Grey's Anatomy

Our skulls cushion our brains.

What's happening?

Hey, it's me. Do you want a giant tumor?

Why would I want that?

It's the one from my wall that Derek drew.

I thought you might like it. It's here in the hall.

Our rib cage guards our hearts.

the body is built to protect our most vulnerable parts.

At 3:30?

At least that's how it's supposed to work.

Josephine Wilson.

Strong in ortho, plastics,

and not a bad head for neuro, actually.

Her outcomes are excellent.

Yeah, she really rallied.

She had a tough year, personally.

Never would have known.

Stephanie Edwards.

She's expressed a clear interest and talent for neuro.

She could write whatever ticket she wants. She's a superstar.

Very driven.

Yes, she will make us proud.

Well, this is fun. Like the sorting hat.

Yep.

Benjamin Warren.

Well, say what you want to say.

Warren's a utility player, good anywhere you put him.

That's true.

He tends to play it safe.

He goes for the easy cases, easy diagnosis.

He lays back. No risks.

Ben Warren? Have you seen his file?

He's made very risky moves.

I've had to reprimand him myself.

Of course I read his file.

After a mistake like Warren makes,

a resident goes one of two ways.

He either plays it smarter or he plays it safer.

Warren went safer.

He may not even be aware it's happening.

Moving on. Martin carver.

You talk to Wilson a lot.

Uh, daily. Why?

She and Karev. You think they're back together?

I don't know.

Ohh.

Oh. Never mind. Forget I asked.

You like her.

Nope. I'm not doing this.

No. Hey. Hang on, hang on. Stop. You're a good guy.

Y-you want to let that go, okay?

You made a grand gesture,

but she still hasn't said anything to you, has she?

So just do yourself a favor.

That's all I'm saying.

Here you go. Friend to friend.

Yeah. Okay. Let's go fix people.

Dr. Lantz to labor & delivery.

Hey. Someone paged me.

That was me. I need your help. Very urgent.

Great. Where we headed? My place or yours.

Tonight. The minute we are off of work.

I don't care if you have other plans. They're canceled.

I have plans of my own.

So you paged me... For a dinner date.

I mean, sure. We can eat, too.

My plans are more... Naked plans.

Oh! Okay.

To be clear, I mean sex.

Yeah, no, no. I... I got that.

But you're hesitating.

I came on too strong? You're not ready?

You're weirded out.

Hey. Are you with someone?

What's your name?

Liam.

Liam, hey. Are you hurt?

Are you sick? Do you feel bad?

Okay. Where are your parents?

I don't have any.

Who do we have, Deluca? This is Holly Harner.

Complaining of generalized chest and abdominal pain after a fall.

She's also got a pretty obvious forearm fracture.

Just waiting for her x-rays to come up.

Hi, Holly. I'm Dr. Kepner. Hi.

Can you tell me how you fell?

So, I was having the best sex of my life.

No, third-best.

I'd hate to see the best.

No, no. So, then I had to pee.

And it was dark, and I'm trying to find the bathroom.

I found the front door instead,

walked right out in the stairwell and...

oh, no. Yeah, two flights.

He slept right through it.

His neighbor found me. Ah, ah!

Does that hurt? Yeah.

And the guy you were with?

Ah, well, it was one of those one-night things. Mm-hmm.

So he'll just think I ducked out in the middle of the night.

Which is fine.

It's good, actually.

Oh, my god.

What? What is it?

My pants... they're on his floor.

He's gonna have to figure that one out.

Ugh. I'm sorry, Holly,

but it looks like you've broken your arm in two places.

Oh, come on.

Yeah. And there's free fluid in the left upper quadrant.

We're gonna need to get her up for a pan scan

and page general. Okay.

Is he single?

Hey, Maggie.

Hi. Hi.

Are you gonna be home tonight?

Should be. What are we doing?

I was thinking about having Nathan over,

but I don't want it to be weird or uncomfortable, so...

Well, it's your house.

You should have over whomever you want.

But it's your house, too.

Are you saying you don't want to have him over if I'm there?

No, that's not what I'm saying at all.

It's totally fine.

Are Holly's scans up yet?

Uh, not yet. Okay.

It's a little weird, but it's fine.

Okay. Forget it. Forget I said anything.

Okay, yeah. Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Hello?

Hey, Holly. How's it going in there?

Yeah, um, you know, it just occurred to me,

uh, when you do the scan, you might see something weird.

And I don't want you to freak out.

Ah, don't worry about it.

We've seen everything, Holly. Trust me.

Uh, well, I've got a giant, inoperable heart tumor.

Holy...

And, uh, you know, you can just ignore that.

It's just something I have.

Is it sharp, like someone stabbing you really hard,

or throbbing... Like a ball bouncing against your head?

It just hurts.

Sometimes I feel like I've been spinning.

Like you're dizzy?

Okay. Constant pain. Intermittent dizziness. It could be vestibular.

Can you tell us who takes care of you?

Charlotte.

And where do you and Charlotte live?

On a farm.

Wow. That's pretty cool. You got any animals?

A rat... And a goose, a sheep...

Ah. I bet there's a pig, too.

All right. You stay right here for a minute, okay?

All right. Something's going on neurologically.

We need to get him a head ct.

Well, we can't. Not without consent.

And how do we find Wilbur's parents?

We've already placed a call out to police

regarding missing kids.

Well, it shouldn't take too long.

Kid's got clean clothes, seems well-nourished.

He reads books.

Or someone reads them to him.

He's... he's seizing.

Liam. Liam.

Someone get something for his head!

Two of lorazapam!

And draw up a loading dose of Keppra!

On it.

So, you have some bleeding from a spleen laceration.

We'd like to try and do something

called a splenic embolization

so that we can repair it without doing surgery.

All right. I'm in. Surgery would only slow me down.

Well, as for your heart tumor...

oh, yeah. Left atrial sarcoma.

It's inoperable.

I've got less than a year left. It's okay.

"Inoperable" means different things to different surgeons.

I-I've seen six surgeons. So I know the stages.

You guys are in stage 1.

You see it, your eyes light up,

you're the only ones who can tame it.

Stage 2... you make a plan,

a plan unlike any who have come before you.

You get my consent.

Stage 3... you realize it doesn't work

and you feel weird and you get all sad,

and then you feel you disappointed me

and then make it my job to convince you that I'm okay

so that you feel better.

Can we just skip it?

I know it's complicated, but I really think...

yeah, uh, how long am I laid up till my spleen heals?

How long till I can, you know, get back in the saddle?

Uh, depends on the kind of saddle.

Uh, well, I'd like to have sex with as many men