Grey's Anatomy
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Izzie: What are you doing?
Cristina: Just making sure everything's running smoothly here. And... it is. Kudos.
Izzie: Oh, no, no, no, no. Ah uh! Oh, no! I am on Hunt's service. Anything that turns surgical down here is mine.
Cristina: You don't need the hours, you spent the last 6 months in the OR.
Izzie: Unconscious on a table. It does not count.
Lexie: Meredith, his neighbor said that he wasn't getting his mail.
Meredith: Ugh.
Thatcher: I heard that you got married on a sticker. That's great.
Cristina: We should go so you can have family time.
Lexie: No, I don't . I don't know what's wrong with him.
Meredith: Did you pick him up off the floor of a bar Lexie? That might be a clue.
Thatcher: Uh, I'm not. I haven't been drinking I just... (Thatcher throws up blood)
Cristina: Now that could be surgical.
He made amends, he's not drunk.
Lexie
Cristina: Did I tell you how great your hair looks. It's all short and um, edgy.
Izzie: Why, you are really tweaking out. How long's it been since you've cut?
Cristina: Over a week.
Izzie: Ooh.
Meredith: My dad's dead. At first I thought he was drunk, then he started puking blood. And, puking blood and disorientation usually means...
Derek: End stage liver failure.
Meredith: Which mean's he's probably dead by now. Or he needs a transplant, and I hope he's not a candidate. Because that means he'd be in the hospital for months.
Alex: Uh, Mer.
Meredith: He needs a transplant doesn't he?
Alex: Yeah.
Bailey: You've got end stage cirrhosis, and the only thing that can save your life is a transplant.
Lexie: How did it happen this fast?
Alex: He bathed it in Gin.
Lexie: Alex.
Thatcher: Your friends right. Except for the Gin. I was a scotch man. What's... what's the next step here? Can I get on a list?
Richard: Um, Thatcher, the transplant board has a rule here. An alcoholic has to be sober at least a year before he qualifies for a donor liver.
Thatcher: I'm only 90 days.
Lexie: I'll do it. I'll do it today. I'll go get tested right now.
Thatcher: Lexie.
Lexie: No, they just take a piece. My liver will regenerate.
Thatcher: I can't ask you to do something like that. It's major surgery.
Lexie: You're not asking. You're my dad. You want a kidney? I'll throw in one of those too.
Meredith: Is he dead?
Lexie: No.
Meredith: Oh.
Bailey: We rushed Dr Grey's labs. She wasn't a match.
Meredith: Oh, ok. What about Holly?
Lexie: Ah, you... Molly. Our sister?
Meredith: Yeah.
Lexie She lives at an army base with her husband in Bahrain. Plus, she has a history of DBT so she can't be a donor.
Meredith: Oh.
Richard: Meredith, we didn't call you here to... We thought you should know before we go in and tell him. Just incase.
Meredith: Right. Right, no. Thank you for keeping me in the loop. Thank you. I have to um, go prep for my surgery now. Ok.
Lexie: He's still sleeping.
Bailey: Good, he needs his rest.
Lexie: Dr Bailey, I um. I was wondering if you could lie. If, if you could lie to the transplant board and tell them that he's been sober for a year. Um, they trust you. They'll listen to you. And, maybe then he could, he could get on the list.
Bailey: Dr Grey, I have 15 other patients all waiting for liver transplants. 15 people in an untenable situation. None of whom drank themselves into it. So no, I will not lie. Not for you, not for anyone. Do you have any other questions I can answer?
Meredith: Is this our optic glioma guy?
Derek: Mhm. Are you sure you're up for this? There'll be others, I promise.
Meredith: Yeah, you know, everyone is looking at me like I owe him something. But, he's still the bad guy here.
Derek: You don't owe him anything. (Kisses her)
Meredith: I...
Thatcher: Meredith.
Meredith: We found a match.
Thatcher: What?
Meredith: We found a match, a donor liver. So, we're gonna schedule the surgery for tonight.
Thatcher: That's terrific. I... But I thought I wasn't eligible for the transplant list.
Meredith: It's not from the list, it's me. I got tested, and my cross match was negative, which means we're an ideal match. So, I'm gonna go get admitted, and we'll do this.
Thatcher: Ah, Mer... I'm a drunk Meredith. I did this. I put myself in this bed. I broke me. I can't... I won't let you put me back together. I put you through enough. It's a generous offer. I can't... I can't accept it.
Meredith: You know what, I'm good. I'm off the hook. I did what I was supposed to do. I offered. Mother Theresa would be proud.
Alex: You gotta go back in there.
Meredith: And do what? Cry and call him daddy?
Alex: He's the sick one okay. He's sick and you're not. You've gotta go back in there. Just say what you've gotta say, and make him take it.
Meredith: Alex, I tried.
Alex: Try again.
Thatcher: Does the Chief always pay such attention to his patients, or just the ones whose wives he had an affair with? Sorry. How'd I do this to myself? How did I end up here?
Richard: You woke up every morning, and you promised yourself that last night would be your last drink. And you made it, till 9am. Or noon. Some days, till cocktail hour. And you were so pleased with yourself, that you rewarded yourself with a drink. You convinced yourself again, that it would be the only one. You have a disease Thatcher. When you're in it, you can't stop. You can't undo what you did. But, Meredith is offering you a second chance man. You need that liver. You need it now. If you want to live.
Thatcher: I took her childhood. I can't take anymore from her. You... you'd better take care of my girls. You owe me at least that.
