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实习医生格蕾

实习医生格蕾

MeredithVO:

Thegame.Theysayeitherapersonhaswhatittakestoplay,ortheydon't.Mymotherwasoneofthegreats.Me,ontheotherhand...I'mkindascrewed.

（Meredithwakesuponthecouchandpullsablanketoffanakedmanonthefloor,wrappingitaroundherself.Shehitshimwithapillowandhegrunts,wakingup.Heliftsupherbra.）

Man:

This...is...?

Meredith:

（grabbingit,smiling）Humiliatingonsomanylevels.Youhavetogo.

Man:

（sittingup）Whydon'tyoujustcomebackdownhereandwe'llpickupwhereweleftoff?

Meredith:

No,seriously.Youhavetogo,I'mlate.Whichisn'twhatyouwanttobeonyourfirstdayofwork,so

Man:

So,ah,youactuallylivehere.

Meredith:

No.

Man:

Oh.

Meredith:

Yes.Kindof.

Man:

（dressing）Oh.It'snice.Littledusty.Odd.Butit'snice.Sohowdoyoukindoflivehere?

Meredith:

ImovedtwoweeksagofromBoston,itwasmymother'shouse,I'msellingit.

Man:

Oh,I'msorry.

Meredith:

Forwhat?

Man:

Yousaidwas.

Meredith:

Oh!

Mymother'snotdead,she's-youknowwhat,wedon'thavetodothething.

Man:

Oh.Wecandoanythingyouwant.

Meredith:

No,thething,exchangethedetails,pretendwecare...look,I'mgonnagoupstairsandtakeashower,okay,andwhenIgetbackdownhere,youwon'tbehere,so,um,goodbye...um...

Man:

Derek.

Meredith:

（theyshakehands）Derek.Right.Meredith.

Derek:

Meredith.

Meredith:

Yeah.（hecomescloser,shebacksaway）Mm-hmm.

Derek:

Nicemeetingyou.

Meredith:

ByeDerek（smilingandfleeingforthestairs）.

（CuttoMeredithleavingthehouse.Derekispresumablygone.PanningshotsoverthecityasMeredithdrivestowork.Meredithentersaroomfilledwithotherinternsasadoctortalks.）

Doctor:

Eachofyoucomesherehopeful.Wantinginonthegame.Amonthagoyouwereinmedschoolbeingtaughtbydoctors.Today,youarethedoctors.Thesevenyearsyouspendhereasasurgicalresidentwillbethebestandworstofyourlife.Youwillbepushedtothebreakingpoint.Lookaroundyou.Sayhellotoyourcompetition.Eightofyouwillswitchtoaneasierspecialty.Fiveofyouwillcrackunderthepressure.Twoofyouwillbeaskedtoleave.Thisisyourstartingline.Thisisyourarena.Howwellyouplay?

That'suptoyou.

MeredithVO:

LikeIsaid.I'mscrewed.

（Fadeouttologo,thencuttointernlockerroom.）

Doctor:

Okay.Martin,Robinson,Bond,Parkins.

Meredith:

Onlysixwomenoutoftwenty.

FemaleKoreanintern（CristinaYang）:

Yeah.Ihearoneofthem'samodel.Seriously,likethat'sgoingtohelpwiththerespectthing?

Meredith:

You'reCristina,right?

Cristina:

Whichresidentyouassignedto?

IgotBailey.

Meredith:

TheNazi?

Yeah,metoo.

Maleintern（GeorgeO'Malley）:

YougottheNazi?

SodidI.Atleastwe'llbetorturedtogether,right?

I'mGeorgeO'Malley,uh,wemetatthemixer,youhadablackdresswithaslituptheside,strappysandals...（CristinaandMeredithexchangelooks）

George:

NowyouthinkI'mgay.

Cristina:

（walkingaway）Uh-huh.

George:

No,I'mnotgay,it's,ah,it'sjustthat,youknow,youwere,Imean,youwerevery,unforgettable.

Doctor:

O'Malley,Yang,Grey,Stevens.

George:

（muttering）AndI'mtotallyforgettable.

Cristina:

（toDoctor）Bailey?

Doctor:

Endofthehall.

Cristina:

That'stheNazi?

（MediumshotofDr.Bailey.She'sshort,blackandabitoverweight.Shedoesn'tlookverythreatening.）

George:

IthoughttheNaziwouldbeaguy.

Meredith:

IthoughttheNaziwouldbe...theNazi.

Prettyfemaleintern（IzzieStevens）:

Maybeit'sprofessionaljealousy.Maybeshe'sbrilliant,andtheycallherNazibecausethey'rejealous.Maybeshe'snice.

Cristina:

Letmeguess.You'rethemodel.

（IzziegivesCristinaalookandturnstoDr.Bailey,smilingandextendingahand）

Izzie:

Hi,I'mIsabelStevens,buteveryonecallsmeIzzie.

（Baileylooksherupanddown,doesn'trespondorshakeherhand）

Bailey:

Ihavefiverules.Memorisethem.Rulenumberone,don'tbothersuckingup,Ialreadyhateyou,that'snotgonnachange.（indicatesstuffonthebench）Traumaprotocol,phonelists,pagers.Nurseswillpageyou,youanswereverypageatarun.Arun,that'srulenumbertwo.Yourfirstshiftstartsnowandlastsforty-eighthours.You'reinterns,（�Hour1'comesuponthescreen）,grunts,nobodies,bottomofthesurgicalfoodchain,yourunlabs,writeorders,workeverysecondnighttillyoudropanddon'tcomplain!

（CuttoBaileyopeningthedoortoaroomwithacoupleofbunkbeds）.Oncallrooms.Attendingshogthem,sleepwhenyoucan,whereyoucan,whichbringsmetorulenumberthree,ifI'msleeping,don'twakeme,unlessyourpatientisactuallydying.Rulenumberfour,thedyingpatientbetternotbedeadwhenIgetthere,notonlywouldyouhavekilledsomeone,youwouldhavealsowokemefornogoodreason,weclear?

（Meredithraisesahand.）

Bailey:

Yes.

Meredith:

Yousaidfiverules.Thatwasonlyfour.（Bailey'spagerbeeps）.

Bailey:

Rulenumberfive.WhenImove,youmove.（runsdownthecorridor,followedbytheinterns,yellsatafewdoctorsblockingthehallway）Getoutofmyway!

（Cuttoshotofahelicopteroverthecity,cuttotheinternsandBaileymovingastretcherovertoit,ontheroofofthehospital.）

Bailey:

What'vewegot?

Paramedic:

（asKatie'sputonthestretcherandtakenintothehospital）KatieBryce,fifteen-year-oldfemale,newonsetseizures,intermittentforthepastweek,IDlostenroute,startedgrandmalseizingaswedescended.

Bailey:

Allright,getheronherside,Izzie,tenmilligramsDiazepam,

no,no,thewhiteleadisontheright,rightywhitey,smokeoverfire,alargeboreI.V.don'tletthebloodhaemolyse,let'sgo!

（Izzieinjectsherandshestopsseizing.Anewdoctor,PrestonBurke,enters,black,tall,young.）

Burke:

SoIheardwegotawetfishondryland?

Bailey:

AbsolutelyDr.Burke.

Burke:

Dr.Bailey,I'mgonnashotgunher.

Bailey:

Thatmeanseverytestinthebook,CT,CBC,chem.seven,tuxscreen,Cristina,you'reonlabs,George,patientworkups,Meredith,getKatieforaCT,she'syourresponsibilitynow.

Izzie:

Wait,whataboutme?

Bailey:

You-honey,yougettodorectalexams.

（CuttoIzziepullingonglovesandcoveringherfingerswithgel.

CuttoCristinapeeringintoanoperatingroom,whereBaileyis.）

Bailey:

Whatareyoudoinghere?

Cristina:

Um,KatieBryce'slabscameoutclear,there'snothingintheresultsthatexplainherseizures,Ijustthoughtyou'dwannaknow.

Bailey:

Okay.（goestopullhermaskbackupandclosethedoor）

Cristina:

Ah,I-Iheardeveryyeartheattendingoncallpicksthebestinternand,andletsthemperformaprocedure,duringthefirstshift?

（Baileystaresather）I'm,I'mjustsayingit'swhatIheard...

Bailey:

Goaway.Now.

（CuttoGeorgeusingastethoscope.）

George:

Yeah,soundsgood.

Woman:

He'llbefine?

You'llbefine.

Patient:

（smiling,lyingback）Ifyoudon'tcountthatmybacondaysareover,sure.

George:

You'llhavesurgerytomorrowwithDr.Burke,Ihearhe'sgood,andafterthat,youcanhaveallofthebacon-flavouredsoyproductyoucaneat.

Patient:

Mmm,killmenow.

George:

IwishIcould,butI'mahealer.（getsweirdlooks）

（CuttoMeredithwithKatie（onabed）inanelevator.）

Katie:

You'relost.

Meredith:

I'mnotlost.Howareyoufeeling?

Katie:

HowdoyouthinkI'mfeeling?

I'mmissingmypageant.

Meredith:

You'remissingyourpageant.（wheelingheroutoftheelevatorandaroundacorner）

Katie:

TheSpokaneTeenMiss?

Iwasinthetoptenafterthefirsttworounds.Thisismyyear.Icould'vewon.（sittingup,beingwheeledbackaroundthesameway）Hello?

You'resolost.Whatareyou,like,new?

（CuttoIzzie...doingherjob.）

Izzie:

Okay,soI'mgonna,justgonna,insertmyfingers...intoyourrectum.

（CuttoGeorgegivinghispatientaninjection.Andagain.It'shurtingthepatient.

CutbacktoIzzie'sface.CutbacktoGeorge）

George:

Nope.

（CutbacktoIzzie,who'sreallydisgustednowbutnotsayinganything.

CutbacktoGeorge'spatient.DrBurkeispullingonaglove.）

Burke:

（toGeorge）Out.Out.

George:

Betyoumissedalotwhenyoufirststartedout.（Burkelooksderisive.）

（CuttoKatieandMeredith.）

Katie:

Itwistedmyankle.Idorhythmicgymnastics,whichislike,reallycool.Nobodyelsedoesit.AndItrippedovermyribbon,andIdidn'tgetstuckwithsomeonethisclueless.Andthatwaslike,anurse.

（CuttoBurke）

Burke:

（toGeorge）YouandIaregoingtohavesomuchfuntogether.

（CuttoIzzieclosingacurtain,cuttothecafeteria.HOUR7.）

Georgesitsdown.Izzieisstaringatthefoodwithsomehorror.

George:

Thisshiftisamarathon,notasprint,eat.

Izzie:

Ican't.

George:

Youshouldeatsomething.

Izzie:

Youtryeatingafterperformingseventeenrectalexams.TheNazihatesme.

George:

TheNazi'saresident.Ihaveattendingshatingme.

Cristina:

YouknowMeredithisinbred?

George:

Likeit'suncommonaroundheretobeadoctor's-

Cristina:

No,Imeanroyallyinbred.HermotherisEllisGrey.

Izzie:

Shutup,theEllisGrey?

Cristina:

Uh-huh.

George:

Who'sEllisGrey?

IzzieandCristinalaugh.

Cristina:

TheGreymethod?

Where'dyougotomedschool,Mexico?

Izzie:

Shewasoneofthefirstbigchicksurgeons,shepracticallyinventedtheabdominal-

Cristina:

She'salivinglegend,shewontheHarperAvery.Twice.

George:

SoIdidn'tknowonething.

Izzie:

Talkaboutparentalpressure.

Cristina:

IwouldkilltohaveEllisGreyasamother.IwouldkilltobeEllisGrey.

AllIneedisonegoodcase.（Meredithcomesoverandsitsdownwithhertray）.

Meredith:

KatieBryceisapainintheass.IfIhadn'ttakentheHippocraticoath,I'dKevorkianherwithmybarehands（everybodystaresather）.

Meredith:

What?

Burke:

Goodafternoonintern