Episode Report Card AB Chao: B | 1 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT Time Has Come Today
By AB Chao | Season 3 | Episode 1 | Aired on 09.20.2006
Back on the bathroom floor, George is lying next to Izzie as she returns from flashback land. He gently suggests that perhaps she could change her clothes, maybe wear something more comfortable? Izzie: "Stop it. STOP. TALKING. There is nothing to talk about, do you understand me? There is nothing to discuss." George whispers, "I'm so sorry." Izzie's eyes fill with tears, and she says yeah, she is too. Another beautiful overhead shot of them on the floor, and we cut to...
...Seattle Grace. Bailey's in the morgue. Some guy in a suit sitting next to her says, "So you're a surgeon? Usually they don't send a surgeon for this." Bailey, obviously distraught, asks what she's supposed to do. He says she just needs to identify the body before he takes it to the funeral home. Bailey just wouldn't believe how many times he's taken the wrong guy! He's all sending text messages on his phone as he explains this. Ugh. Shut up, Funeral Home Guy. A body is wheeled out in a bag; when it's unzipped, Bailey's face falls as if she didn't expect it to actually be Denny in there. "That's him. That's Denny...Duquette." She stops the body as it's being wheeled out again, and sort of heartbreakingly pats him, then rests her hand on his...bag. ["Hee." --Joe R] "I'm sorry," she says, her voice breaking. "I'm so sorry." Sniff.
Mere's kitchen. Cristina is on the counter reading a magazine while Meredith makes a bunch of sandwiches. She says it's what you do when someone dies -- you cook. I'm not sure when "slapping jelly on bread" became cooking, but whatever. Cristina: "Yeah, I know what to do when someone dies. I am a Jew. It's shiva." Meredith wonders if it's shiva if Izzie's Catholic. Cristina's like, what the hell, sure, but if we're going to do this right, we're ordering in. Sandwiches, she rightly says, are not the same as cooking. Meredith argues that sandwiches are comfort food, then tears into one of them like it's her first meal in weeks. Which, come to think of it, it probably is. Anyway, she's eating like a maniac, and it's kind of gross. Cristina stares at her in horror. "What's wrong with you?" Mere says she's fine; it's Izzie they're worried about. Cristina: "Oh, what did you do?" Mere asks her friend to remember that, in the wake of Denny's death, and Burke getting shot, what she did was a tiny, very small, insignificant thing. She takes a deep breath and confesses, "I lost my panties."
Cut to Addison, removing Meredith's freshly laundered panties from the dryer. She folds them neatly, seals them in a Ziploc, and places the bag in her purse. Oh, this is so good.