Pratt stalks up into the OR's luxury box in the hope of both figuring out why his patient keeps getting bumped from the surgical schedule, and to capitalize on the free drinks and shrimp buffet. Abby tightly tells him that they're cutting up Jake, whom Pratt doesn't even remember from the beginning of the episode. Elizabeth sadly shouts up to Abby that there's no salvageable bowels at all, forcing them to close up with no success. Abby closes her eyes, pained. "So that's it?" Pratt asks. "Can't live without a gut," Abby chokes. Closing her eyes in grief, she whirls and leaves to tell the family. "Give it a minute," Pratt encourages. "What am I supposed to do, go get a latte while they stand out there?" she wails. Pratt suggests letting the Attending do it. "Is that what you would do?" Abby asks. Oh, God. Don't do what Pratt would do. It invariably involves lube. Silently, Pratt watches as Abby exits the OR. Through the doors, we see Kyle break down upon seeing Abby, and then Mrs. Kyle crumbles. Abby walks over to her and begins speaking, putting her hand on Miranda's head when the curious kid turns up next to them. Tears everywhere. I'm not sure why -- they should've been ready for this moment the second anyone told them that Jake was going to be fine.

Neela frantically tries to find an interpreter who can help her communicate with the Tsengs' cousin. Abby, meanwhile, cries silently as she pulls out Jake's tube and wraps him in a blanket. She frustratedly wipes the tears from her eyes, but new ones well up in their place as she tenderly scoops up Jake's dying body and carries him out to the parents. Maura Tierney does an amazing job. My neglected Bitch Pants, frustrated, try to throttle me with the left leg while bitch-slapping me with the right.

Raab and Abby watch as the Kyles say goodbye to their son. Somewhere, Rex the Wonder Preemie is cackling, "GAME ON, LOCKHART! Game fucking ON." Abby wipes the continuing stream of tears from her eyes. "How long will it take?" she whispers. "An hour, maybe longer," Raab says. "You helped that family, Abby. They will remember you for the rest of their lives." Yes. As "that nice young student who really couldn't do that fucking much except pat us on the shoulders." Then Raab asks Abby to consider NICU as her specialty. Abby whirls around with flashing eyes. "Are you mocking me? Because it's really, really not a good time," she spits. Well, that's one way of taking a compliment. She'd been downright likable for most of the episode until that moment; I guess there's not enough acne medication in the world that can clear up all of a leopard's spots. Raab doesn't retract her compliment and tell her she's an ungrateful cow; instead, she tells Abby that she's one of the best students Raab's ever had. Stunned, Abby's mouth opens and closes in mute shock; she walks like a zombie back into the NICU. I buy this in part, because she did pretty well, but she didn't start off too promisingly, and Virgie probably did tell on her about that Ativan shot, so I have a hard time believing Raab wouldn't want to add, "But your attitude occasionally sucks Beard."