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实习医生格雷第一季34

Grey'sAnatomyTranscripts

GREY'SANATOMY

1x03:

WinningaBattle,LosingtheWar

OriginalAirdate:

4/10/2005

Writtenby:

ShondaRhimes

Directedby:

TonyGoldwyn

Meredith'sinbed.It's4:

37amandraining.

MeredithVO:

Weliveoutourlivesonthesurgicalunit.Sevendaysaweek,fourteenhoursaday.We'retogethermorethanwe'reapart-aaah!

（Izzieisstandingatthefootofherbed）

Izzie:

George'sroomisbiggerthanmine.

Meredithgetsupbuttripsandfallsflatonherface.Shelimpsaway.

MeredithVO:

Afterawhile-

Izzie:

Ihavemoreclothes,Ishouldhavethebiggerroom.

MeredithVO:

thewaysofresidency-

George:

Igotherefirst.

Izzie:

It'sMeredith'shouse,sheshoulddecide.

MeredithVO:

becomethewaysoflife.

George:

Myroomislike,twoinchesbiggerthanyours!

Izzie:

Youhaveabiggercloset!

George:

So?

Whyiseverythingalwaysacompetition?

I-

MeredithVO:

Numberone:

alwayskeepscore.（IzzieandGeorgeargueinthebackgroundwhileshelooksforcleanclothes）Numbertwo:

dowhateveryoucantooutsmarttheotherguy.

George:

...putyourclothessomewhereelse!

Izzie:

EverywhereelseisfilledwithMeredith'smom'sboxes.

George:

Meredith?

Whenisyourmomcomingbacktotownanyway?

Becausemaybewecanputherboxesinstorage.

Izzie:

Orunpackafewthings,makethisplacealittlemorehomey.Maybesomethrowpillowsandlamps,afewpaintings.

George:

Oh,paintingswouldbenice.

Izzie:

Yeah!

Youhaveallthisamazingstuffjustpackedaway.Inthebackhall,Ifoundthisboxwithlikeahundredtapesofyourmotherperformingtheseamazingmedical

procedures.

George:

Really?

Weshouldwatchthem.Meredith,youwanttowatch-（Meredith'sdoorslamsintheirfaces;amomentlater,itre-opens.MeredithtakesIzzie'scoffeeandshutsthedooragain）

George:

Meredith,doyouwantsomeprivacy?

Meredithslumpsagainsttheothersideofthedoor,holdinghercoffee.

MeredithVO:

Numberthree?

Don'tmakefriendswiththeenemy.

CuttoBaileyandShepherdstandingonastreetcorner.

Derek:

MorningDr.Bailey.

Bailey:

（holdingupahand）Shutup.

Derek:

YourealisethatI'manattendingandyou'reonlyaresident?

Soyouworkforme,right?

Bailey:

IknowI'veforgottensomething,somethingishappeningtoday,IknowIshouldknowwhatitis,butIjustcan't...（shakesherhead）

Derek:

Allright,nicetalkingtoyouDr.Bailey.

Bailey:

Something...rightinfrontofmyface...

Shepherdwalksforwardtocrosstheroad,Baileygaspsandgrabshim.

Bailey:

Doctor!

Weseeseveralbikeridersracepast,twocrash.

Bailey:

NowIremember!

DrShepherd,watchout.

Thebikeridersaren'tprofessionalsandarekickingeachotheretc.Anotheronecrashes.

Cuttothehospital,Baileywithherinterns.

Bailey:

Foolsonbikeskillingthemselves.Naturalselectioniswhatitis.

Alex:

（quietlytoGeorge）Sowhat'supwiththeNazi,issheoffhermeds?

George:

Youneverheardoftherace?

Shotofanice,neatORschedule.Webber,BurkeandShepherdarestandinginfrontofit.

Webber:

Excellentboard.Well-timed,balanced,efficient-ifallgoeswell,we'llhaveanearlynight.

Bailey:

Chief!

Deadbabybikeracestartedtwentyminutesago.

Webber:

Allright,people!

Deadbabybikeraceday!

Internwipesthescheduleoff.

George:

Everyyearthisbar-

Meredith:

TheDeadBabyBar.

George:

Everyyear,theyholdthisundergroundbikerace.

Izzie:

Don'tyouwonderwhysomeonewouldnameabarsomethingsodisgusting?

Cristina:

Keepyourpantieson,NancyDrew.

George:

Theraceiscompletelyillegal,and-

Meredith:

Crazy,abunchofbikemessengersracingagainsttraffictryingtobeateachotherforfreeshotsoftequila.

Alex:

All-out,noholdsbarredcompetition,soundslikefun.

Izzie:

Yeah,youwouldthinkthat.

George:

Theracedoesn'tevenhaveanyrules.Excepteyegouging-noeyegouging.

Cristina:

Ohgreat,we'regoingtobetrappedinthePitbandagingupidiotswhenwecouldbeupintheOR?

George:

Whatkindofpeopleengageinaracethathas,asitsonlyrule,thatyoucan'tripouttheeyeballsofanotherhumanbeing?

Alex:

Men,Georgie,men.

Bailey:

IneedsomeonetogetuptotheORfloor,theChiefneedsarighthand.

Everyone'shandsshootup.

Bailey:

George:

MeredithVO:

Andnumberfour:

everything,everythingisacompetition.

Bailey:

Okaypeople,therulesoftrauma.Don'tminglewiththeERinterns,theydon'tknowtheirassfromtheiroesophagus.Sewfast,dischargefast,takebodiesuptotheORyesterday.Don'tletmecatchyoufightingoverpatients.Gotit?

Comeon,let'sgo.

Theinternsrunandjostleforposition.Weseeinjuredbikeriderseverywhere.

Cristina:

Oh,it'slikecandy,butwithblood,whichissomuchbetter.

Izzie:

Ohmygod...

Cristina:

Mine!

Izzie:

Isawhimfirst!

MeredithVO:

Whoeversaidthatwinningwasn'teverything...

Weseeaguywithnailsinhisside.

Meredith:

Ooh.I'lltakethatguy.

Alex:

No,you'llhavetobeatmetohimfirst.（theyrunforhim）

MeredithVO:

...neverheldascalpel.

Openingsequence.

Alex:

Headshe'smine,tailshe'syours.

Meredith:

Whydoyougettobeheads?

Alex:

BecauseIhaveahead,andyouaretail.

Meredith:

Excuseme.（Meredithclosesthecurtainonthepatient）Howdoyoumakeeverythingdirty?

（Alexflipsit）Ha.Tails.Thereareplentyofothercases.

Alex:

Sogogetone.Iwasherefirst.

Meredith:

IamnotbackingdownsoIcandosuturesalldaywhileyou'reupintheOR.Thisisasurgicalcase,andyouknowit.

Alex:

It'ssuperficial.Imean,it'scool,butit'ssuperficial.

Meredith:

Howdoyouknowthosethingsdidn'trupturehisperitoneum?

Alex:

Becausehe'ssittingup,andhe'ssittingtheretalkingtous!

（guypullsthecurtainback）

Guy:

?

Allo.Excuseme,Iwaswonderingifyoucouldtaketheseout,andsewmeup,soIcangoandwinmyrace?

Meredith:

Well,wecan'tjustpullthemout,Imean,weoughtto-（Alexdoesjustthat.）dosometests-

Guy:

Oh,wicked.

Meredith:

Areyououtofyourmind?

Alex:

It'sasuperficialwound.Sewhimup,andlethimfinishhisrace.

Meredith:

You-you-

Guy:

Goodman.

CuttoCristina,IzzieandDerek.

Cristina:

UnidentifiedJohnDoe,mid-thirtiespedestrian,hitbyamotoristswervingtoavoidabike,GCS3,pupilsfixedanddilated,atropinegivenforapulseintheforties,BP183over112...[medicaljargon]

Izzie:

...andagramofPhenytoin.

Burke:

Ishecorked?

Derek:

Lookslike.

Burke:

Thebikeraceclaimsitsfirstvictim.

Burke:

IoughttomakemyTripleArepairafterall.

Izzie:

Uh,Dr.Shepherd,he'snotgoingtotheOR?

Derek:

No.DoanEEG,andconfirmatorytests.Ifhedoesn'trespond,sixhours.Declarehim.（leaves）

Izzie:

Declarehim?

Declarehimwhat?

Cristina:

Braindead.

CuttoWebbercleaningup.

George:

（pullingonamask）Sir,Dr.Baileysentmeintoassistyou,shouldIscrubin?

Webber:

No,I'mstuckhereallday.Ineedyouonthefloor,monitoringmypreandpost-oppatients.

George:

Oh.

Webber:

Yougotaproblemwiththat,O'Malley?

George:

Oh,uh,nosir.

Webber:

Oh,amateofminein4451,LloydMackie?

Givehimwhateverheneeds.

George:

Yessir.

Cuttoapatient,inhisbed,lightingupacigarette.

George:

MrMackie!

Nosmoking!

There'snosmoking

MrMackie:

Whynot?

George:

Ohmygod,you'reinahospital.

MrMackie:

Yourpointbeing...

George:

Idon'tknowifyou'velistenedtothesurgeon-generallately,sayinthepasttwentyyears,butsmokingisbad.Smokingwillkillyou.

MrMackie:

Livercancerwillkillme.Smokingwilljustspeeduptheprocess.

George:

You'reatthetopofthedonorlistforanewliver.There'shope.

MrMackie:

Sweetheart,I'vebeenatthetopofthedonorlistforeightmonths.I'mnotinthebatter'scage.I'minadugout,abouttobetraded.

George:

Youlikebaseball?

MrMackie:

No.

George:

Oh.Um,well,um,thechiefwantedmetolookinonyou.

MrMackie:

Richard'sadearoldfriend.He'sbeenmydoctorforthirtyyears.

George:

Well,whateveryouneed,I'myourman.Justnameit.

MrMackie:

I'msureI'llthinkofsomething.

CuttoIzzieandCristinawiththeirpatient.

Cristina:

There'snocornealreflexes.

Izzie:

It'sbeenfifty-fiveminutes.Ifhedoesn'trespondtothesetestsinthenextfivehours,what?

We'resupposedtojuststandhere,andwatchhimdie?

Cristina:

Ifhedoesn'trespondtothesetests,it'sbecausehe'salreadydead.

Izzie:

Technically.Legally.

Cristina:

Actually,Izzie,actuallydead.

Izzie:

He'sbreathing,hehasaheartbeat.

Cristina:

LookathisEEG.There'snohigherbrainfunction.He'llnevertalk,moveorthinkagain.There'snooneinthere.Thinklikeadoctor,Izzie.

Izzie:

Hecouldwakeup.Whataboutamiracle?

Therearemedicalmiracles,youknow.

Derek:

（standinginthedoorway）Iknow.You'reright.Miracleshappen.Peopledowakeup,that'swhywedoaseriesoftestsoverasetnumberofhours,sowhenwecalltimeofdeath,weknowthatwe'vedoneeverythinginourpowertomakesureit'sactuallyhistimeofdeath.Butthereisn'tgoingtobeanymiracles.Thisisthehardpart.Tostandaroundassurgeons,andnotcut.That'swhat?

donoharm'means.

Cristina:

Wishhe'djustgotothelightalready,soIcangetonanothercase.

Izzie'sshocked.

Cristina:

Oh,I'mthedevilbecauseI'dratherbeinsurgery,insteadofstandingwatchoverthedeathsquad?

It'sdepressing.

Izzie:

Lookathissneakers.They'rebrandnew.Andsomebodysewedthistearinhisshirt,andhehasoneofthoseelectronickeycards