Previously on Grey's Anatomy:
Can I have the key back? Heard we broke up, I want it back.
- Can I have it, please? - You find an apartment yet?
'Cause I was thinking about getting one.
Can you make sure I stay on Dr. Hahn's cardio?
Where are guys going? You going to Joe's? I'll meet you.
- I can't sleep. What's wrong with me? - Severe abandonment issues.
Psych is crap.
- Derek kissed Rose? - Yesterday we were dating other people.
- That's not the point. Rose is? - You weren't ready.
Do you want to go to dinner?
We like to think that we are rational beings.
Humane.
Conscientious.
Civilized.
Thoughtful.
This is your third session.
And you still haven't said anything yet.
Now, while I love the quiet time, um...
I read a study that, uh...
...says that just the act of going to therapy is beneficial,
even if you don't say anything. Even if you just sit.
You thought you'd come here and just sit?
- That solves your problems? - I don't have problems.
What brings you here?
But when things fall apart,
even just a little,
it becomes clear. We're no better than animals.
It's not that bad. Once we get rid of the roaches, the apartment...
No, the crapartment.
George, this is our home. We'll fix it up.
- With what money? - We'll figure it out.
I like it here. I would like it here more if you would like it here, too.
We have opposable thumbs.
Look, I'm fine.
It's just... I just haven't been sleeping.
You know, it's just been five weeks and I can't sleep.
Five weeks since what?
Look, I work in this hospital.
I try not to listen to gossip, but this is a very gossipy place.
- There are things that I've heard. - Derek's not the reason I'm here.
- He's not the reason. - Then what brings you here?
You know, I got to go. I'm in this contest.
Dr. Grey, if you...
We think.
We walk erect.
I'm up!
We speak.
We dream.
But deep down we're all still rooting around in the primordial ooze.
Biting, clawing, scratching out an existence
in the cold dark world like the rest of the tree toads and sloths.
Oh!
There's a contest going on.
- Sir? - Your residents.
They've been living in the hospital around-the-clock for the last 1 4 days.
Engaged in a surgical contest. With a point system.
I don't know what you're talking about.
They are committed. It's commitment.
- It's a lion fight. - OK, I have one baby to get to daycare.
I have 50 residents on my watch. Four surgeries on my schedule.
The lions can fight all they want. I'm not a zookeeper.
Keep your animals under control.
Yes, sir. Keep the animals under control.
- Ooh! - Move it!
- She's wretched. And mean. - No, she's not.
I heard nurses saying they've only been on five dates.
'Cause Derek knows she's wretched and mean.
- Yeah. - What did you do to your hair?
You guys. I know you're trying to make me feel better but I have to tell you,
this pausing to talk about Rose and Derek just means...
Yeah?
- I'm going to win! - You bitch!
Ow! What? Keeping it clean was getting in the way of the contest,
so I chopped it off. It makes me faster and sleeker like a cheetah.
You chopped your hair for a stupid contest?
Not stupid. Rock star contest. Best contest ever.
Try living in the hospital for two weeks. It's amazing.
- This contest is for residents. - Yes, I know that!
It doesn't mean he can't live here. I feel juiced and alive,
my brain is running. I have never been more on my game.
I'm kind of sad the contest ends tonight.
- I'm not. I want that prize. - What prize?
Bailey won't tell us. But I want it bad.
- Too bad you're never going to get it. - So on my game!
- What? - Yeah. Hi.
Morning. Thank you.
What do you see in her?
Is it the hot sex? Is she an animal? Is she a bobcat?
- Mark. - Come on.
Lady on the streets, tramp in the sheets?
Oh, yeah. She's amazing. Hot. Sweaty.
Very dirty, hot, sweaty sex.
You haven't slept with her yet?
She's waiting until we're serious. She has morals, a lady.
- Know what's better than sex? - What?
Anticipation.
Anticipation, my friend.
Why didn't anybody wake me?
Why would we help you?
- There's such a thing as honor. - Dog-eat-dog, Karev.
- Suck it up. - I'm not doing that.
- You are going to. - I'm not.
- Callie. Callie, Callie. Callie! - Oh, hey.
- You came in with Dr. Hahn? - Erica? Yeah.
We went out last night and then it got kind of late with the dancing and the...
We never made it home, so hitched a ride here.
- Hanging out with Dr. Hahn? - Erica. Yes.
So, you and Hahn are friends?
Erica. Yeah.
See, this is the downside of the contest.
I'm here, Callie's living in my apartment and hanging out with Hahn.
They're trying to pick up guys. I'm past that. I don't need guys.
I don't need sex. Competition is my orgasm.
I could be hanging out with Hahn.
Cristina, would you focus? It is more fun kicking your ass when you focus.
- Who's winning? - Yang.
- Surprised? - What?
Let me see.
I'm 26 points behind? That's not possible. Count again.
- What about surgeries? - Three points for watching. Got to do.
I do do. I can't make them let me do procedures.
- You got to ask. - Take charge of your own destiny.
Make it happen. Like this.
- What do you got? - Otis Sharon, 61 year-old male,
unconscious on a corner with a swollen ankle.
Not it.
- I don't know what happened. - Initial BP was 90 over palp.
- Vitals stable after a bolus of NS. - OK, he's mine! All of you back off!
- It's a swollen ankle. - He passed out. He's pale, altered,
and a rash. You see a sprained ankle, I see a medical mystery.
Eighty points.
Stevens is the only one working?
No. We're all working. We got paged.
The ankle's gone. You trolling for traumas?
Somebody could come with a critical injury. We're proactive.
- We're helping people. - You're trolling.
I've got no one on post-op and pre-op. Move!
- Help us! Please help! - Help my brother!
I'm getting a gurney!
He's bleeding.
- What happened? - A bear.
- A what? - He tried to stop the bleeding.
- We were camping. - You drove here?
Couldn't wait for an ambulance. I'm fine.
- No, you're not. Let me see your hand. - I'm fine.
- Sir, let's get on this gurney. - Careful.
OK. Step down right here. All right.
- Careful. - Slowly.
Whoa! Whoa!
Intestines in the hands! Intestines in the hands!
- Did you just say... - Intestine in the hands!
He just touched it. He just put his hand out.
- And he touched a bear? - A cub. And then the mother came.
- I bet she did. - Why would he do that?
- We go camping all the time. Why... - OK, try to relax, Mr. Robinson.
All right, get me a chest tube tray, please.
- Did I hear bear attack? - Complete evisceration.
Get me 1 00 sux, 20 of etomidate.
Get me an intubation tray and an OR room now.
You going to put me under?
Sir, it'll be the best thing that's happened to you all day.
Is my brother going to be OK? Please.
This whole thing's my fault. I got to know if he's OK.
They're taking him to surgery. They don't know.
- We'll keep you informed. - OK. OK.
Impressive hand, Phillip. I can see through it.
The bear cub, she just latched on and wouldn't let go.
And then when Scott came over to try to help, the mother she...
I can't believe we got out alive.
He has to be all right.
He's going to be all right. He has to be, right? Right?
He has to be all right.
You don't remember how you fell?
One minute I was walking down the street,
the next, there were paramedics over me.
Have you been dizzy? Like the room is spinning?
Maybe a little.
Any muscle aches? Fatigue? Fever? Headaches?
Well, now that you mention it, yes.
Any recent travels?
Well, I go back and forth to the East Coast for my job. Does that count?
- Tick or mosquito bites? - I live near a lake.
I get mosquito bites all the time.
Oh, God, do I have something bad, like malaria
- West Nile virus or something? - Oh, no, no.
There's no need to panic. We're going to take this one step at a time. OK?
OK.
- Mama Bear wasn't messing around. - Mama bears never mess around.
I have a Ross procedure, but I want to keep an eye on his chest tube outputs
and blood pressure. What's the game plan?
He's a set up for overwhelming sepsis.
Deal with the life-threatening blood loss, get out.
- You can't touch him until he's stable. - I'm in OR four.
Can I get hourly updates?
I'd be happy to apprise you of his condition.
Fine.
You don't get points for sucking up, Yang.
Shut up.
- I hate this contest. - There's a lot of stuff in here.
Stupid, stupid contest. Stupid. Irresponsible.
I wanna play!
- Good, free stuff. - I need a butterfly needle,
a Vacutainer, and maybe an LP kit. I'm 26 points behind so I need it fast.
- Why? You got something good? - A sprained ankle.
26 points for a sprained ankle?
Callie treated what we thought was a sprained ankle,
patient was malnourished, had a perforated ulcer and died.
That's the best case scenario.
Not the death part, the medical mystery part.
80 points for solving a medical mystery. The holy grail of the competition.
Oh, yeah. Sometimes an ankle's just an ankle though.
Syncope, a very strange rash,
pale, insidious onset in a guy who travels a lot,
this is not just an ankle!
Oh. Thanks.
Oh, I could do a lot with these.
That's an underpad.
Underpads soak up urine.
Or... it could be a placemat.
Oh! Fruit bowl!
Done. I beat you. Busted hand and all.
- It's completely illegible. - He's a slob.
- I still beat her. - Mr. Robinson,
Dr. O'Malley is going to come and take you to X-ray.
And I'm going to take your wife to the waiting room until you get back.
She said wife. Still not used to that.
- We're newlyweds. - Congratulations.
She's my rebound girl.
Um, he's a little hopped up on pain killers right now.
- Over-sharing. - She thought she was my rebound girl,
but I rebounded her all the way to the church. Only knew her ten days.
But when you know, you know. You know?
I'm leaving you.
I'll miss you while you're gone.
Ortho resident to the ER stat. Ortho resident to the ER stat.
Are you OK?
It's just... you know, you marry a man like that
or a man like that marries you.
And he's cute and he's rich...
he's a catch, by anyone's standards.
So, you sit around waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Because there's no way a man like that marries you.
Or me.
He married me.
I'm sorry. I must look like a crazy woman.
It's OK. But you're bleeding a little. Do you mind if I take a look?
Oh, no. I'm fine.
I just scratched myself on a branch when we were running.
Why are you looking at me like that?
CT's clear.
But it's deep. That bear clawed you good.
I didn't even feel it.
Adrenaline's a pretty powerful drug.
You have to repair the galea, it should reattach without a problem.
Squeeze my fingers as hard as you can.
I just got happy.
I just got married and I'm happy. I don't have permanent brain damage, do I?
- No. It appears that you do not. - OK, good.
Page me if any neuro deficits appear.
You got lucky. Your scalp wasn't completely taken off,
we can sew it on. Your hair should cover the scar.
- You won't even need surgery. - Wow. That's great. Thank you.
Dr. Grey will take care of you. Go back to being a happy newlywed.
Don't worry. He and Rose won't last.
He's hypothermic and his bowels are swollen.
We need to stabilize him in the ICU and get him back to the OR
when he's less acidotic.
Gives us time to deal with puncture wounds and lacerations.
I'm sorry, one of you has several hundred sutures ahead of you.
I'll do it! I need practice.
Your stitches are flawless, I need the work.
Flawless because I practice.
- Karev, it's yours. - Yes.
- Come on. - You need to update Hahn
on the condition of the patient hourly.
A minute an hour. I can suture the other fifty-nine.
Fine. You both do it.
That's not fair.
This man was a chew toy for a bear. There'll be enough to go around.
A lot of enthusiasm for an afternoon of stitching.
Some people find it boring. I value the fundamentals.
It's a point a suture. Kiss ass.
It is a hairline fracture.
CSR and CRP's were elevated. I also appreciated some swelling in the knee.
What does that mean?
There could be some sort of inflammatory process going on.
- That sounds bad. - I don't want you to worry yet.
- Yet? - Is there someone I can call?
Maybe you shouldn't be alone here.
How are his labs?
WBC's normal, slightly anemic, potassium's mildly decreased.
OK. Give him a K-rider, see if you can tap the fluid in his knee
for white cells or crystals. Let me know if it's positive.
- Good luck, Mr. Sharon. - You think I need luck?
Oh, God. I want to go home.
I want to go home. Look, I want to go back!
I want to go back to when I was 30
and I want to stop smoking.
Or back to when I was 20 and not start smoking in first place.
I want to give up coffee and junk food and beer
and I want to be healthy like my ex-wife always nagged me to be.
She was a saint.
She was a saint and I drove her away.
I want to go back and not drive her away.
So I don't end up at 60, sick and fat and alone and scared in some hospital
with some beautiful young doctor holding my hand.
She wouldn't be holding my hand except she's trying to figure out
what horrible disease I'm going to die of.
I want to go home.
- Whoa. Where's the fire? - Can't talk now.
Got to kick Karev's ass suturing.
Since when are you friends with my mentor?
She's not your mentor because she treats you like crap.
If you weren't living in the hospital like a dog,
you'd notice Erica and I have been friends a while.
- Put in a good word for me? - Don't talk about you.
- I let you live with me! - He's in the elevator.
- Who? - Alex.
Hold it! Hold it!
It needs surgery, but Callie wants 24 hours of antibiotic coverage,
so I think we should just irrigate and splint.
OK, I'll take care of it.
Or I could take care of it and you could take care of the wife's scalp.
She needs lots of complex sutures.
You could get lots of complex practice.
Isn't it like a point a suture? You don't want that?
This is bigger than a broken hand.
He provoked a bear and then drove himself to the hospital.
- He was in shock. - He married his rebound girl.
- What? - He married his rebound girl.
After knowing her for only ten days. Nobody does that. Who does that?
I'm thinking brain tumor.
I got married in the spur of the moment and I don't have a brain tumor.
That you know of.
- I'll do the scalp. - You will?
Watch you turn a broken hand into a neuro problem
just to, uh... get some extra points? Nope.
It's not about the points.
Watch you turn a broken hand into a neuro problem
just so you have a reason to talk to Shepherd?
Nope.
I do not need a reason to talk to Shepherd!
If I want to talk to Shepherd I'll talk...
Whoa! Hey.
What is this? Is this a hint?
- I should be getting you more gifts. - A grateful patient gave them to me.
But since you're asking, I do like a nice box of chocolates.
You're gonna die of a diabetic coma
- I don't want any part. - Cheapskate.
Crackhead.
Have you seen him?
- I have. - Have you seen his eyes?
Yeah.
I'm trying to play it cool. I am playing it so, so cool.
I love him.
Oh, my God. I don't... know you.
I didn't say that.
What's with the flowers?
Are you asking as a resident or a sister?
- Sister. - I'm stealing stuff.
OK.
Are you OK?
Resident again now. Stop stealing crap from the hospital.
Twenty-two.
- Keep a lid on it. - I like to know where I am.
PH is up to seven point two-eight.
Not great, but it's improving. Push another amp of bicarb for a boost.
Karev's only at 17.
- You're not helping! - Did you just yell at the Chief?
Uh... S-sorry, sir.
Should end this competition.
No!
I mean, uh... it's-it's fine. Actually they're doing some nice work.
Twenty-three. She's beating the pants off of you, Karev.
- Don't you have an update to deliver? - Hahn can wait a couple minutes.
Yang.
Crap.
I thought you told me to keep the animals under control?
From time to time, I like to go to the zoo.
Dr. Hahn. Mr. Robinson is critical, but stable.
We had to put him on low dose Levofed for his BP
and he's put out 350 cc's from his chest tube.
I'll look forward to another scintillating report in an hour.
Of course.
I'm thinking we ought to have a contest of our own.
You wanna live in the hospital like rodents?
Different kind of contest. You and Rose aren't exclusive, right?
- So I'm thinking... - You're not serious.
One woman, 1 0 points. Two women, same time, 20.
You get out before anybody wakes up, 5 point bonus.
You are serious.
You need a little spice in your life. I'm trying help.
I am truly a worse human being for knowing you.
Ow. Ow!
- It's OK, Mr. Sharon. - It's not OK! It hurts!
I'm alone. I'm all alone and it hurts and I'm not OK. I'm dying!
By some lucky stroke of fate, you fractured your ankle and ended up
at Seattle Grace Hospital with me as a doctor.
And I am going to find out what's wrong with you
and I'm gonna do my damnedest to fix it. If I can't,
I'm gonna assemble doctors better than me
and they're gonna do their damnedest. And you know what's going to happen?
- What? - You're gonna live a healthier life.
Maybe even call your ex-wife
because you're being given a second chance at life.
And this time... This time you can do it right.
You're going to feel a little pressure.
Ow!
Chief? Mr. Robinson's brother.
- Can I talk to him? - Just for a minute.
Hey, man.
That you, Phil?
How you feeling?
I feel like a bear ate my guts out or something.
You touched a cub, man. What the hell?
I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry.
So, touching the cub, you knew better?
Of course he knew better. He's having an early midlife crisis.
- He's going to kill us all. - I'm not having a midlife crisis.
Dude, dude, dude. You married your midlife crisis.
Just 'cause you got eaten by a bear,
you don't get to talk smack about my wife.
Was this spontaneous wedding out of character for you?
He needs a little rest, so let's have some quiet.
Where was I?
Fifty-nine.
You are toast.
Tick-tock.
Yang, no running in the hospital!
Dr. Benton to ICU one. Dr. Benton to ICU one.
Why did we do a spinal tap on an ankle fracture?
He's getting the full work up.
- How many points? - What?
Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not putting this man
through painful procedures because you're trying to win a contest.
I'm doing this because my patient had dyspnea on exertion, headaches, fever,
myalgia, a confluent rash over his entire body.
I'm working him up for RMSF and doing Lyme titers,
but I'm worried about autoimmune or rheumatoid disease
because of his high CRP and sed rates. Or maybe lupus.
I'm doing a spinal tap because he was altered
and is amnestic about his fall earlier. I do want to win this contest.
I also want to make sure that a man does not leave this hospital
with meningitis or encephalitis and discover too late
that all we did was treat his ankle.
All right then. Carry on.
When you hear hoofbeats, think horses, not zebras, right?
Exactly, O'Malley. Exactly.
Something tells me you're not just worried about the damage to my hand.
Phillip, earlier you were squinting at your paperwork.
I keep telling him he needs glasses.
And your handwriting was tiny and wasn't all that legible.
Is that normal?
Well, I've never been a straight A student if that's what you mean.
Is he done? Are we done here?
- We could both use some rest. - Humor me for one more second.
OK. Look straight ahead.
Tell me when you see my fingers.
- I see them. - Tumor!
Sorry.
This is nice of you. Really.
Dreaming up some brain tumor to make me feel better
about the fact I made a bear mad.
It cross your mind I may be the type dumb enough to pet a bear?
Jennifer. Is he that type of guy?
Don't ask me, I've only known him a few months.
Phillip, you knew better. You touched the cub anyway.
- With your other symptoms... - What symptoms?
My vision's going bad, so I get glasses, right?
It's not just vision. Brain tumors have been known to impede judgment,
prompt spontaneity, impulsivity.
He married a trashy waitress. Right? I mean, that's what you mean.
That he married a girl like me. The rebound girl.
I'm just saying I would like him to have an MRI. Just to be sure.
Well, the answer's no.
Do the MRI.
- Honey, I don't need... - Phillip. Do the damn MRI.
Because you're wrong.
He loves me.
Mr. Robinson is better. We were able to DC the Levofed.
He's intermittently awake and lucid. His chest tube put out 1 00 cc's
since I last saw you, I'll be back in an hour with another update.
- Is somebody chasing you, Dr. Yang? - Excuse me?
- What are you racing around for? - Uh... uh, no reason.
No reason. Not because you're running towards the finish line
- of this surgical contest? - Oh, that.
- Yes. - Are you winning?
Yes. Once I finish my sutures on Mr. Robinson.
Too bad. I was going to let you watch me
put Mrs. Witkowsky's new valve in.
But, if a contest is more important than a cardiac surgery, so be it.
I'd be happy to watch, Dr. Hahn.
Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. Crap!
- Ankle guy? - CSF is spotless, the ABG is normal,
the ultrasound is clear. What am I missing? What am I missing?
- Oh. - What?
- Right there. - Where?
- See? - No.
The fact you're doing unnecessary medical procedures to win a contest. No!
The fact you and Meredith are both doing
- unnecessary procedures to win. - Meredith has a medical mystery?
- No, she doesn't. - Something is wrong.
- Know how I know? - No.
Great doctors have that extra instinct, George. They just know.
Great doctors, they know when to stop.
I have to have that instinct, George. Because my instincts lately? Very bad.
Really bad. They told me to go for cardio.
They told me to have sex with a married man.
- Ow. - They are not serving me well.
I am in danger of going extinct if this keeps up.
I am going to win this contest. If for no other reason than I have to win it!
- You paged me? - I thought you might like to see this.
Is that bear attack guy?
That's bear attack guy and his big old brain tumor.
I'm not requiring an apology, George.
I'm not requiring an apology because the fact I have
potentially saved a life is reward enough for me.
- You're calling me in to gloat. - No.
I need a favor.
- What am I at? - Eighty-seven.
You're an underdog, aren't you, Karev?
Sir?
It's not that you don't have the skills. You have the skills.
But you're scrappy.
You're a fighter. I like that.
I always root for the underdog.
I'm a fighter, but I'm no underdog.
Like this guy here. He didn't provoke that bear, his brother did it.
Now he's fighting for his life, paying for someone else's mistakes.
Doesn't make him... an underdog.
It just...
Well, it makes him have to work harder to overcome the cards he got dealt.
No, he's crashing. Hit that code button!
We got a code blue! Code blue!
- Is this Meredith's patient? - Yes.
She didn't want to come to me herself?
Hey, I'm just her intern.
Oh, my God.
Honey, I'm so sorry.
We did absolutely everything we could.
The stress was just too much for his body.
There's more.
The neurosurgeon is going to come in and talk to you.
No. No, I need to know.
Please.
I'm sorry. I was right about the tumor.
You have something called a malignant glioma.
This kind of tumor causes behavioral...
It can cause this kind of inappropriate affect.
- Can you operate? - No. It's too invasive.
It's been growing a long time.
I'm so sorry.
Good.
Good. I deserve that.
I killed my brother, so I don't deserve to survive.
Doctor.
I'm a symptom, right? I mean, I'm like the bear cub.
I'm just a symptom of this tumor.
That's what we're saying here, right? Just so I'm clear?
I don't know.
I don't know that.
You're the only one who can know that for sure.
When you say negative, do you mean as in bad,
- or as in non-existent? - Nothing bad came up.
What about all those alphabet tests you were railing off?
- They were elevated or something. - Yeah. Um...
They were nonspecific.
They likely indicated that you basically have a relatively minor flu.
I have the flu?
This whole day,
everything you put me through... you put me through all of this for the flu?
I'm sorry. I am. It just, it seemed like there was something more.
It really seemed...
It's hard to see the silver lining, but think of the discoveries you made.
About yourself and your life and your ex-wife.
My ex-wife was a castrating bitch!
She was a castrating bitch! I've never missed her for one day
since she left! Not until today! And I missed her today,
if we were still together she would've shot me dead a long time ago,
and I wouldn't have gone through hell!
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I really...
You treated me like a rat! Like a rat in some perverted lab!
God, just give me my prescription! I want to get out of here!
The flu is a virus.
It doesn't respond to antibiotics.
I suggest plenty of fluids and rest.
Fluids and rest? Fluid and rest?
- I'm sorry. - Fluids and freaking rest?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry.
Dr. Leone, call the blood bank.
What are you doing? You spent three hours watching surgery. Three points.
I'm trusting you screwed up.
I could still win. I could. I did get a lot of points today.
What's the matter with you? Where's the trash talk?
She knows I'm the best.
- Who won? - Congratulations...
- Who won? - Dr. Grey.
Guy from the bear attack had a brain tumor, Grey caught it.
80 points, solving a medical mystery put her over the top.
- I could have found a tumor. - But you didn't.
You chose to scrub in with Hahn and watch for three points.
- Now, congratulate Dr. Grey. - Congratulations.
Hey, don't you want your prize?
Ooh!
- A shiny pager. - A sparkle pager.
- What's so great about a glitter pager? - A sparkle pager!
It is special. It is surgery's holy grail.
Passed down from resident to resident, now it belongs to Dr. Grey.
For three months, whenever you get a surgery,
you have to page this pager and if Grey wants your surgery,
- she has the right to take it from you. - Come on!
Crap.
Enjoy the power, Dr. Grey.
Now may I recommend you all go home. You smell.
You're greasy. You need to bathe. I'm sick of looking at you.
My one-year-old is sick of looking at you. Isn't that right?
Sick of looking at your little ugly faces.
I thought I would enjoy this more.
- Well, give it to me. I'll enjoy it. - Don't give it to her. Give it to me.
Oh shut up. It's hers. She's the winner. She's not going to give it to you.
Give it to me.
- This is crap. - Are you kidding me?
I don't like her.
Sorry, but as your friend, it's my job to say it. I don't like Rose.
- Why? - You're not even sleeping with her.
You don't like her because she's not sleeping with me? That's a little weird.
- Not weird. - It's a little weird.
If you were, I could understand why you spend time with her. But you're not.
It's just... I thought that, uh...
You know, I thought it was just going to be you and me.
- Having sex? - After!
After Addison, after Meredith.
I have been patient.
I waited while you partnered up with these chicks, they're over.
And it's supposed to be just us. You and me. Two guys on the prowl, on the hunt.
Having trouble getting laid and need my help?
I can get laid. I can get laid whenever I want.
- Uh-huh. - I do get laid whenever I want.
That's the point.
Women are everywhere.
I only have one person I can talk to.
- That's sweet. - Shut up.
- It's warm and fuzzy. Sweet. - Shut up!
Are you serious about this woman?
I don't know. Could be.
All right.
- I'll give her a chance. - Good boy.
You're pathetic. I'm a lesser man for knowing you.
That's my line. Can't use my line.
I thought you were off duty an hour ago.
I'm just catching up on some paperwork.
It piled up on you during the contest, I guess.
- You know about that? - I know about Otis Sharon
and the $1 20,000 worth of unnecessary tests you ordered.
Yeah. Well...
I lost.
And I put a man through hell for no reason at all. I was a bad doctor today
with bad instincts and I deserved to lose.
I don't know why I even bothered competing.
- So, I don't need to yell? - You should. You can.
But you don't need to.
OK.
- Stevens? - Yes, sir?
My year? I lost by two points.
- You... - You didn't invent the contest.
The contest is a lion fight.
So chin up, put your shoulders back. Walk proud. Strut a little.
Don't lick your wounds, celebrate them.
The scars you bear are the sign of a competitor.
You were in a lion fight, Stevens.
Just because you didn't win doesn't mean you don't know how to roar.
- Good night. - Good night, sir.
There's a little animal in all of us.
And maybe that's something to celebrate.
Our animal instinct is what makes us seek comfort,
warmth, a pack to run with.
Hi, um...
He-Hello, Dr. Hahn.
- It's OK I invited somebody over? - Oh, no. It's fine.
It's an honor to have you here, Dr. Hahn.
OK. I have to tell you, you won't believe it.
- Yes. - I...
...was just going in there.
We may feel caged.
He is! Are you kidding me?
It's not really shocking.
We may feel trapped.
But still, as humans, we can find ways to feel free.
Before you say anything, before you say a word, just hear me out.
I know it's not much. And I know it's all stolen.
It's all stolen and hospital-y and stolen.
You can turn me in if you want to, report me for stealing, now I'm a thief.
I've never even shoplifted a piece of gum before and now I'm a thief.
Except I'm not. I'm a nester.
I'm nesting. This is me nesting. For you.
Because you hate it here.
You want to be at that big house with Meredith and Izzie,
things are warm, you have friends, there aren't any roaches.
But this can be warm. And I put out traps for the roaches.
And I can be your friend.
I can be your friend.
I... don't have any friends here.
Not... Not really. Except you.
And I don't have a home to go to anymore. Except here.
I just... I...
I can be your friend.
I complain a lot, don't I?
It's OK.
No.
No. You know what? I'm going to stop. I'm just going to stop right now.
I'm going to focus on what's good, you know?
Like this crapartment. Like this apartment.
We are each other's keepers.
- Wish you had stolen a TV. - Tried. They're bolted to the walls.
Still.
We are the guardians of our own humanity.
- OK. - OK.
I'll see you.
And even though there's a beast inside all of us...
Hi.
I think I found a way to save lives. I don't know for sure, but I think
we can save people who have the tumor Mr. Robinson has.
Mr. Robinson is the man who was mauled by the bear?
I did all this research. And I found this.
It's rare and still untested in humans
but I could find patients for a clinical trial and I can do the labwork,
and I could track the results. But I do need a neurosurgeon.
And you're one of the best.
It's not about us. I would go somewhere else if I could.
But... I don't know.
I think I found a way to save lives.
What sets us apart from the animals is that
we can think, feel, dream and love.
And against all odds...
Against all instinct...
OK. I think I'd better start talking now.
We evolve.