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Season Four
Episode One (continued): A Sorta Fairytale
(Seattle Grace. The hallway outside of the baby nursery. George is standing, his face pressed up against the glass. Addison passes through the hallway, and stops when she recognizes him)
Addison: (Peering over her glasses) Dr. O'Malley, you're here late. (She notices what he's looking at) Babies on the brain?
George: (Snaps out of his daze) Huh? Oh, hi Dr. Montgomery. Shouldn't you be at the reception?
Addison: Well generally a wedding reception requires an actual marriage to take place.
George: (Shocked) You mean Cristina and Dr. Burke didn't…(Addison shakes her head) But he seemed so sure of himself…of his relationship.
Addison: I guess we can never be sure…
George: Life.
Addison: (Considers this for a moment) Yeah, life. (They are both silent) Well, you should be getting home, resting up for your first day. You'll need it. The resident title will mean very little in the beginning. They'll still be running you ragged. They might as well call it intern year, round two.
George: (Laughs nervously)
Addison: Don't worry, I'll put in a good word with the new neonatal attending. (Thoughtfully) You should really consider it, George. You were great with Dr. Bailey. You've got the touch.
George: (Puzzled) New attending?
Addison: Today is my last day. Time to move on, you know? Too much of my past following me around here. I need a fresh start, away from all the drama.
George: (Thinks for a moment, then looks up at her) Dr. Montgomery, can I ask you a question?
Addison: (Concerned) What is it?
George: (Searching for words) Do you ever feel like maybe you made a mistake, coming here…staying with Dr. Shepherd? (She looks slightly taken aback) Forget it. Too personal…I'm sorry, it's just that…
Addison: (Realizing where this is going) George, what happened between Derek and I was a mess. Cheating on him was wrong, adultery always is…but staying with him was worse...I cheated him out of happiness. (She pauses) For a year, I pretended that everything was fine; that we were still in love, that trying to make our marriage work was the right thing to do. It wasn't. We were fooling ourselves into thinking we had some sort of responsibility to stay together. (Sighs) The truth is people change. And they grow apart. Life happens, and usually we have very little control over that. I regret staying with him because it prevented both of us from being happy. At first I believed that I didn't deserve happiness, because of what I did, but I was wrong. People make mistakes. Awful, terrible, life-altering mistakes, but at the end of the day, we all deserve to find happiness. (She looks George directly in the eye) Do not continue down a path you know is wrong out of some sense of duty. If you're not happy, it's not right. You deserve better, you both deserve better.
George: (Nods, swallowing a lump in his throat) Thank you.
Addison: George, you're a good person. You're going to make a great surgeon.
George: (Nods. Addison walks away)
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(The interns locker room, the next morning. Izzie, and Alex enter, carrying empty boxes. Meredith and Cristina are already at their old lockers, emptying the contents. The new interns are entering in clusters. Lexie Grey is among them.)
Alex: (Putting his box down on a bench and opening his locker. He glances across the bench at Cristina, then leans over to Meredith) Is she seriously working today? After everything that happened? What if she sees him?
Meredith: (Placing tee-shirts into her box) Of course she is. She's Cristina. She doesn't know how to cope without a scalpel in her hand.
Cristina:(Without looking away from the task at hand) You know that I can hear you, right? (Meredith and Alex shrug) And just for the record, there is nothing wrong with the way I get through things, ok? At least my coping strategies have a positive outcome. I don't end up sleeping with inappropriate men or making everyone fat; I save lives.
Izzie: Hey!
Meredith:(Turning to face Crisitna) Look, I'm not saying you have to take the dark and twisty route. I'm just concerned that maybe all of this denial is going to come back and bite you in the ass.
Cristina: (Annoyed) I am not in denial. And nothing will be biting me in the ass. (Slams her locker)
Alex: (Under his breath) At least not Burke, anyway.
Meredith: (Slaps him on the back of the head) You are not helping the situation. (Alex shrugs, as Meredith walks into the bathroom)
Izzie: (Bending down to put the last of her things in the box. As she stands up, she realizes George's locker is open a crack. She opens the door) Hey, all of George's stuff is gone. He's already cleared out his locker. (Bailey enters the locker room, Izzie sees her) Dr. Bailey, where's George? Why isn't he here?
Bailey: (Hesitantly) Dr. O'Malley will not be joining us today.
Izzie: I didn't realize he'd start Mercy West right away…he never told me he…
Alex: (Cutting her off) Hey, Iz, we should bring this stuff down to the residents' locker room. (He grabs his box and stacks it on top of hers, picking both of them up)
Bailey: (Clearing her throat) First year residents should be reporting to Dr. Torres-O'Malley in the next five minutes. As for all of you interns, I will now read off your assignments. Collins, Harper, Cho, Mitchell and Samuels, you are with Dr. Heron. (Bailey continues to read off names)
Cristina:(Walking back into the locker room with Meredith) I don't know why everyone's so concerned about me, I'm not the only one who got dumped at the altar.
Meredith: Oh no. We are not making this about me. Derek and I have been rocky for a while, the end was imminent. Don't even try to compare us to you.
Cristina:All I'm saying is that you're doing some denying of your own. I don't buy this supportive friend act at all.
Meredith: Excuse me? It's not an act. I'm your person. I'm supposed to be supporting you.
Cristina: That's not what I meant. You're directing the attention off of you. You're projecting. (Hearing Bailey) Oh, new interns. We're done talking about this right now. I want to see them squirm.
Meredith: Ok. But I'm not projecting. And I'm not denying.
Cristina: Liar. (She stops to watch. Meredith returns to filling her box)
Bailey: And that leaves my interns: Davidson, Walsh, Little, Laroe and (She does a double take at the name on the list) Grey?
Meredith: (Looking up) Huh?
Lexie: (Stepping forward and sticking out her hand) Hi Dr. Bailey. I'm Lexie Grey.
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(The residents locker room. Izzie and Alex are transferring all of their belongings into new lockers. Other residents are doing the same. Meredith and Cristina enter)
Meredith: (Fuming) She's in this hospital. She's an intern at Seattle Grace. Like it wasn't enough to lose my real mother, my fake mother and my boyfriend this year. Or to be completely disowned and slapped by my absent father. No, it wasn't even enough to drown apparently. Now I have to deal with the superstar half sister too? (She walks past the lockers and into the bathroom area, Izzie and Alex look puzzled)
Cristina: (Following her, and explaining as she passes by) Lexie. Meredith's other sister. She's an intern. She's Bailey's intern.
Alex: (Putting his stethoscope around his neck) Wow. Talk about getting dealt a shitty hand.
Izzie: Great. This is really setting a good tone for our first day of residency. George is gone, Cristina's in denial and Meredith is going off the deep end. (She slams her locker) Could things get any worse?
(Callie enters the locker room)
Izzie: Yes. Apparently they can. (Rolls her eyes)
Callie: (Looking over a clipboard and approaching Alex and Izzie) Where are Grey and Yang? (Izzie looks down, refusing to make eye contact)
Alex: Bathroom. Meredith's flipping out.
Callie:I don't care if she's stroking out. If I don't see all of my residents in front of me in 30 seconds, not one of you will scrub in on so much as a bowel obstruction. (She walks towards the bathroom)
Alex: (Under his breath) Someone's a little power-hungry. (Izzie nods)
Callie: (Comes back, followed by Meredith and Cristina) Now, we can get started. Welcome to your first year of residency. You are no longer interns, but let me make this perfectly clear: you are still in the training stage of your careers as surgeons. Resident status is not carte blanche to perform any type of surgery at your whim. You may be asked to handle basic procedures without the supervision of a higher ranked surgeon, but for the most part, you will still be performing the same duties you had as interns; pre and post op examinations, assisting senior residents and attendings, and any other tasks that my colleagues or I see fit. You will be working alongside the new interns, but you will not be responsible for them. (She paces back and forth) During this year, you will also be determining which specialty you will focus on for the remainder of your residency. You don't have to know right now, but I strongly urge you to think about it sooner rather than later. The sooner you decide, the more opportunities you will have to refine your skills. (Glances at her clipboard) You will be reporting to me at the start of each shift to receive your assignment for the day. I expect all of you to treat myself and the other senior residents with respect. I'm not here to make your life hell, I'm here to make you better surgeons. Keep that in mind and we should all get along just fine. (She glances at Izzie) Any questions? Good. Ok…Karev, you're with Sloan, Grey, you're with me, Stevens and Yang, take the clinic.
Cristina: (Sighing) The clinic? It's Monday morning. There won't be anything surgical in the clinic. Just stupid people who drank too much over the weekend and kids faking sick to get out of school.
Callie: (Annoyed) Well I guess you're going to have a light morning then. (She turns and exits, Meredith follows)
Cristina: (Stopping Meredith on her way out) Are you going to be ok?
Meredith: Fine. As long as I don't run into my ex-boyfriend or half-sister. (She leaves)
(Izzie and Cristina leave the locker room and head down the hallway to the clinic)
Izzie: God, could she be any more McBitchy?
Cristina: She's like Bailey on speed.
Izzie: Seriously.
Cristina: I'm a resident now. I should not be curing the poor and desperate of their stomach flus and runny noses. I should be slicing flesh and repairing organs. She is wasting my talent.
(Bailey crosses in front of them, she's looking over some paperwork)
Cristina: (Excitedly running up to Bailey) Oh thank God, Dr. Bailey. You have to help us. She has us in the clinic. The clinic on a Monday morning. Can you believe her?
Bailey: What?
Izzie: Callie. She's totally taking this power thing and running with it.
Cristina: (Desperate) You need to give us something. Appendectomy, tonsillectomy, anything, just give me a scalpel.
Bailey: You are not my interns anymore. You're not even my residents. I can't help you.
Izzie: But you're Bailey.
Bailey: (Looks at Izzie and Cristina) Look. I am not in charge of you anymore. And I have my new interns to deal with. Not to mention the fact that this hospital has lost two attendings in the past 24 hours. Callie's chief. If she says clinic, you got the clinic. It's not my place to overrule her. (She turns and walks away)
Izzie: (Incredulous) Wow, that was so…un-Bailey. What's wrong with her?
Cristina: (Ignoring Izzie) Did she say two attendings?
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