Mr. Hubble is in recovery, and Meredith tells him they got all the heads but that it was neither easy nor pleasant. When she asks how he feels, he replies that he's empty. Meredith: "Yeah, I've been feeling a little bit of that myself lately." He could see that, which I think isn't so much a testament to his intuition as a comment on how dramatic all these people are when they're supposed to be professionals. But I digress. She again asks him why doll heads fill him up, but then decides that she doesn't actually want to know since it might be too much information. "Maybe I'm better left in the dark."
VO: "There's something to be said about a glass half full. About knowing when to say when." Alex speaks to Scott, while Burke stares at the surgery board and gets a pat on the arm from SWIARCM. "I think it's a floating line. A barometer of need. And desire." Burke leaves as a nurse writes new surgeries up on the board, and on his way down the hall passes Leah's room, where she is giving a statement to the police. "It's entirely up to the individual." The Burke tour continues when he passes Bailey, holding a bag with all the bloody doll heads. She shakes her head at the loss of collector's items and then throws them in the medical waste bin. Which, thank God, because for one horrible second I thought she'd sneak them out, clean them up, and love them forever. But that kind of crazy thinking seems reserved mostly for interns or attendings in this particular hospital, and she chooses the legal and sanitary way of disposal. "And depends on what's being poured," Mere's VO continues.
Burke sees Cristina and smiles at her, and she just stares at him. VO: "Sometimes all we want is a taste." Derek's in the OR with George, performing the brain surgery. Burke watches from the gallery, but when he leaves, we see Meredith, staring sadly down at Derek. Well, who wouldn't? I'm a sucker for neon-lit magnifying surgical glasses. Rowr. "And all we want, is more."