I've watched you work together, solve problems together, I've watched you teach each other and learn from each other. You step up when you need to and you... you do more than anyone asks you to. You're the finest team I've ever been a part of.
What this? This. No, no, we're screwed. You are all horrible at softball but... [they all laugh] As doctors, you're pretty great and I'm proud to just to get to lead you. And you're all here so I just... I just wanted to tell you. But, now, we're going down. But what do you say we go down fighting? [they all cheer]
Because of my mother. I know. Don't you mention her, too. That's all anyone ever says it's in my blood, it's my legacy. That's why I don't want to do it. I don't want to be like my mother.
Webber
Meredith, look at everything you did today this party for your daughter, what you did for me in that O.R. You don't have to ever worry about being anything like your mother. I knew her, and you're nothing like your mother. You have a gift. Don't waste it.
OK, I'm gonna tell you this because I'm literally about to walk out of this hospital forever. [Webber keeps shaking his head towards him] Your nickname is B.C.B.
[to Jackson, Derek and Richard, who are looking embarrassed] Come on, guys. You can comment, too. You have permission. It's the one time in your life you can say it and not be gross.
You do remember how hard it was to find the money to keep this place going. The foundation was our Hail Mary, and you saved us. We have to find a way to make it work with them.
Richard
I was there the night your mother won her first Harper Avery. I wasn't with her. I-I was sitting in the back.
That award was our gold standard. It was the measure of our success. It was everything we worked for. And I had to be there to see the look on her face. She was radiant. Catherine made it meaningless with this. She cheapened it. She cheapened our goals. She cheapened her memory. I can't stand that.
Kill the intercom, please. Dr. Webber, step over here, please. Edwards, would you mind taking a step back? (to Webber) You can be a big help. I need you to call my brother, tell him he needs to get on a plane. He's in DC, so if he goes now, he can be here in what, six hours, seven?
I am in over my head. I made a mistake. I took on an impossible task and my hubris is going to kill her. Please. Get him on the phone. Get him on a plane. Get him here. Now.
You have it in your head that he's better than you, but it isn't true. I've seen him standing exactly where you are now, staring at an impossible spinal tumor, terrified, unsure where to go next.
Shepherd, I can tell you right now what would happen if I called your brother. He would hop on a plane and seven or eight hours from now, if she hadn't already herniated, Derek would come in here and he would take this surgery, your surgery, away from you and then he would kill her because this is your plan.
So, I've heard you tell this story six different ways today, and each time, the plane seems to be getting closer. I'm pretty sure, the next time it'll end with, "and then I died."
Maybe I didn't exactly die back there, but I sure as hell could have. I did look up from my car today. I did see a plane coming toward me. And for a split second, I did find myself thinking, "maybe this is it. This is where it all ends on 37th street between a yarn shop and a falafel stand." I know what a near-death experience is, and this wasn't my first. And it's true. Your life flashes right before your eyes. And this morning, mine did. And suddenly, I saw how much I had. Catherine. This hospital, all of the people I've affected, all the people who've affected me. And let me tell you. It scared the hell out of me. Because the minute you see all the things you have, you see all the things that you stand to lose. Look, maybe I did embellish the story some. I mean, that's human nature, I guess. But right now, I'm taking stock of what I have, and I'm feeling pretty grateful.
I would think that you of all people-- This hospital's first female chief of surgery-- Would fight for a woman to get paid at least as much as any man.
I do, and don't ever suggest to me that I do not stand in sisterhood with other women in this hospital. You've never been 4'11" tall and overlooked and called 'girl' by your male colleagues. You don't know. I am woman. Hear me roar. But I've already mentored Grey. I've already taught her what she needs to know. And now that I'm chief of this hospital, it's not my fault if she's not used the skills that I taught her. And it's not my job to be giving away money when it's not asked for. You have coddled her. Y--Y-- Since Derek, you have coddled her, and I won't do that. No, she needs to rise. And she needs to rise on her own so she knows she can rise on her own. Because... You may not be here the next time she falls. She needs to fight for herself.
Because I've been accused of coddling you, and I didn't want to do that. I didn't think you'd want me to. That was one reason. I didn't want you here, either. When you were accepted to this program, I didn't know how I was gonna look at you every day... and be reminded of the best and worst times of my life. And you walked in, the spitting image of your mother. Talented, smart... here-- Every day. And I decided that wasn't fair to you. I decided to put aside my personal feelings to--