We pick up right where we left off, with Mere still elbow-deep in Chest Cavity Bomb Land, Kyle Chandler still hanging around looking cute, Alex and Izzie still doing the nasty in the linen closet, Bailey still attempting to delay birth, McDreamy still operating on Bailey's husband, and the Chief still bemoaning the quiet board and all that it prophesizes.
It's discovered that, even though the oxygen in Chest Cavity Bomb Land has been turned off, the main oxygen line is right beneath it, so if the bomb were to explode over the line, the whole hospital could blow the hell up. Kyle decides that the best solution is to move the entire operation elsewhere in the hospital. While this is going on, the Chief has an anxiety attack disguised as a heart attack and Mrs. Chief shows up to lord it over him for awhile.
George finds Hannah crouched in a stairwell crying and they have a heart-to-heart about her leaving the bomb behind. Somehow, this gives George courage to go into Bailey's room, where she's still not pushing the baby out and where Addison's still at a loss as to how to get her to push the baby out, and he starts lecturing Bailey that he expected more from her. His gentle prodding works and Bailey starts pushing, with George behind her, all, "Let's have this baby!" Aw.
As Burke and Meredith prepare to operate on Chest Cavity Dude and remove the bomb, Cristina chooses to enter McDreamy's OR and tell him that it's Mere who's holding the bomb, not Hannah. And that's when Tucker starts to crash on the table. Good god. So, Tucker's crashing, Meredith's making her last will and testament in front of Kyle and Burke, Bailey's pushing, more crashing, Kyle's talking Mere down off the ledge, more pushing and then -- wham! Meredith imagines Kyle is McDreamy and she finds the strength to remove the bomb as he talks her through it.
In the end, Mere removes the bomb safely and Stupid Von Bombgut survives, McDreamy brings Tucker back to life, Bailey delivers a healthy baby boy, and McDreamy comes out of the OR to find Mere and possibly profess his undying love for her, only frickin' Addison is there AGAIN to thwart his efforts. But he makes my damn day when he goes to Mere's house and sweetly reminds her of their last kiss and how glad he is that she didn't die today. Sigh.
After a relatively brief regurgitation of last week's episode (Mere thinks she's going to die, enter Stupid Von Bombgut with a big ol' unexploded WMD in his belly, hospital goes to code black, Kyle Chandler is hot, Bailey ain't pushin', Alex and Izzie sex it up, Cristina Ricci freaks, Mere sticks her hand in the Belly of Bombs and whispers "What'd I do, what'd I do, what'd I do" over and over again, et cetera), we get a sort of montage of different areas of the hospital, some empty, some filled with a non-pushing Bailey, as Mere voice-overs about how they say that in hospitals, you know when you're going to die; that it's a look some patients get in their eyes. "When the great beyond is heading for you," she says, "you feel it coming." She pauses. "Whatever it is, it's creepy." Heh. As we catch a glimpse of Addison looking scared and Alex and Izzie butt-nekkid in the closet at the closing of what appears to have been a marathon session of coitus, Mere says, "If you knew this was your last day on earth, how would you want to spend it?"
I'm thinking that "Up to my elbow in guts with my hand wrapped around a bomb" is not the answer most of us would come up with.
George is standing around, watching the Chief look panicked across the way, as Alex and Izzie scramble up and attempt to look like they did not just do it standing up against a stack of scrubs. Alex and Izzie are failing miserably at this attempt. George tells the Coitus Couple that something happened in OR Three and that Hannah the paramedic is missing. The Chief walks past them and George asks what happened and all the Chief will say is, "Quiet board. A quiet board's what happened."
We head off to check in with Martyr Medicine Man #1, McDreamy, as he's poking and prodding at the brain of Bailey's husband. No offense to Patrick Dempsey (because I LOVE HIM) but his surgical fakery is looking rough. I mean, dude looks like he's trying to crochet a hockey jersey with some salad tongs there. Anyway, Martyr Medicine Man #2, Burke, enters and asks how it's going and McDreamy smart-asses that no matter what tack he takes, there's a danger that ol' Tucker could hyphenate through his craniotopography and die. What? I don't have a medical degree. Hell, I don't even have a medical dictionary. Do I really need one for this show? This isn't ER, for god's sake. I just watch this shit for the hot doctors, yo.
McDreamy asks what Burke wants and Burke seems to want to tell McDreamy that he's a stupid-ass for not evacuating. McDreamy's like, uh, takes one to know one, you pompous tool. "We should consider a change in profession," quips McDreamy. "Yeeeehhhsss," chortles Burke. "We should." McDreamy asks if Burke can operate on the guy without the bomb exploding, and Burke assures him that after the bomb squad gets through assessing the situation, he should be able to handle the job. "I gotta say," says McDreamy, "I don't wanna be the guy who kills Bailey's husband." Burke calmly considers this. "And I don't wanna be the guy who kills us all." Ouch. Burke wins this round of "My Job Sucks More Than Yours."