Grey's Anatomy

Time stops when you're in the O.R.

You step up to the table...

you evaluate the patient...

you pick up a scalpel...

Big brother.

And then you go into a bubble.

It's just you and your surgery, and nothing else matters,

not time, not pain, not exhaustion...

nothing.

Hey.

Just finished my corpectomy. Did I miss it?

No, you're good.

Wow.

- That was fast. - What was fast?

I put out feelers with a real-estate agent

about the house,

and looks like I got an offer.

You're selling the house?

No.

I-I don't know. Maybe.

Why do people constantly feel the need to kill their arteries?

Are they here yet?

Oh, did I miss it? Tell me I didn't miss it.

- Nope. - I almost forgot.

I can't wait to see the beads of sweat

on their freaked-out little faces.

Oh, man. Did I miss it?

- Nope. - Nope.

I want to see someone crap... actually crap.

Seen it, smelled it. Not as fun as you'd think.

It's happening!

The baby chicks and ducks are here!

It happens in real life, too.

When something big happens, something tragic,

you freeze.

You retreat into your happy bubble...

- Derek. - Derek.

- Right. Meredith. - Meredith.

For what seems like a second...

Until you look up.

And suddenly you realize...

it's a whole new year.

Each of you today comes here hopeful,

wanting in on the game.

A month ago, you were in med school,

being taught by doctors.

Today, you are the doctors.

The five years you spend here as surgical residents

will be the best and worst of your lives.

They will...

You have a question?

Yes. Why?

- Uh, you raised your hand. - No, I'm sorry.

I mean why will these be

the best and worst years of our lives?

Uh, I-I was getting to that.

Sorry.

Um, where was I? Oh, right.

You will be pushed to the breaking point.

Look around you.

Say hello to your competition.

Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty.

Five of you will crack under the pressure.

Two of you will be asked to leave.

This is your starting line.

This is your arena.

How well you play...

that's up to you.

- They look stupid. - They look like babies.

Were we ever that young?

- They're so... well rested. - And stupid.

And eager, like puppies.

No, not like puppies.

- Chicks and ducks. - Chicks and ducks.

When did we start calling them that?

You've been gone for a year.

Left to their own devices, they would drown.

And take the patients down with them.

God help us all.

They look good.

Pretty good.

Some of them.

I mean, for chicks and ducks.

I'll at least get some good ones, right?

You'll make sure I get some good ones?

Yeah. You're gonna hook me up.

Uh, listen up.

This is Dr. Edwards.

Some of you are lucky enough to be under her supervision.

Listen closely to everything she says.

Observe. Learn.

She has the power to mold you into fine surgeons.

Thank you, Dr. Webber.

Oh, and congratulations, sir.

Dr. Webber's getting married this afternoon.

- Hey! - Hey!

Wow! That's...

- Whoo! - Yeah.

Mazel tov, sir. Congratulations.

Hooray!

Thank... thank you.

Uh, now, um... Who's got Dr. Edwards?

I did not hook you up.

All right. I have three rules.

One... listen to the nurses. Respect the nurses.

Do whatever the nurses say.

You may think you know more than the nurses.

You do not.

Two... your life is now all about me...

Charge to 200.

Not about you or your boyfriend...

Charged. Clear!

Your fight with your sister...

Or your nasty little rash down there.

So, when we are focused on me,

we are learning to be surgical Gods.

When we are focused on you, we're working at a gas station.

Three... no complaining.

You complain and you are out. Got it?

You.

Rules. Repeat.

Listen to nurses, worship you, complain and die.

Good. Let's go.

Hunt.

How much longer is Richard gonna be interim chief?

Because I want to expand my department,

and he has kind of a different approach to the budget.

- So when are you coming back? - Uh, I'm not.

The board's gonna appoint a new chief.

We are? When?

- Why? - Yeah, why?

Because... uh... I've been chief long enough.

And... It's time for something else.

Dr. Meadows. Dr. Meadows.

Jackson.

Jackson!

This is... uh... you are just making a mess.

What are you doing?

Oh. Do you want some?

Sweetheart, you don't have to be here.

Really, I'm fine.

I am supporting you. I'm your maid of honor.

April said the job of the maid of honor...

support the bride. Keep her company.

So I'm supportin'.

I'm keeping you company.

You know, Meredith also said that the maid of honor

drives the getaway car if you want to make a run for it.

So, you know, you want to make a run for it,

I'm standing by.

Ready to go. Just give me a holler.

Until then, we're up on L.A. by 4.

I thought April would be with you when you came over.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. Fine.

Mm. Well.

I know it's a challenge.

The woman that came back from the combat zone

is not the same girl that left here.

April has changed.

It would be understandable if that created problems.

Jackson.

Is that Richard?

Tell me that he's here. Tell me he's here, finally.

I told him not to go to that hospital today.

We interrupt this program

- to bring you late-breaking news... - It's not Richard.

From our studios in downtown Seattle.

What's wrong?

These images are just coming in.

You know how many incoming?

No. We don't even know what happened. But it is big.

I guess we're probably not making it out of here in time for that wedding.

- You did a lobectomy on a dirt road? - Well, we had to.

The nearest medical center was 150 miles away.

- Hey, does anybody know what happened? - Not a clue.

So, was it just a 24/7 adrenaline rush?

- What was a 24/7 adrenaline rush? - The desert. No.

You get desensitized pretty fast.

There's another group leaving in two weeks if you're interested.

You're not living in a tent.

- I grew up in a car. - That had doors.

We should both go.

I'm definitely not living in a tent.

Okay. Here we go.

What have you got?

Mid-60s female with crush injuries.

Massive blood loss at the scene.

We've done chest compressions for 28 minutes.

49-year-old male. Went into V-fib en route.

Shocked times three.

He had two rounds of epi and vaso.

There are four more ambulances behind us.

Every last one of them's got nothing but D.O.A.s.

What's going on?

Why aren't the ambulances unloading?

Because they aren't ambulances. They're freakin' hearses.

All the patients are dead.

What the hell happened out there?

S11E23 Time Stops