Meredith decides she's through with men, and to show her dedication, gives up drinking and takes up knitting and celibacy -- two great tastes that taste great together. She's going to need that drink soon, however, because Mere's dad and her half-sister and their super-close relationship show up to rub salt in all of her wounds. She takes her revenge with the help of a hammer and a plaster cast. Mere SMASH! Jackie from Roseanne appears as a terminal cancer patient who hasn't told her daughter she's dying, and Alex gets in trouble for using his special "bedside" "manner" on her. It works, though, and she comes clean to her daughter in a tearful scene. McDreamy's patient is a young spelling-bee contestant whose surgery goes wrong and causes Bailey to have a hysterical hormone-fueled freak-out. Everything turns out all right for both parties, of course, and Bailey gets her mojo back as a bonus. George gets his hair cut (finally!) by Callie, kisses her, and gets his ass kicked out of Burke's apartment. Burke's change of heart comes courtesy of a stark-naked Cristina standing in the middle of the apartment flashing him and Geroge, like nothing's ever been more natural. Cristina is appropriating Webber's "back to basics" plan for being a good surgeon here, which she learned in a refresher class she took with Webber, in which Webber literally did surgery with his eyes closed and made her look pretty dumb. Meanwhile, Izzie is all jealous of Callie, and tries to talk to Callie about her good friend George; Denny flirts big-time with Izzie and reveals his desire to get in her pants; and Chris O'Donnell shows up as a new love interest for Meredith. Hot vet!
We open in Joe's bar, where the TV is tuned to a basketball game. Meredith blah-blahs some voice-over stuff about basketball and the game of life, but I cannot possibly pay attention to that because we then pan over to Meredith, sitting on a barstool, doing some of the ugliest knitting I've ever seen in my life. Joe leans over to McDreamy, sitting behind her, and asks, "Is she knitting?" A good question, Joe. She says that she is, but it appears that she...is not. McDreamy slides over and tells her she looks a little weird. Joe claims she can't knit in a bar, and they urge her to have a drink. Mere, still furiously "knitting," says she can't have a drink; she's celibate. Drinking leads to celibacy, you see, and knitting is good for the celibate, so she's making a sweater. Oh, the poor sheep that gave their wool to this crafty abomination are going to be so sad. Mere says again that she's having no more men, and Addison scoots up to her, all, "No more men? YOU?" Heh. She continues that every guy she meets turns out to be married, or Mark, or...George. McDreamy: "You're making a sweater." MereVO tells us that we play games to make life more interesting, or sometimes, to distract us from what's really going on, and from here we cut to...
…Izzie, lamenting to a recuperating Denny how Meredith broke George and ruined his life. Izzie is also knitting, but she's clearly totally awesome at it. Denny looks at her with interest as she segues into slamming Callie -- "What kind of name is that, anyway?" -- and then puts down a triple word score on the Scrabble board in front of them. Denny is not only feeling much better, he's horny as hell: "Sixty-nine points. I'm beating the pants off you! Pay attention!" Izzie says she's knitting a sweater; actually, she's knitting part of one for Meredith, because they took a celibacy vow, and she's replacing sex with knitting, because she broke George. Denny's head snaps around at this. "You took a vow of celibacy?" Izzie answers in the affirmative. Denny would like to know, please, how he's supposed to get in her pants now? Izzie sasses that that is a very inappropriate thing to say to your doctor. Denny says that she promised if he lived through this they'd have sex...in his head. Izzie pretends to be offended, but she's eating it up. Denny, sadly: "Don't worry. You weren't very good." Hee. Izzie says she was being nice and letting him win at Scrabble because he's all sick Mister Needs-A-New-Organ Guy, but now she's going to kick his ass. She glances at the board. "You put down 'mount'?" MereVO: "There are those of us who love to play games. Any game. And there are those of us who love to play a little too much." We cut to Cristina and Burke's, where they're in a heated game of Celebrity (Confidential to Sars: "LET'S PLAY CELEBRITY!" ["Quiet down!" -- Sars]) against Callie and George. George calls out "Disastrous FEMA director" to Callie. She takes it down to the buzzer and yells, "Michael Brown!" Cristina has some crazy competitive Manson Lamps going on. She pushes the clock and yells, "Time! TIME! TIME!!!!" George and Callie gloat while Cristina sulks and opens her clue ahead of time. They call her on it, and she's all, "It's called strategy." Heh. Burke says it's just a game, and she seems a little intense. Cristina says she's having fun, and she's ready. She makes a total "we got it" face, and hits Burke with the clue: "Blonde Ambition Tour." Burke has no idea. Cristina can't believe it. She jumps up and starts freaking out. "Blonde Ambition Tour! Vogue! She's blonde! And ambitious! With the...with the...cones! Boob cones! Vogueing!" Haaaaaa. Time runs out, and they don't get it. Poor Burke's all, "Oh, Madonna, riiiiight." Cristina is livid.
The day in the observation room, Cristina wonders aloud to Mere and Izzie who the hell doesn't know Madonna. The whole point of games, she says, is that there's a winner. Who wants to settle for second best --- for mediocrity? Izzie and Mere are knitting -- well, one of them is "knitting" -- and nodding along as Cristina rants. She sits down heavily and says, "I've got to get George out of my apartment." Mere suggests that she sleep with him and then start crying in the middle. It's painful and embarrassing and cruel, but...it works. Izzie glares at her and tells her just to keep on knitting. "Kick him out so he can come back home to us." Cristina says she can't do it; he's Burke's puppy and it has to be his idea.
Burke is in surgery with Alex, and Alex is giving all the right answers. Then something goes wrong, and Alex comments, "Dude. She's toast." Burke reminds Alex that this is inappropriate even though the patient's asleep, and he needs to work on his bedside manner. Alex takes this about as seriously as you might imagine, and does a little eye-rolling for good measure.
Addison and McDreamy pedeconference about Doc, who is sick. Addie wants to know his symptoms, and what the treatment will be. McDreamy: "I'd considered running a course of IV antibiotics and a saline drip." Dumb Addison is all, "Seriously?" McDreamy says no, of course not, he took Doc to the vet, and Meredith's going to check on him later. Addie says she has to take care of a transfer from Mercy West, and they go their separate ways. Heh. "Seriously?" That was awesome.
Cristina is taking some sort of class. The instructor can't even get his first sentence out before she's got her hand in the air. "Cristina Yang, first-year surgical intern. I was wondering if you were going to be covering both intra- and extracorporeal knots in today's seminar." The instructor, already tired of her, says they'll be training in all aspects of laparoscopic general surgery. Webber strolls in and sits down to Cristina, who is very surprised to see him there. He says it never hurts to take a refresher course, and it should be fun. Cristina nods, and immediately throws her hand in the air (then jumps up and down in her seat) to volunteer for their first exercise. Fun, indeed.
Addison's patient is Molly Thompson, 22 years old and 32 weeks pregnant, whose baby has been diagnosed with congenital diaphragmatic hernia. Molly tells Addison they hear she's the best. Molly's mom, who is being played by Mare Winningham, says she certainly hopes so, as Molly is her baby, carrying her grandchild. Molly: "Mom. You're kind of threatening the doctor. Don't threaten the doctor, it doesn't help." Mare says her husband has tried to tell her not to be such a mother lion all the time, but..."Roar." Addie just smiles serenely and says she can take it. "I am the best." Aw. She says the procedure won't be easy on Molly or the baby, but she has a strong record with this surgery. Addie hands the chart to George outside the room, and as they walk away, there stands...Meredith's daddy! He asks George if there's a Dr. Meredith Grey working today. George says yes, he can have someone page her if he wants. He doesn't want, but George looks up and realizes who he's talking to. "Sir, what's your name?" The man says his name is Thatcher Grey. And then! Mare comes out and tells Thatcher that they're right in this here room. They leave George to go check on their daughter. George looks through the window like, "Oh, SHIT." Credits.
McDreamy finds Bailey at the board and asks if she has an extra intern. Bailey says she's available. "Look at the board. My name isn't up there. It wasn't up there yesterday, and it won't be tomorrow. I pissed off the Chief...he's mommy-tracking me." McDreamy insists he's doing no such thing and she's freaking out, but Bailey knows better. She says she will not be mommy-tracked; she needs a surgery, and she needs one now. "So for today, I'm your intern." McDreamy gives her a look, and Bailey stares right back. "I have not yet begun to freak out." McDreamy tells her to follow him. Damn right.
Meanwhile, Izzie is now bitching to Meredith about Callie, and how weird she is, and how she's pro
bably hiding something. Callie chooses that moment to cruise up behind her and call, "STEPHENS. Hold THIS." Hee. She throws some kind of orthopedic contraption to Izzie, and orders her and Mere to follow.Hey, it's Jackie from Roseanne! Unfortunately, Alex has to tell her that the cancer has metastasized to her chest wall. Jackie, hooked up to machines and oxygen and everything else, is not pleased. "So, this is the end of the line, that's what you're saying? I die now?" She tells them to go back in and cut out everything they can -- she wants as much time as they can give her. Burke stands there hemming and hawing about how they can't really do that when Jackie's sassy little teenaged daughter, who bears a remarkable resemblance to one Michelle Wie (who herself bears an uncanny resemblance to our own sweet Drunken Bee), flounces in and says there's no way she's eating that hospital food, it blows, and can they order Thai or something? Jackie says she'll have a nurse bring a menu by. Amelia, for that is her name, sits on her mom's bed and looks around the room at Burke and Alex's hulking figures. "God, Mom, how many doctors do you have?" She flicks on the TV, already bored with the answer. Jackie says they were just leaving.
Back in Cristina Is The Winner class, the instructor is having them do exercises with some fancy robotic arms. Cristina, of course, is rocking them, while the Chief is having trouble with his. He looks sheepishly over at the gloating Cristina. "I wasn't copying you." Cristina says she knows, then yells out, "BINGO! I WIN!" No, she doesn't. She does say she's through, then glances back at Webber. "I totally finished first." Webber shakes his head, wishing he could take those robotic arms and kick every square inch of Cristina's ass.
Callie is standing up on a patient's table at what looks to be a highly compromising angle, and pushes the poor man's leg into his chest. Izzie smirks, "So, Dr. Torres. Did you always know you wanted to go into orthopedics?" Callie retorts, "Did you always know you wanted to model?" Ooh. Izzie presses on, asking if her "husband" is a doctor, too. Callie's all, "What are you trying to ask me? My history, marital status, dark little secrets?" Izzie informs Callie that she is George's best friend. Callie says that's funny, because as George's best friend, she hasn't been much of a matchmaker in the past. Throughout all this, Meredith has been sitting to the side uncomfortably. Callie forcefully twists the guy's leg around like she's Kathy Bates in Misery, and it is on.
Izzie takes it into the stairwell, where she runs into George. She says they could talk about stuff, if he wanted, like..."you know, your friend...Callie? You know, if you like her, I...I will like her." George offers in response, "I can't escape her. All I want to do is forget her." Izzie gets all excited about this. "You want to escape Callie? Thank GOD, because she is like a total freak...huh. Not Callie. Sorry?" George doesn't care about ANY of this, and I will tell you for free that I don't either, and I really wish Izzie would just shut her knitty little face. He says he's going to tell her something, and when he does, it officially becomes her problem. "Meredith has a sister." Okay!
In surgery with McDreamy, Bailey discovers that not only is their brain tumor patient a kid, he's a young black boy just like her son, and he's also about to undergo awake brain surgery. McDreamy wakes up the boy, named Andrew, and asks him to count for him. Andrew opens his eyes and starts counting groggily as Bailey looks on in horror. Commercials.
When we return, McDreamy tells Andrew he needs him to keep talking so they can make sure they don't damage his brain. Andrew, who is adorable, says he'll try. He tells the room he's in seventh grade, but not really into sports. McDreamy tries to get him to keep talking. "What about girls? You have any girlfriends?" Andrew says no, and Bailey takes over for dumb McDreamy. She steps around so she's facing Andrew. "You probably don't have time for girlfriends, right, Andrew? Probably too busy, right?" Andrew, sighing with relief, answers so, so politely, "Yes ma'am." And from this moment on, if anything happens to Andrew, I will blow up this show, because I am southern and that is how we do things. Bailey asks what he's busy doing. Andrew reveals that he just won the regional spelling bee, and he's getting ready for nationals. As a spelling bee champion myself, I will take that as a completely veiled shout-out. Bailey says in that case, he needs to spell some words for them. She can't think of any for a minute, then says, "All right. Acetaminophen." Andrew asks for the origin of the word. Bailey: "Uh, heck if I know." Aw. This is going to make me cry, isn't it?
Addison runs into George and asks where the hell the test results for Molly are. George spills all to Addison: Molly is Meredith's sister, who Meredith doesn't even know exists, and now he's on this case, and also God hates him. Hee. Addie's like, "Well, I guess I won't kill you this time. Freak."
Burke walks into Jackie's room just as she's attempting to dis...mount from all her wires. She says she's getting out of this hospital right now, because she's done and tomorrow's her daughter's birthday. Only she can hardly breathe and she's just had major surgery. Burke tries to get her to calm down, saying her lung could collapse if she pulls out the tube. Jackie says she's breathing much better now, really. She struggles and argues until Alex takes her by the arm and firmly says, "Your kid doesn't even know you have cancer. You really want to risk dropping dead on the street outside the hospital?" This renders Jackie...well, breathless. Alex, of course, gets in trouble with Burke outside the room. He reminds him again how important bedside manner is, and says it's not his place to take a tone like that with a patient, ever. Alex is all, "Yessir, uh huh, whatever," and stomps off.
Outside at their lunch table, Izzie asks what Meredith's other family are like. Cristina: "They're like people Meredith is related to and never met." Heh. George says they're nice, actually. Izzie can't imagine having a family you know nothing about, and wonders if Meredith will freak out. They can speculate no further, though, because Webber chooses that moment to walk over and sit down to Cristina. He says it seems he's a little rusty these days. "Dr. Yang here has been kicking my ass all over." Everyone's all, "Oh, naaaaw, no way, never!" as Cristina attempts to seem modest. Webber says yes, it's true, then tells Cristina that unfortunately, speed and precision aren't the most important surgical skills. "Basics are the key. You need a solid foundation before anything else." An uncomfortable silence descends, and Webber realizes it's him causing it. After he gets up to leave, Cristina gets all giggly. "Ha ha haa, I really AM kicking the Chief's ass!" As in weeks past, Meredith then sits down and George immediately jumps up to leave. Mere tells the girls it's okay, she can take rejection. The weird thing is, she continues, is that she thought she just saw her father. Izzie gasps, "Oooh, that is good! That's so good." Cristina: "Did you meet your sister too?" Meredith drops her "knitting" and stares. Oh, Cristina.
Over in surgery, Andrew is regaling the doctors with tales of great spellers past. He is so CUTE. McDreamy says it's his turn for a word. "Fibromyalgia." Bailey's all, "Fibromyalgia? Andrew won the regionals, he's going to DC. He's probably insulted by fibromyalgia!" Hee. I have been insulted by fibromyalgia on more than one occasion, but it's that asshole spondylitis you really have to watch out for. What a jerk. Andrew spells the word perfectly, then adds, "She's right. That was kind of easy." McDreamy says all right then, now he's bringing on the heat. "Omphalocele." A
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ndrew repeats the word as McDreamy digs around in his brain. He says it again, but it comes out all garbly. No! We get one of those drumbeats like in the blow-up episode, and Bailey starts looking panicked. Andrew tries to say the word again, but now he's just making sounds. The room gets really loud with the drumbeats and McDreamy talking and Andrew trying to say "omphalocele," and oh my God it's too much. Commercials!We return to Andrew struggling to say the damn word. "Ooh. Eh. Eh. Feh?" Bailey tries to comfort Andrew, saying Dr. Shepherd's working on it and she needs him to hold on a second. McDreamy pokes around in his brain for a second, then tells her to try now. Bailey asks Andrew to spell "omphalocele" one more time for her. Aigh! He opens his mouth, and says clearly, "O-M-P-H-A-L-O-C-E-L-E. Omphalocele." The world breathes a sigh of relief, or maybe that was just me. Bailey cries tearfully, "That's good, yes! That's perfect." Andrew asks Bailey if she's, uh, crying. Bailey turns away all, "Ooh! Got something in my eye!" Heh. McDreamy tells Andrew they're almost done, then looks over at Bailey, who tells him to stop looking at her like that. "It's my hormones. I'm still a surgeon, just a surgeon with an excess of estrogen. Deal with it." McDreamy: "Mm hmmm." Bailey asks Andrew if he can spell "estrogen." He does, and McDreamy pipes up, "Here's a word for you. 'Delusional.'" Aw.
Cristina Is The Best At Everything Class Time. The instructor tells the class that their final assignment is to take the skills they've learned and apply them to a single operation. Cristina and Webber stand at their respective tables and stare each other down. Webber snaps his glove hilariously, and they're off to the races.
Meredith lurks outside Molly's room as Addie gives her an update on her condition, for which the prognosis is good. Addison is about to leave when she sees Meredith; in one of the coolest moves ever, Addie beckons her in and says, "Molly, this is Dr....this is Meredith, she'll be continuing your prep work and taking your vitals." Meredith gratefully takes the blood pressure cuff and starts talking to her sister. She comments on Molly's pretty wedding ring, and Molly says it was her grandmother's, and then her mom's. Mere looks like she's thinking maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all, especially after Molly starts going on and on and -- seriously, ON -- about how great her parents are, and how proud and overprotective her dad is, and how she's his little girl and all, you know. Then she tops it all off with "Yeah, Lexie, my sister? She's in med school at Harvard. She's the smart one. You should see how my dad is about her. He's, like, CRAZY proud." Meredith would like to vomit now, please, and she excuses herself. Awful. Molly really is a sweetie, and she really didn't know that she needed to shut it about ten thousand sentences ago.
Mere bursts into a room where Izzie and Callie are cleaning up from putting a cast on. She tells Callie she needs something to smash -- can Callie help her? Callie's all, "Huh? You can clean up this cast crap if you want." Meredith takes a mallet and starts smashing the cast all to bits. She's wailing on it pretty good with her tiny little arms. Callie, to Izzie: "Is she freaking out?" Izzie answers, "Oh, no. She's fine. She's great! So, George?" Callie gets this look on her face and tells the girls, with Meredith beating the cast to hell the whole time, that they don't see George, but she does. "He makes my world stop. He's sweet, and smart, and kind, and strong. He makes my world stop, so you shut up about him." Whoa! She looks at both of them with disgust, and tells them to clean up the mess when they're done smashing. She leaves, and Meredith finally stops. Izzie: "Oh my God. George is her McDreamy." He certainly is, or she's his Ted Bundy. You decide.
Cristina Is Better Than You! Class. She's steadily working away, and steals a glance over at Webber that makes her stop short. Webber is using his robotic arms to suture his "patient," and he's doing it with his eyes closed. Cristina gapes at him, and all of a sudden he throws up his arms and yells, "I'm done! I'm done." The instructor comes over and proclaims his work flawless. Webber pulls his gloves off with another snap, and looks at Cristina. "They call me DOCTOR WEBBER. That's why I'm the CHIEF." Haaaaa! Cristina looks down at her own paltry work as Webber saunters out. The Chief rises again! Back to basics, Yang!
Back in Jackie's room, Alex has to watch as Jackie tells Amelia she won't be out of the hospital; Amelia pouts; Jackie promises they'll do something super-special for her birthday year, when she'll be dead; and Amelia stomps out teenagerily. Alex asks Jackie how this whole lying thing is working out for her. Jackie's all, "Well, I never!" Alex tells her that she's going to die soon, and she knows it, so why does she keep trying to paint a rosy picture for Amelia? Jackie sets her jaw and tells Alex he's not a mother. I'd beg to differ on that one, J. She says he doesn't know what it's like to hold your newborn baby in your arms, and know that your only job in the world is to protect her. Alex says she can call it protecting her or whatever, but she should know that she's leaving behind a kid that'll hate her for the rest of her life. Damn! And just as it seems like he's getting through, Burke walks in and interrupts. He takes Alex back into the hallway to scold him again, but Alex ain't having it. "I'm talking this time. I tell the truth. It's what I do. It doesn't make me a bad doctor. Maybe I'm a pig, maybe I'm an ass, maybe I'm a vermin like everybody says. But I tell them the truth. It's the one thing that I've got going for me, and you don't get to take that away and call it a lesson. Sir." Burke is rendered speechless, and I am filled with glee over the angriest little boy in Seattle. Commercials.
Mere passes Mare (heh) in the hall, and Mare stops Mere (heh). She says she saw a picture of her once, from a long time ago. "You look just like her. Your mother? You look a lot like my girls, especially Molly." Mere tells Mare flatly that she didn't say anything to Molly. Mare says she knows about her, both her girls know that their father was married before and had -- has -- another daughter. Mere: "No, 'had' is right." Mare says her father thinks about her a lot, he really does. "It's just, your mother. She...broke him." Well! How very appropriate! Mere doesn't know how to respond to this, and excuses herself, saying she has to work. I sure hope Callie has her another chunk of plaster to smash.
Thatcher is standing at the surgery board when Webber walks over and stands to him. He says he spent years staring at that board, holding a crying baby, trying to get an idea when his wife would get out of surgery. "'-apy'...takes about an hour. Anything with 'cardio-' and I knew not to plan on seeing her at all that day." Webber asks if he has any idea what's going on with Ellis, and Thatcher says he has no right to talk to him about Ellis. Webber says he's sorry, but he was trying to talk to him about Meredith. "Ellis has early-onset Alzheimer's. It's advanced. And it's hard on Meredith, as you can imagine." Meredith's dad, who after all these years is still looking pretty much like a broken man, just stands there at the board as Webber walks away.
Well, I do believe it's crying time. Bailey checks in on Andrew. She gently tells him that his operation went really well -- they got all of that tumor out of there and everything's going to be just fine. Andrew thanks her. Bailey turns to leave, then stops and says, "You know, I have a son at home, and I'm going home right now to tell him that, today, I met the best speller in Seattle." Tears! Hormones! Estrogen!
Mere sees her father walking down the hall towards her and ducks into a room. If she had any brains at all, she'd actually walk into the
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room rather than "hide" in the doorway, but that's neither here nor there. George sees this and heads Thatcher off at the pass, but not so far away that Mere can't hear every word they're saying. Thatcher asks George if he knows Meredith -- if he's her friend. George says he used to be her roommate, and yes, he knows her pretty well. Thatcher says she came to see him a couple of weeks ago, and he didn't know what to say to her. "She looks so much like her mother. Ellis was...cold. I mean, I was a coward, I was. But her mother would never let me know her, and now I don't know how to know her." George stands up straighter to say what he's about to say, and tells Thatcher that Meredith is anything but cold. "When she smiles...which is not often, because she's been through a lot...but when she does, it's like you feel warm. She's kind. Well, she can be a little selfish. But she cares about people. She's kind. And I think she's gonna be a brilliant surgeon. Around here she's the one to beat. I guess she gets that from her mom...but I think the rest, she gets from you." And Thatcher's crying, and now I'm crying, and if you're not crying, you have no feeling at all in that black shriveled thing you call a heart. Thatcher asks if she's still at the hospital, to which George swiftly replies that he thinks she's gone home. Thatcher looks disappointed, if a little relieved, and they both walk away. To George's retreating back, Mere whispers, "Thank you, George." Wah!McDreamy finds Mere "knitting" in the observation room. They have a cute little conversation where he shares about his awake brain surgery that day, and she shares that she met the sister she never knew she had, and saw her father. Mere wins! She says she'll be fine, though -- "I have my knitting!"
Jackie's room. Amelia is sitting close to her mom on the bed as Jackie says, "Study hard. Keep your grades up, and you're going to want to take two AP classes a semester year." Amelia tells her mom that this is really morbid. Jackie is close to tears, but she's not done yet. "And your Aunt Sue is kind of lazy when it comes to personal hygiene, so you may have to be the one to remind her when it's time to get your eyebrows waxed, or get your hair cut, but eventually she'll get the routine down." Aw. Laurie Metcalf is really rocking this role. Amelia asks if they really have to talk about this now -- she still doesn't really get what's happening, I don't think, but Jackie presses on. She tells her daughter that this might sound random, but she wants her to wear underwear with pantyhose. "It might feel a little bulky, but honestly it's a little slutty not to." Amelia tries to laugh a little, saying this is totally gross. Jackie keeps going, telling her to marry a kind man, someone who's nice to his mother. Amelia: "Mom, I'm not getting married...any time soon." She's starting to tear up. Jackie says she will someday, and when that day comes, just have one glass of champagne, and then drink water for the rest of the night. "There's nothing tackier than a drunken bride." Heh. So true. Amelia asks why her mom's telling her all this. Jackie comes clean, saying she's been sick for a long time and the doctors don't think she's going to get better. Amelia starts crying. "No." Jackie tells her to listen, no, pay attention and listen, because this one is really important. "Someday you're going to have a baby, and you're going to feel overwhelmed by this little life that you're responsible for, and that's normal. You're going to obsess about every little thing you do for it...but I'm going to let you in on a little secret. It doesn't matter, because at the end of the day all that matters is if your kid is happy. So you're going to feel sad for a little while, and that's okay. But don't feel sad forever, okay? Will you promise me that?" By now they're both weeping, and Amelia collapses onto her mom's chest. We get a shot of Alex outside the door, listening in towards the end. See? He's crazy, but he was right.
MereVO: "Life is not a spectator sport. Win, lose, or draw, the game is in progress, whether we want it to be or not." Thatcher walks in to check on Molly, and Izzie walks in to check on Denny. She presents him with a sweater, which she apparently made in one day with her speed-of-sound knitting. Denny is pleased with the sweater, but asks if this means he doesn't get any sexual favors. Izzie tells him to smell it. This is getting weird. He does, and says it "smells like Izzie." Izzie says she wore it for three hours, and that is the closest he's going to be getting to her body. "You want to play some Scrabble, or are you too tired?" Denny chooses Scrabble, then adds, "Just show me one boob." Fine, that was pretty cute. Creepy, but cute.
Cristina corners Webber on his way out of the hospital, killing herself trying to find out how he beat her with his eyes literally closed. Webber looks at her kindly. "Old-school, Yang. Muscle memory. You wanna win? Always go back to the basics." And in the scene, she goes waaaay back. Naked-in-her-apartment back. While Burke and George are enjoying a nice game of chess, of course. As she steps into the kitchen, naked as a jaybird, George catches sight of her. He jumps a little, then covers his eyes, no doubt blinded by her intense hotness. Burke jumps up. "What the hell are you doing?!?" Cristina turns around innocently. "Oh, me? Being comfortable in my apartment." Burke can't take it. He yells at George to get out. Cristina walks back into the bedroom with a snack and smiles to herself, "Basics." I'll say.
MereVO, as we switch back to the hospital: "So, go ahead. Argue with the refs. Change the rules. Cheat a little. Take a break, and tend to your wounds. But play." George sits in a deserted hospital corridor and dials Callie's number. He hears a phone ringing around the corner and follows the sound. Just as he stumbles into Callie's...lair? I don't know what to call it. Cupboard under the stairs? At any rate, she lives in the hospital, and just as George discovers this, she answers her phone, then looks up. She immediately sees fit to tell him -- twice -- that she's not crazy; she just spends so much time at the hospital, it makes sense to live there. In nobody's world does that make sense, but she's beautiful and funny, so I'll reserve judgment for now. George picks up a pair of shears and asks if she knows how to cut hair. She does, as we soon see. She also knows how to kiss George, because that happens . Aw. MereVO: "Play hard. Play fast. Play loose and free."
Meredith is sitting in the vet's office with her stupid knitting, and the preternaturally chirpy receptionist asks if she's getting the hang of it. Mere says not really. I'll drink to that. Receptionist: "You give up men?" Mere: "No. Yes." She says she doesn't really need to see the vet; she just wants to spend some time with Doc. It's too bad, then, that the vet walks out of the back just then with Doc, and the vet is none other than the surprisingly tasty-looking Chris O'Donnell. Well, hellooooo there, Scruffy McFinerson. Mere gets this "oh, SHIT" look on her face when he introduces himself, and can do nothing but look back down at her knitting. MereVO: "Okay, so it's not whether you win or lose. It's how you play the game. Right?" We get a gratuitous (but not unwelcome) shot of Chris O'Donnell's ass, and fade out.
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