McDreamy's Ex-Bestfriend the one that slept with his wife.
Grey's Anatomy: McSteamy Edition
Code Blacks? Please. As much as we enjoyed the previous two weeks' worth of Seattle Grace drama at its thrilling, tension-filled best, Seattlest likes its primetime with a little daytime mixed in. And this week's episode? It gets sudsy. There's a new man in town and ain't nobody happy about it. Well, not so much nobody. Addison doesn't appear to be too broken up about it, Meredith seems to relish the fresh flirting meat, and us? Well, we wouldn't kick this guy out of bed, either. Sorry McDreamy.
Meredith hits us with some nicely contrived to mirror this week's theme words of wisdom, telling us that there's no such thing as a grown-up. That our basic insecurities and fears grow up with us and that we're all still just kids running around on a playground. Right. Gotcha.
We kick off with the blasian sensation and find Cristina brushing her teeth and rocking out in her own private i-Pod commercial. Burke walks in, and after some cute pouty protesting, busts a move of his own. Folks, we could watch this for hours. Seriously. We watched it again here this morning (click on the video section, then the "Reflections" scene.) Unfortunately, the duo is not saved by the bell as Burke answers the phone. It's Cristina's landlord calling to inform her that there's a flood in her apartment. The apartment she told Burke she already gave up. Whoopsy.
Meredith drops by to see Mama Ellis only the Alzheimer's-stricken elder still doesn't remember her daughter and starts talking about the affair she's having with a coworker. Meredith laments the fact that her mother is a dirty whore. Um...like mother, like daughter?
Izzie tells Alex that their supply closet tete a tetes are to be no more and were really only a one-time lapse in judgment. Or, you know, a six-time lapse in judgment. Right. Not likely. Those two have dirty in their eyes. They all start on rounds, during which Burke never stops giving Cristina the evil eye. Nazi also makes her requisite appearance with baby Georgie in tow, but disappointingly, there is no ribbing about his name and/or namesake.
George spends most of the hour asking Izzie if he looks pretty and if his breath is like a petunia all because it looks like he's gonna finally, finally, make his big move on Meredith. We're pulling for ya, kid.
Action time. There appears to be a new doctor who wastes no time in flirting with Meredith. Who is this masked man? Addison, McDreamy and George all look on in horror--though the latter for a completely different reason--until the moment of truth. Right when the duo is about to exchange names, out of nowhere, McDreamy's fists of fury find their way to the dude's face and he is down for the count. Bam! That right hook was a thing of blindsided beauty, made even more spectacular by the man's identity. It's Mark, McDreamy's ex-best friend who carried on an affair with Addison, causing the McDreamy clan's diaspora from New York to our fair ferryboated city. Oh, Derek. We love it when you play dirty.
Chief demands an explanation as to why McDreamy's $2 million a year operating hand is wrapped in ice and his O.R. is starting to resemble a WWE Smackdown. Addison explains and Chief's primary concern turns to whether or not McDreamy put his weight into it. Love. The. Chief.
The gals ogle Mark stitching his own face up and christen him McSteamy. Georgie, meanwhile, chokes back some McVomit. He again enlists Izzie to unload his Meredith frustration on. Aw. They're cute. Is it just us or should Georgie should start pining away for his other, blonder, nicer, less crack-whorish roommate. Just kidding. Meredith doesn't do crack.
The roommies--the non-pining for each other ones--assist Addison with a patient who can't stop having, um, episodes. Spontaneous toe-curling, body-writhing, heavy-breathing, no Spice channel needed, um, episodes. When Izzie questions why, oh why, she would want that taken care of, the chick says she wants to be able to go to a movie, go to church, basically wake up from the nightmare of embarrassment she's been living. Gotcha. Surgery fixes her right up.
Meredith is busy taping the goodbye messages of a dying man. Turns out, they're not as heartwarming as you'd have thought. Quite the opposite. Tells his college roommate that she's a whore who deserves the drunken imbecile husband she married and that her kids are ugly, too. Nice. Meredith says she'll mail off his diatribes, but doesn't. During surgery with Burke, he gets mad at the doe-eyed intern, saying she has no right to not send the tapes, it doesn't make her noble, it makes her a liar. He asks her if she knew Cristina hadn't given up the apartment. She did and she was sorry. When the man recovers from surgery--guess he's not dying after all--he asks if Meredith sent the tapes. She proudly said she hadn't and he told her to do it anyway. Sometimes, he said, a man just needs to speak his piece.
Cristina and Alex team up with McDreamy to treat a boy with lionitis, which, yes, is exactly what it sounds like. Let's just say if The Wizard of Oz came to town, they'd hire him just for what they'd save on make-up alone. Of course, it's not really a joking matter. His face is thus shaped because of tumors growing all over. McDreamy is getting ready to work his magic when McSteamy steps in, says he can fix the guy's face while his ex-buddy does the brain work. McDreamy opposes, the boy's parents add their own protestations adn the Battle Royale makes its way to Chief, who, in spite of his own reservations about the New York plastic surgeon, loyalty to McDreamy and impressiveness of the latter doc's crazy gesticulations, agrees to it. Cause, you know, it could get him published. McSteamy points out that round two went to the jackass as well.
Cut to the surgery, and surprise, surprise, the boy dies on the operating table. Too much bleeding. When Cristina and Alex prep the body for the family, they say it was a shame his face was never fixed and enlist McSteamy to do the surgery anyway. He does, the boy looks normal, and the gang did a good deed. Plus, it showed McSteamy wasn't a total jerk.
He catches up with Addison in the hospital and says he's there to bring her back to New York. He learns that she never told McDreamy about the feelings they had, that it wasn't just an affair, that they loved each other. He tells her to meet him at Joe's (Joe!) across the street later that night if she still loves him.
Later, as McDreamy is leaving, he rides down in the elevator with Addison and whadda ya know? McSteamy gets on, too. McDreamy leaves but not before McSteamy asks why he could forgive his wife but not his best friend. McDreamy says he didn't forgive his wife, but that he just has no obligation to try and make it work with his bud. Ouch. Looks like that little tidbit was news to the missus.
McSteamy again makes his case to his ladylove, saying he clearly doesn't love you, he loves Meredith and isn't even trying to hide it. He goes to the bar where contrivance once again rears its ugly head. Meredith's there. They chat. Meredith had just visited her dad for the first time in 20 years. It was a bit of a letdown. She wanted to know why he didn't fight for her and her mother. Um, cause Mama Ellis had an affair and clearly didn't want him around anymore? Granted, he should've stayed in the kid's life, but needless to say, it was not the reunion she was hoping for.
McSteamy is back on his own problems, though, and hopes this is the time that fate intervenes and the dirty mistresses finally win out. Doesn't look like Addison's gonna show, though, since she's too busy with a cold war at home. She's pining, though. She's clearly pining.
Cristina, meanwhile, is back to her slovenly ways, eating chinese food in Burke's bed. He comes home and clearly just wants to speak his piece too. Before she speaks he tells her to talk to the hand and in between pacing back and forth like a maniac, lets loose a diatribe of self-aggrandizing proportions.
He, you see, is Preston Burke. A world class surgeon. He's also clean, a great cook, a good guy, professionally, world renowned, and did he mention his name is Preston Burke. (Sadly, he doesn't list good dancer, but we know that trait is up there, too.) And Cristina, you see, is a slob, an intern, angry, stubborn, competitive and challenging. But he still loves her and wants to know what the hell is so wrong with her that she won't let him. It was at this point Seattlest stood up and began a series of cheers and applauds. Cristina said she gave up her apartment 20 minutes ago and without missing a beat, Burke says "alright then," and hits the showers.
At the end of the day, George is waiting outside the hospital for Meredith. Earlier he had asked her to go for a drink with him because he had something important to tell her. She, of course, didn't even hear him, as she never does. So she doesn't show. Izzie's there to lend a shoulder, but she quickly takes off with Alex to feed the beast.
Meredith's voice over kicks in, signaling the end is nigh, though really, it's just beginning. She says that as adults, we still look for comfort where we can find it. And like children, we never give up hope.
Cut to the Grey residence. George knocks on Meredith's door and not only sees Preston's grand gesture of love speech but ups the ante with a fit of romanticism. He tells Meredith that he knows he's not a world-renowned surgeon or really anything that she would normally be attracted to, but that he would still never leave her, never hurt her and most importantly, never stop loving her. And Meredith's response? She pulls off his shirt and they make their way over to the bed. Damn! Now that's the way to end a show.
Alas, why do we get the sinking feeling that she was just finding comfort and maybe, probably, unfortunately, was once again not even listening? Oh, that's right. Cause next week's episode teaser kinda shows us that.
2006-09-22 07:06:03
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answered by Myke BoDean 6
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