[ Door closes ]

Have a seat.

You did great work today, Tom.

Jackson: Such great work.

But the board, of which most of us are members,

we've, uh, come to a decision.

We're all prepared to quit.

I'm sensing a "but."

But Dr. Fox wouldn't really like that.

You know, and as you said yourself,

she wants me here.

I mean, she wants all of us here. Mm.

But, uh, she will truly wonder

why you didn't do all you could

to protect her crown jewel hospital.

I mean, you've only just recovered

from the Hospital from Hell article.

Meredith: We could blame me for that,

or we could just remember

that I'm a Catherine Fox Foundation award winner

and a media darling,

and, I mean, you want me here.

You can't afford to lose all your best doctors.

And truly, your inability to see that

could cause Catherine Fox to question

the whole chief of chiefs title.

And the salary.

And the benefits.

[ Exhales sharply ]

♪

Name your terms. We're a family.

You have joined our family,

and some of us have come to grudgingly respect you.

But you do not get to rule this family with an iron fist.

Yeah, you don't get to play all day,

dangling our jobs over our heads like a carrot.

What -- I --

Wait a minute. I-I already did that.

Hunt and Webber get their jobs back.

Pierce and Altman become co-chiefs,

and you find the money to cover it.

And Alex Karev and Hayes can co-chief.

Or we all quit.

Richard: Agree to our terms, Tom.

And then you get to just

take all the credit with Catherine.

♪

[ Sighs ]

[ Chuckles ]

♪

Meredith: The heart beats until it can't.

[ Sighs ]

Our limbs move until they don't.

[ Cheering ]

Richard: All right! Owen: Nice!

♪ If it doesn't feel right by now, I doubt it ever will ♪

Our brains imagine futures we'll never see.

♪ Sometimes you reach a high, and then there's only downhill ♪

♪ Silently we keep inside beneath the surface ♪

What's wrong?

♪ Boiling, rising ♪

I -- I -- I don't just want sex.

Okay.

Nico, I want... [ Sighs ]

I want a dance partner.

Not the flailing arms around kind,

but the kind that takes practice and...

communion.

The kind where you're in perfect step,

and you anticipate each other's needs,

and your heartbeats are in sync, and --

Is this a poem, or are you being literal?

[ Chuckles ]

Wait, I -- I -- honestly, I can't tell.

[ Sighs ]

We're struggling to overcome a simple, inescapable truth --

everything ends.

♪ It was like our worlds just crossed ♪

♪ We both know that they did ♪

♪ Silently, we keep inside ♪

♪ Beneath the surface ♪

♪ Boiling, rising ♪

♪ Violently we fight the tide ♪ [ Sighs ]

♪ Till it turns on us ♪

But for every clock that counts down, another restarts.

[ Cellphone chimes ] ♪ Say what we don't wanna say, but we've both been thinking ♪

♪ Make it easy on you ♪

♪ It's like we both see the shore ♪

♪ But we can't stop sinking ♪

♪ Hanging on for the sake of it ♪

♪ We fell in love for the ache of it ♪

Time goes on,

and when one thing ends, something new always begins. 00:03:55.235,00:00:00.000 ♪ And this might hurt ♪