof; she’s not there) Here. Put it on.
Webber and Burke enter.
Webber: I’ll be waiting next door when you’re ready. (leaves)
Burke: Where everyone’s waiting. Okay, doctors. Let’s get this over with.
We see them operate. The organs are placed in plastic bags and special sealed containers which look, frankly, like blenders. The liver is placed on ice and George takes it. We see George hand it to Webber, who places it in Mackie. Back to the harvest, and alarmed beeping has commenced. The heart is being removed. Everyone packs up to go, but Izzie remains. Cristina looks back at her.
Cristina: (concerned) Izzie?
Izzie: I’m going to sew him up. For his family.
Cristina helps her. Cut to them walking out to the family.
Cristina: You do it.
Cristina: You do it.
Izzie walks over.
Izzie: Mrs Davidson? He’s ready if you’d like to see him.
We pan past Cristina looking pensive to Viper’s friends, who are also waiting. Bailey and Meredith are walking out to see them.
Bailey: This lovely group’s his friends. Uh, you all belong to – (to Meredith) what’s his name?
Man: Yeah, we were in the race.
Girl: How is he, is he okay?
Bailey: Is he okay? No. No, he is not okay, at all. He hurled his body down a concrete mountain at full speed for no good reason. Yeah, I know you all pierce yourselves and smoke up and generally treat your bodies like your grungy asses can’t break down to A, you want to kill yourselves, flying down a concrete mountain, go to it, but there are other people walking, people driving, people trying live their lives on that concrete mountain, and one of them got his brains scrambled today because one of you little sniffling no-good snot-rag -
Meredith: Doctor Bailey –
Bailey: Yeah, yeah so no, your friend Viper, as far as I’m concerned, is not okay. (stalks off)
Meredith: She’s, um, really tired, but, uh, Viper’s going to make it. He’s gonna live.
Group: Cool. Thanks.
Cut to Meredith packing up her stuff in the locker room. Derek comes in and shuts the door.
Derek: It’s not the chase.
Derek: You and me. It is not the thrill of the chase. It’s not a game. It’s…it’s your tiny ineffectual fists. And your hair.
Meredith: My hair?
Derek: Smells good. And you’re very, very bossy. Keeps me in line.
Meredith: I’m still not going out with you.
Derek: You say that now. (leaves)
Cut to Mackie.
Mackie: How’d it go?
Webber: Very smoothly.
Mackie: Damn. That means I’ll have to quit smoking.
George is there. He grasps Mackie’s hand.
Mackie: Ahhh, the pretty ones always come crawling back.
Meredith VO: There’s another way to survive this competition. A way that no one ever seems to tells you about. (Meredith is leaving for the day. She sees Viper with his friends and they smile at each other) One you have to learn for yourself. Number five: it’s not about the race at all. There are no winners or losers. Victories are counted by the number of lives saved.
Cityscape, then Meredith opening her front door. Izzie, Cristina and George are eating pizza, drinking beer and watching a surgical tape.
Izzie: Okay, this is the best part, watch, this is where she pulls a block of skin down over the face.
George: We were
George: – we were just – Cristina made us.
Cristina looks incredibly unimpressed with that statement.
Meredith VO: And once in a while, if you’re smart, the life you save could be your own.
Meredith: What are we watching? Ooh. (sitting down and taking some popcorn) This is the one where my mother -
Izzie: Literally pulls this guy’s face off!
They watch for a few seconds and then
Cristina: (waving her slice of pizza towards the screen in amazement) Holy crap!
Pan away and fade out.