Love/Addiction/Transcript

Meredith VO: In the hospital, we see addiction every day.
MEREDITH'S HOUSE:
George: I feel... this... this... this exhilaration. It's like I finally figured it out.
[Izzie nods eagerly.]
George: You know, it's like when... it's like I was sleeping and I woke up. And it's just, it's just amazing.
[Izzie smiles and nods happily.]
Meredith VO: It's shocking how many kinds of addiction exist. 
DEREK'S TRAILER:
[Derek and Meredith are lying in bed together, naked.]
Meredith: This is the best breakup ever. 
Derek: I don't know why we didn't a long time ago.  
Meredith: What are you doing? 
Derek: Sleeping. 
[He puts his arm on Meredith.]
Meredith: No, no sleepovers. 
Derek: Yes, come on. It's three in the morning. 
Meredith: No. Broken up people don't sleep over. Sex is the only part of the relationship that works.  
Derek: Why screw it up with everything? Dinner. Conversations.  
Meredith: You're mocking my severe emotional limitations. I can live without conversation, meals or sleepovers... 
Derek: We shouldn't have sleepovers. You snore. [Meredith laughs.] But mockery, I don't know. That's a deal breaker.  
Meredith: Okay. Sex and mockery it is. 
[Derek kisses Meredith.]
Meredith VO: It would be too easy if it were just drugs and booze and cigarettes.  
MEREDITH'S HOUSE:
George: She said she loved me and you know what? My dad... oh, god, he loved her and... and you, know, when he died, then... I... I shouldn't have gotten married.  
Meredith VO: I think the hardest part of kicking a habit is wanting to kick it.  
BURKE'S APARTMENT:
[Cristina is sitting on the couch surrounded by presents.. She looks at an envelope and throws it away.]
Meredith VO: I mean, we get addicted for a reason, right?  
[Cristina suddenly grabs a wrapped gift and tears it apart. She grabs more and continues.]
MEREDITH'S HOUSE:
George: I thought it was right, but it wasn't. It's not.  
Izzie: It's not. 
George: No.  
Meredith VO: Often, too often, things that start out as just a normal part of your life at some point cross the line to obsessive, compulsive, out of control.  
[Izzie smiles and leans forward, George too leans in, until suddenly he moves away.]
George: I... I got to tell her. I have to tell her that the marriage is over. It's the right thing to do.  
[He grabs his coat and leaves. He suddenly comes back.] 
George: Did you see how I walked out determined?  
Izzie: [smiling] It made me proud.  
Meredith VO: It's the high we're chasing, the high that makes everything else fade away.  
[George leaves and Izzie leans back on the sofa. She smiles happily.]
Izzie: He loves me too.  
SEATTLE GRACE:
Richard: What do you think of the board? 
Derek: Good. Looks good. You did a good job.  
Richard: I didn't do it. I'm delegating. I am being a delegator. I'm doing it all different. Making time for my wife.  
Derek: Oh, yeah? She talking to you yet? 
Richard: Will when she sees I'm a delegator. I should move that surgery up there.  
Derek: [takes a sip of his coffee] Junkie.  
Richard: Yeah, right, right. It's good. It's fine. I'm delegating. Being a delegator.  
[Richard leaves and Mark appears.]
Mark: What's wrong with the chief? 
Derek: He's a junkie.  
Mark: Him? You're the one who looks all strung out.  
Derek: I'm just tired.  
Mark: Let me guess, you and Meredith are back together and you've been up all night doing the horizontal salsa. 
Derek: Mambo. Horizontal mambo. Meredith and I, we're just friends. 
Mark: Sexy friends. 
Derek: You're like the worst, most juvenile human being I've ever met in my life. 
Mark: You know the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem. 
Derek: How many nurses have you slept with this week? 
Mark: That's not a problem, man. That’s an adventure.  
RECEPTION:  
[Cristina is giving away her gifts.]  
Tyler: It's beautiful.   
Izzie: It's the Belgian Flip Round Pro.   
Cristina: What do you want?  
Tyler: What do you got? Next projectile vomiter, I lose your pager.   
Cristina: I know you better. Surgeries, baby, preferably cardio.   
Mark: Are these all wedding gifts?   
Izzie: She's giving them away, Dibs on the Mixmaster.   
Cristina: I'm not giving you the Mixmaster,   
Meredith: You're supposed to return them.   
Cristina: Burke registered for this crap. Now I'm the one stuck dealing with it. I'm using it for professional gain.   
Mark: [gesturing to an espresso machine] You're ready to part with this?   
Izzie: She's not! I want it. I want it.  
Cristina: I am if I help on the rhomboid flap in your next Mohs defect repair.  
Mark: [pulling Izzie's hand off of it.] Come to Daddy.   
[Mark leaves and Alex approaches.]  
Alex: You steal this?  
Izzie: Make her give me something.  
Alex: Give her something.  
Izzie: Mixmaster!   
Cristina: Face it. You have nothing I want.   
[Bailey approaches.]  
Bailey: Would you look at the residents. Big, snazzy residents. Standing around, playing with housewares.   
Cristina: Turn a blind eye, the soup tureen's yours.   
[Bailey stares at her, and Cristina awkwardly turns to her interns.]  
Cristina: Four! Take this Mix... Hey! Take the Mixmaster and all this crap and put them in my locker.   
[Izzie leaves irritably. Cristina's pager beeps and she answers it.]  
Cristina: Carnage in the pit. My day is improving. [To her interns.] Follow.  
Lexie: We're not gonna round?  
Cristina: Carnage trumps rounds, Three. Write that down. Carnage always trumps rounds.  
TRAUMA:  
George: Callie.  
Callie: Oh, hey. I know, I know. I never made it home. Got swamped with paperwork and fell asleep in an on-call room.   
George: I need to talk when you have time.   
Callie: I have no time. This chief resident thing is kicking my ass.   
George: Later then? Tonight when we're alone?  
Callie: Is it serious?   
[They are interrupted by traumas.]  
Richard: What do we got?  
Callie: Uh, gas main blew in a building. Five injured. Some badly.   
Cristina: Excellent... Horrible, horrible! Sad.  
[They run out and a paramedic hands them paperwork.]  
Paramedic: Marla Kristle, 34-year-old female, abdomen blown out, skull fracture, third-degree burns over 40-percent of her body.   
Richard: Okay, I got this. Open OR 2. Page Dr Shepherd. Torres, triage the rest.   
Callie: Yes. Yang, you're with the chief.  
Cristina: Thank you. One, Four, come with me.   
Lexie: What about us?  
Cristina: Uh, go help Bailey in the clinic  
[Another van opens with a paramedic holding a baby and the father running behind.]  
Dave: My wife came in another ambulance. Is she here?   
Callie: Straight to surgery. Are you injured?  
Dave: No. My son.   
[They place the baby onto a bed.]  
Paramedic: 18-months-old- Contusion, possible head injury. BP and pulse are elevated.   
Dave: Everything's going to be okay, baby.  
Callie: Karev!  
Alex: I'm supposed to be on plastics.  
Izzie: I'll take it.   
Callie: Karev. You're with the Kristlers.  
Izzie: What about me?  
Callie: Were you up late last night? You look tired. Perhaps you should sit this out.   
Izzie: I'm fine. Not up late. Went to bed early. Early and alone.   
[Callie has left to attend to another patient.]  
Callie: Hello, Mr...  
Archie: Roche. Archie Roche.     
Callie: Age 60, second, third-degree burns, chest, upper abdomen, facial contusions and fracture.     
Archie: Reading the sports section, next I'm looking up at a hole in the ceiling in Dave and Marla's apartment.     
Mark: Burns should be derided.     
Callie: We'll do a trauma series and shoulder films. Stevens.     
Izzie: Got it.     
Callie: Where's your pain?     
Archie: Just promise me you'll take care of Marla and the baby.     
Mark: Are they your family, sir?     
Archie: They might as well be.     
BABY'S ROOM:     
[The baby is crying as Alex tries to check him.]     
Alex: How close to the explosion was he?     
Dave: We were in the living room. His mom was in the kitchen and...     
Derek: Did the gas line blow?     
Dave: I think it was the stove.     
Alex: Gonna run some tests on the baby.     
Derek: Karev, I'm going into surgery with the Chief. Keep me posted.     
[Alex nods and Derek leaves.]     
CLARK'S ROOM:     
[Meredith and George are examining him.]     
Clark: Marla and David are friends. I was just leaving when the stove blew up. [Meredith unwraps his arm to reveal a burn.] The blast knocked me into a wall.     
[Meredith notices a bruise on his stomach and waist area.
Meredith: [to Bailey] Have you seen this?     
Clark: Grim. You guys looks grim.     
Bailey: Clark, we need to get a CT just to check for internal bleeding.     
Clark: Internal bleeding? I was on my way to work.     
[Outside, Callie checks a page.]     
Bailey: [to Callie] I need a resident to help me in the clinic to oversee the interns while I'm working on this patient.     
Callie: I'm sorry. I can't help.     
Bailey: You can't help?     
Callie: The clinic is voluntary, Bailey. I'm not gonna force residents with this much going on. You can have as many interns as you need.     
RECEPTION:     
[Cristina's talking to a nurse.]     
Cristina: Tell Kent he's got to find himself another OR. The chief's taking his.     
Nurse: Okay.     
[She leaves. Tyler approaches Cristina.]     
Tyler: Waffle maker.     
Cristina: We covered this.     
Tyler: But now I got something you want.     
Cristina: Yeah? What?     
[He glances to his right. Mrs Burke is walking towards the reception. Cristina quickly ducks under the bench.]     
Mrs Burke: Hello. I'm Jane Burke.     
Tyler: Dr Burke's mother. Nice to meet you.     
Mrs Burke: I'm looking for a Dr Cristina Yang.     
Tyler: Yang, Yang. Let me see. Dr Yang... [Cristina hits Tyler's leg.] I'll page her. But I think she's in surgery.     
Mrs Burke: I'll wait.               
[She walks to the waiting area. Tyler looks down at Cristina.]               
Tyler: Waffle maker?               
Cristina: Fine.               
[OPENING CREDITS]               
[Meredith walks towards Cristina.]               
Meredith: Hey, what's the 911?               
Cristina: Mama is here.               
Izzie: I'm working with Callie. Gotta go find George.               
Meredith: Your mother?               
Cristina: No, not my mother. Mama. Mama is here.                                             
Izzie: George? He's your intern.                                             
Meredith: Oh, Burke's mother.                                             
Cristina: Yeah, make the synapses fire a little more quickly, Meredith.                                                                                          
: Alex: What's with her?
: Meredith: Well, Mama Burke is here and we don't know why. My guess is that she's here to kill Cristina.
: Lexie: I am a nice person, okay? I am and I don't know what it is that I did to you but you know... We have the same dad, so I was just thinking that a simple conversation...
: Meredith: We don't have the same dad, Lexie. You and I, we do not have the same dad. My dad disappeared when I was five years old and I never saw him again. Does that sound like the dad you grew up with? I kicked a man out of my bed in the middle of the night. The world's most perfect man, who loves me. And I can't let him. And it doesn't take a shrink to figure it out why. Because our dad chose you. So I'm sure you are a very nice girl, Lexie. But I hope you can understand, you're not a girl I ever wanted to have to know.
: Meredith: Hey, what's the 911?
: Cristina: Mama is here.
: Meredith: Your mother?
: Cristina: No, not my mother. Mama. MAMA is here.
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