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.
No, I didn't know. Okay?
No, sorry, I can't do that "I don't know" story anymore.
You knew exactly what was happening. You chose not to see it.
I guess moving to Seattle hasn't changed how quick you are to point a finger.
Excuse me?
You constantly assume that I'm trying to hurt you...
No, you saw me come home from work every night in tears.
You saw me almost throwing 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've been fighting non-stop since he arrived last night.
Yeah, I heard. I almost fell asleep during rounds.
Maybe we should cancel.
We have an empty house. We're having a party.
I don't care if he's her ex-fiance 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 do about it?
Hmm, 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.
Oh, 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.
Yep, 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.
So, what... Is this becoming a thing? Should we cancel dinner?
You know what, 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.
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 you and I
had a civilized, adult dinner without children present?
Let's get out of here while we still can.
Mr. Simms needs neurochecks q two hours,
and Natalia Saki 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.
Yeah.
So, I guess we're the only ones stuck here
while everyone else gets drunk and makes poor decisions.
I hate the ICU.
Well, 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 Saki? I hate you.
Don't hate the player, hate the game.
Okay, now I hate both.
You know, I haven't had a chance to congratulate you
on your partial heart transplant.
That was groundbreaking stuff.
We worked hard on it. Thank you.
Well, you keep this up, you'd be in line for a Catherine Fox Award.
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.
Dr. Pierce. Dr. Webber. I've studied the Ivor Lewis procedure extensively.
I know that the major complications are respiratory and atrial arrhythmias
which can be controlled by amiodarone.
This is an eight-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.
I hope your trip from Coeur d'Alene wasn't too bad.
I still have two months of it. Thanks to him.
And I'm highly caffeinated right now.
Well, we're glad you made it. Dr. Kwan?
Natalia Saki, 32, stage two esophageal cancer
status post neoadjuvant therapy,
admitted for pre-op for an Ivor Lewis procedure first thing in the morning.
Which is?
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.
Look, my painting sold.
The landscape from our camping trip.
- I love that one. How much? - Yeah.
Five hundred.
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 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.
Kwan, Millin, let's start Natalia's preop work-up...
blood work, EKG, chest X-ray...
Um, I definitely need all that before the surgery?
You do. We'll be back in a bit.
Babe, don't worry, we'll figure out a way to pay for it.
It's okay.
It's my fault?
Look, I hate that they kicked you out.
Promise you I hate it more!
Still so competitive!
Oh...
Hey.
Come here.
Trey, I was broken. I felt...
broken.
But I am sorry I disappeared...
I'm sorry. I should've chased after you.
I wanted to. I should've.
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.
Ben, Bailey. Enter at your own risk.
Come on in. Look at that.
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.
I heard there was some fires down in south Seattle. Have you been on those?
No. We have a little girl now, so I sit the crazy stuff out.
That never stopped Owen.
Please excuse her. She's exhausted
after one day at the job that you and I did for years.
-Wine? - By wine, can you mean bourbon?
Good idea. Yeah.
Cheese and crackers on the coffee table.
Fantastic. I'd love a bite.
What?
Chest X-ray is normal, coags, CBC, CMP all look good.
Great. Let's start on her bowel prep...
Help!
I was just finishing her EKG and she just started seizing.
Okay, let's get her on her side.
Blood glucose was normal, so it can't be that.
Sats are 92 on room air. I checked her airway, there's no vomit.
Let's get 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're going to find out.
Let's load her with Keppra and lorazepam.
Kwan, take Elliot out and page neuro.
- Let's hurry. - I love you, Natalia.
Let's go.
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. - All right. A bed?
- Uh-huh. No duvet cover though. - That's it. I'm canceling.
Okay. Crap. I gotta go.
- I'll see you tomorrow. - Okay.
Oh, hey. You're still here. Awesome.
Uh, would you take Scout for a bit?
I was on my way with him and I just got paged
for a consult on a Grand Mal seizure.
I was on my way home and I got egged by a couple of angry Tanked fans.
-Seriously? - Based on how tonight's going,
I could use some time with my only fan.
Okay, it should not take long.
You have fun with Daddy, okay? Bye.
Can anyone help me?
Please. I need help.
I'm a surgeon. At least for now. Here.
My stupid wife promised she'd be back from trial
before I went into labor.
I take it that didn't happen?
Okay. All right, just breathe.
I will page OB and... Oh, thank God.
Hi! So sorry. You must be Whitney.
Okay, let's get you upstairs. Thank you, Dr. Lincoln, I'll take it from here.
I can't let go.
I can't let go. I'm sorry,
but my anxiety hovers around an eight when I'm not in labor.
You'd mind if I bring a plus-one?
-Fine by me. - Sure. Okay. Great.
Okay. Okay. Let's do this.
Levi.
Levi!
-Push one of epi and atropine! - Hey!
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 wanna know what time I got up this morning? Noon.
I shouldn't even be here.
Like it or not, I'm a manager now. And boundaries are important.
You're where fun goes to die.
Hey! You came!
Nice house. 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.
Go find someone to talk to. Anyone.
Do you mind getting us some drinks?
- For you? - Yeah.
Coming right up.
Hey.
Can we talk?
I don't know if now is the best time.
Look, I'm sorry about last night.
Trey showing up was... unexpected.
Does he know about you and I...
No, of course not.
Whiskey Ginger.
You remember last New Year's Eve?
I might've went a little hard on the Whiskey Gingers.
Might not have made it to midnight.
Rookie move.
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...
Natalia's esophageal cancer has 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 the consent forms.
You know, you might as well go home and get some rest.
I have no place better to be.
- You sure? - Yeah. Give Catherine my best.
Whitney, you're six centimeters dilated. You're having this baby.
No one really tells you how much this hurts.
Mother... 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 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
that 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.
Okay, Whitney. Just breathe.
What?
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.
But they seem cool.
Even though they're not quite your caliber.
No. Don't judge my people.
They're your people now?
I mean... Yeah, they kinda are.
Come on. You were the top of your class in every class you've ever been.
You're top-tier.
I'm sorry, but these? These are not your people.
- Trey, I swear to God... - No, you're only mad
because you know it's true.
Grey Sloan isn't the program you 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 can have it all back, Simone.
We can have us back. We can 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.
Forty-five. Know what he was doing?
- Do we want to know? - Shaving.
Sorry. Sorry. Manscaping.
His chest. He's going out for swim team.
Ah...
Pru might be a threenager, but at least she doesn't hog the bathroom.
She's been angling for a dog.
That's all we need, right?
Little puppy teeth nipping at her fingers and toes.
Here we are, kid-free finally, and we're still talking about kids.
- Who wants to talk about adult stuff? - I do.
Okay. Bailey, how's the clinic?
Busy. We can hardly keep up with the demand.
How's the medical license?
Still suspended. But yeah, 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.
No, don't be silly. Teddy's got it, right?
Right.
So, 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.
And if you need another surgery after that,
- I'll take on more guitar students... - Come on. Stop!
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 two got the only health insurance we could afford
and we thought we're gonna be fine.
But now we're buried in debt.
I'm going to die and leave the love of my life poor and homeless.
You two should get a divorce.
It's not funny.
No, that 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?
Well, you look...
You look perfect.
What?
To me, you kinda always look perfect.
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, you look like
a person who's about to solve a big mystery.
Like a person who's gonna figure everything out.
- Simone, may I come in? - No.
Baby, I'm sorry for what I said. I love you.
I'm sorry, I'm trying to get this right and I keep getting it wrong.
Baby, please.
Trey, can you just give me a minute, okay? Can we talk later?
I've never loved anyone the way that I love you.
I can't see my life with anyone else.
I know I'm a snob. I know I'm an ass.
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. So...
We were engaged. We had a whole life. He knows my family.
My dad loves him, my grandmother loves him...
Do you love him?
Because if you love him, you should go talk to him.
Are you serious?
Yeah, well, if you love him, you should...
You should fight for him.
Now you're pushing me over to him.
I'm not pushing you.
I'm saying, do you love him?
Yeah. I wanna go.
- I'm so... - Hey, don't say you're sorry.
You're good.
Lucas, wait!
Can you... Before you open the door, can I just make sure he's not out there?
You have a good night, I'll consider your 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 is 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 will allow us to save her life.
Hi. What is that one again?
I don't know. Let me see.
- Bourbon. - With?
Bourbon.
- I might have drank from that. - Don't care.
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!
I'm visiting Simone.
- So... How'd you two meet? - 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.
- Cool. - Not my story. Not my story.
You're not getting off that easy.
I was home sick one day and 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.
He told me he liked my smile.
I told him, 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 wanna get some air? - Yeah, sure.
So you want to go see the hole in the roof?
- Yes. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - Okay. Come on.
Is the party that bad?
No, I'm just bad... 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.
I'm only here for a couple of 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 brought your own drinks?
I work way too hard to drink whatever surgical interns can afford.
Altman, did you have a chance to look at those resumes?
Oh, um...
No. Not yet.
Which resumes?
For chief of trauma.
There are some excellent candidates in there.
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.
It turns out hiring a decent interim chief of trauma
is harder than hiring a permanent one.
Seriously?
Look, if I have to wait for your license, I need to consider my options.
Okay. So when were you going to tell me?
This is me. Telling you.
Now that I think about it, the candidates weren't that great...
You know what, Owen,
maybe if you had asked me how my day was, this would've come up earlier.
I've been there.
I don't think they were asking our opinion.
Like it or not, you can barely practice medicine right now anyway.
You wanna know who practices 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 has been always so... easy with her.
I still think the biggest fight we've 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 a divorce,
but turns out you can't have them in the ICU,
so fake ones it is.
This is Aaron, 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'll 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. I'm ready.
It's okay.
I changed my mind. I can't do it.
Yes, you can, Whitney. You're doing great.
I have a brother who's not well. Ruined my parents' lives.
I'm so sorry to hear that...
I told my wife 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.
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. I'm a Sagittarius.
I'm... Jewish.
Smart, funny, and a doctor.
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.
- Oh, I... - Maybe we could go someplace
where they bring drinks to you?
- Like, I know this place downtown... - Yes!
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!
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 want to know why Allison is biting kids?
Because her dad is a man-child who can't control his tantrums!
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 chief now... officially.
And this is just poor leadership.
Whatever happened between the two of you needs to be fixed
because your child is now biting other people.
You said biting "happens".
It does! But you two constantly biting each other with 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.
Maybe we should have people over more often.
Bite me.
Thanks for pissing off Pierce. I've never scrubbed in on a craniotomy.
Have fun. She gave me 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 that surgery that you basically stole, so I can focus?
Okay, Whitney, it's time to push.
One, two, three.
Okay, Whitney, one last push.
One, two, three.
Hi, stranger.
Simone. Look, I'm not what I said.
I've 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 wanna 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...
No, I didn't say that.
I hate the way they treated you.
I just miss you. Okay? I miss you.
I hate sleeping without you. Nothing's wrong with that.
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 at my doorstep.
Well, I've changed.
Nothing...
Nothing's changed.
Trey...
Simone Andre Griffith, I've loved you since the day I met you
and every single day since.
You're my favorite person.
You're my North Star.
You're my past and my future.
Will you put your ring back on and marry me?
Marry me for real this time?
- Yeah? - Yes. I do.
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.
I can smell it on you like cheap cologne.
Yeah, well, my cologne is cheap, so it may be just that.
I do not want to end up like Hunt and Altman.
When 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'm aware that I sound like an ass. I'm working on it.
I hate myself for even saying it, but I've never done this before, Miranda.
I've never parented a little girl.
And Pru's lost so much in her life. I just...
I'm worried that I'm not doing it right.
And I miss you.
Okay, I know starting up this clinic has been a big undertaking,
but I am prioritizing our family.
I'm limiting my hours in the OR,
I'm barely taking weekend calls. 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.
Why?
Just get up!
Hey.
Come on!
Brought you these.
It's kinda weird breakfast, but... here.
Thank you. For...
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... - 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...
How'd it go last night?
Was 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 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 Catherine,
we always still had the love underneath it all.
When that dries up, then it's time to re-evaluate.
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.
Sometimes, despite our schooling and centuries of medical advancement,
the disease wins.
It looks like Whitney and her wife made up.
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.
That's nice.
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.
All right.
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.
I just had the longest, strangest, saddest night.
And I wanted to see your face.
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 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 hell of a party last night, Millin.
Griffith's got some big news.
Wow. Congratulations.
You're all late for rounds and being hungover is no excuse.
I need clothes off and scrubs on.
- Get up! - Go fall on a lightsaber.
It's enough to make you want to come back the next day
and do it all over again.