Cristina and Izzie are trying to convince the Franklins to do an autopsy. Mrs. Franklin's on the fence, but Bitchy Alice puts the kibosh on it. "But don't you want to know for certain what killed him?" Cristina asks. "My father was a mean drunk who couldn't hold a job," says Bitchy Alice. "That's what killed him." Izzie tells them that an autopsy might give them closure, and again Mrs. Franklin's wavering in that direction because she says her husband's death was so sudden. Bitchy Alice is all, sudden? He's been killing himself for years! Enough already! No autopsy! Her mom seems to want to remember her husband as a good but flawed man, but there's no way Alice is letting him off that easy. She wants them to get out of this mess with whatever shred of dignity they have left. For the millionth time, NO AUTOPSY.

There's totally going to be an autopsy, y'all.

The Medicine Crüe Hallway of Insecurities. Meredith is listening as Izzie tries to goad Cristina into performing an unauthorized autopsy on Franklin. Izzie seems to think that an autopsy will clear their names. She also seems to be able to read minds because she thinks Mrs. Franklin was secretly sending her the message that she actually WANTS the autopsy. Cristina delivers a screwed-up expression of "Are you fucking serious?" to Izzie. Izzie just reminds Cristina that interns who kill patients get hung with the moniker of "007: License to Kill". "Okay, I'm in," Cristina finally says. Meredith is SO not involved with this. "Meredith, this is Fight Club. Nobody talks about it," says Cristina. She goes on to say that they'll have to do the autopsy when Bailey isn't around. Meredith slyly lets on that Bailey has something from seven to eleven that night, so they'll be the last thing on her mind. Cristina and Izzie are all, the whuh? Who? What? What're you talking about? "Oh, I can't tell you that," says Meredith, sliding off the gurney. "That's Fight Club too." She runs off. Cristina glares at Izzie. "If I'm missing out on a real patient because of this," says Cristina, "they're gonna call me 007 because I've killed YOU."