Time After Time/Transcript

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Meredith VO: A patient's history is as important as their symptoms. It's what helps us decide if heart burn's a heart attack... if a head ache's a tumor. Sometimes patients will try to re-write their own histories. They'll claim they don't smoke, or forget to mention certain drugs... which in surgery can be the kiss of death.

''[Cristina and Burke are operating, and at this point, something explodes and blood gushes. They frantically try to stop the bleeding.]''

Meredith VO: We can ignore it all we want, but our history eventually always comes back to haunt us.

[Cristina and Burke glance up at Colin in the gallery, who is smirking.]

MEREDITH'S HOUSE:

[Derek is sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and talking to Susan, who is filling up the cupboards and pantries.]

Derek: Meredith, she'll accept a certain amount of help, and then she'll start to feel suffocated.

Susan: Oh. Is this... am I suffocating?

Derek: Oh, no. The groceries are just right. It's... it's me. I sometimes overdo it.

Susan: Well, who could blame you with everything? After Ellis died, I gave her some time, but I want to be here. I want to help make things easier.

Derek: Good. Yeah. That's great. I just try to keep to light, you know, be helpful.

[Meredith walks in.]

Derek: Good morning.

Meredith: Good morning.

Derek: Want some coffee?

Meredith: Yes. [looks at all the groceries and looks at Susan] This all you?

Susan: I just picked up some things to restock your fridge.

Meredith: Well, you bought groceries last week.

Derek: Yeah, you have to get it every week if you want more.

Meredith: Well, thank you. It's unexpected, and you didn't need to do all this.

[Alex walks in.]

Alex: Is this for everybody?

Susan: Absolutely.

Derek: I gotta run. I need to talk to Richard before things get too busy in the hospital. [Kisses Meredith's head.]

Susan: See ya.

Meredith: Are you gonna talk to him about the...

Derek: Yeah. Wish me luck.

Susan: You don't need it. Just make him listen to you. You deserve to be chief.

''[Derek smiles and leaves. Meredith smiles at Susan.]''

ELEVATOR IN THE HOSPITAL:

''[A woman walks in. Richard and Mark, reading some papers, are inside.]''

Woman: [to Richard] Nice sweater.

''[Mark glances up, looking incredulous. Richard looks confused.]''

Richard: Uh... my wife.

Woman: [incredulous] What?

Richard: My wife, she gave it to me. [Mark shakes his head in disbelief.] The sweater. Actually, it's my ex-wife. It's amicable.

Woman: I'm sorry?

Richard: The divorce, it's... it's amicable, very friendly. I'm a friendly guy.

''[Mark's expression is of distaste and incredulity. The woman leaves the elevator in disgust.]''

Mark: 'I'm a friendly guy'?

Richard: Sloan.

Mark: She pressed five and got off at three. She'd rather walk up two flights of stairs than flirt with you. Hell, she'd rather climb up the outside of the building.

Richard: I wasn't flirting.

Mark: You're telling me. There's no need to be embarrassed. Time for you to shake off the rust and get back in the game. You need a wingman.

Richard: I have patients to see.

[Richard leaves.]

Mark: We'd make a great team.

[Richard turns around.]

SCAN ROOM:

[Colin walks in, Cristina is checking a patient's results.]

Colin: Nothing like a quick ventricular reconstruction to jumpstart your morning, eh?

Cristina: Okay, you're officially becoming creepy, creepy and... stalking. Burke and I have set our date. We're getting married next month.

Colin: We both know that you are not the marrying kind.

Cristina: You don't know that. You don't know me anymore.

Colin: Well, just to be sure you're... fully aware of what you're passing up. I'd like you to assist me on my heterotopic heart transplant today.

Cristina: What, a piggyback transplant? Seriously?

Colin: Burke will want to scrub in, too, I imagine. See how it's done.

LOCKER ROOM:

[Cristina and Meredith walk in.]

Cristina: Heterotopic transplant. He is upping his game. I need a gambit. I need to force him into the defensive. Take his queen. [Meredith looks at her.] You've never played chess?

Meredith: I am not a geek.

Cristina: I've gotta crush him. I've gotta annihilate him at his own game.

Meredith: So, it's weird right? That Susan keeps stopping by like this? I mean, we just became friends or semi-related or whatever you call your estranged father's wife.

Alex: You may be confused since you were basically raised by wolves, but this is what mother's do. They stop by, they stock the fridge. Dude, do you think she might do our laundry.

Meredith: Hey, get your own fake mom.

[George walks up to Callie who's lying on the bench.]

George: Hey. Bad night on call?

Callie: Oh, god. Yeah, when my patient's gooey abscess exploded all over me at 4 am, that was a highlight.

[Izzie walking in.]

Izzie: Holy Mary, mother of God, [Izzie and George make eye contact] Pray for us sinners now and at the...

Alex: Iz, you look nice.

Meredith: Did you just come from confession at a church?

Izzie: Shut up.

Alex: Izzie Stevens does penance. You did something bad.

[Izzie and George nervously make eye contact again.]

Callie: [sitting up] Oh, I feel like poo. I hope I can make it through the day without falling asleep.

George: Do you want to make a coffee date? 3 pm, you could use a little pick-me-up.

Callie: Yeah. That sounds nice, really nice. (Good.) Okay.

JANE DOE'S ROOM:

[Mark slowly removes the netting from Jane Doe's face. Alex is holding a camera.]

Alex: Smile. [He clicks.] Oh. Come on, man. That's not a smile.

Jane Doe: Can I see? That's me? [Alex nods.] Oh, my god. [She laughs.] I know this is gonna sound terrible, but I'm not bad looking.

Meredith: I think beautiful is the word you're looking for.

Izzie: I was gonna say hot.

George: I was too, but I would have gotten in trouble.

Dr Bailey: You would've.

Mark: Still a little swelling. In a day or two, I'll raise that hot to smoking.

Jane Doe: Then shouldn't we wait to take the 'after' pictures?

Dr Bailey: We could, but the sooner we take them, the sooner we get them out there.

Mark: You're picture's gonna be everywhere. The police, the news, the internet.

Jane Doe: But my face looks completely different, then what good would pictures do?

Mark: I was able to maintain aspects of your bone structure