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Meredith: There is a portion of the cerebral cortex of your brain,
folded deep within an area
between the temporal and frontal lobes.
Wait.
DeLuca...
Wha... What are you doing here?
Whatever you want, Dr. Grey.
Ah! Ah.
It's called the insula, and it's where desire starts.
Morning. Ah!
You're with Maggie.
Yeah, but it's just a dream, so it doesn't count.
Huh. Head in the gutter.
I like it. Tell me more.
Y... You don't get to judge me.
Mom. Ah!
Bailey woke up, and I gave him some milk,
but he undid the cap on the sippie cup,
and he spilled his milk all over Ellis.
Oh, thank God.
If I fall asleep in the sand, will you judge me?
No. If I throw up in the sand, will you judge me?
Mm, only a little.
God, it's pretty.
Pretty bright.
Yeah.
Here.
The insula is only about the size of a pea,
but what it triggers in our bodies
and, by extension, in our lives,
can be epic.
Oh.
Uh... Uh... Hi.
I'm sorry.
I... I think I have the wrong house.
Are you looking for Amelia or Owen?
'Cause they're still sleeping.
The baby was up all night.
I have the wrong house.
What happened? Is he up again?
No, I'm sorry. You can go back to sleep.
It's nothing.
Can you make coffee?
Yeah.
Oh, whoa. Mess.
Not a dream.
Definitely not a dream.
April and Matthew and Jo and Alex all got married.
And the rest of us got painfully drunk.
Why do we do that?
Huh?
Numb life's most joyous, most vulnerable,
most powerful experiences with alcohol...
why do we do that?
Mm, that's too deep a question
for before I've had my coffee.
All yours.
Why are we whispering?
'Cause DeLuca's asleep.
DeLuca's not asleep.
He's just staring like an idiot.
He must be as hungover as I am.
Yeah, I have to call in sick, guys.
No. Nobody's calling in sick.
It's a beautiful day. You're gonna get dressed.
We're all gonna walk to work.
- Come on. -
Let's go, guys. Come on.
God, my head hurts.
Ooh. Yes. Don't mind if I do.
Uh, orange, please.
No, no, wait. Pineapple.
And extra ice.
Nice. Thank you.
Good morning.
Oh.
Thank you, dear.
You were up and out early.
Did you make your AA meeting?
Oh, no, um, I... I wanted to...
try and make a dent on these charts,
so I... I'll go tonight.
Did you get any sleep at all last night?
Thanks to you...
I slept...
Quite...
Well.
And I hope to sleep quite well again tonight, too.
Uh, you get back to your charting.
Oh, I'm too distracted now.
Mwah!
Mm.
Good morning, Dr. Altman!
Oh, and what a gorgeous morning it is.
Dr. Bailey, I have to talk to you
about the interim chief position.
I... I just... I wanted to see you
and... and... and... and thank you for the offer.
Oh, you're welcome. It's exciting.
Oh! Plus, I just hired a new ortho god.
He was the personal surgeon to the Seattle Mariners.
And... And we are putting the finishing touches
on a state-of-the-art hyperbaric therapy center.
Oh, we are state-of-the-art.
We are a place you want to work.
I know. I know.
Th... This is not personal, Dr. Bailey.
Just... I thought that I was coming back to town to stay.
I... I thought that I wanted... but I... I don't.
I... I... I don't want what I thought I wanted,
so I'm... I'm not coming back to town.
I can't be your interim chief.
I'm going.
Far, far away.
So, you know, just...
Good luck with your... the stress sabbatical, and...
I hope that I haven't added to it.
The... The stress.
Yeah, I mean, I was just saying April got married, right?
And I stood there, and I watched,
and it was good.
I was good. I was truly happy for her,
and that's a big deal in my life.
It's like a turning point, actually.
So, I just... I don't know... want to pay attention to that.
To what?
To whatever's next.
You know? I don't... I don't know.
It's not like I believe in a big sign
or a message from above or something like that.
It's just...
I don't know.
Oh, my God.
I kissed Meredith Grey last night.
Oh. Oh, my God.
I mean, I just don't get how she was able
to make a decision that big that fast.
I mean, it takes me three weeks of research
just to choose a toothbrush.
Yeah, well, that's April for you.
I mean, you know, she did the same thing with me.
Honestly, I don't know.
I feel like maybe that's how faith works.
Yeah, I mean, I guess that's the appeal.
You just follow your gut...
...and you trust that there's some hand there
to catch you if you fall
or... or to help you if you get it wrong.
Hey. Hey!
Whoa.
Ma'am?
Ma'am.
Is anybody gonna call?
911. Yeah, I got it.
Uh, what... what do you see?
Got a thready pulse.
Respirations are shallow.
Obviously an open femur fracture.
Probably has internal injuries, as well.
Come on, pick up.
You saved our lives, man.
I just grabbed your jacket.
DeLuca, my life almost ended, and you saved it.
All right? You were gonna call in sick, for God's sake.
If you'd done that, I'd be dead.
Woman: Dr. Browning to the CAT lab.
Dr. Browning to the CAT lab.
Ah. Anything good?
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