I-I'm sure this is a bad time.
Uh, no. A great time, in fact.
I'm having a red-letter day.
There'll be cake any minute.
I would like to explain how this happened.
It was never meant to be published.
I only pitched them a few ideas.
From "Hospital Hell"? That, I never even said.
And I would never say that.
Anything that I actually wrote
wasn't even directed at this hospital.
Then have them change it. Have them take it down.
I tried. They won't.
I can write a retraction, an explanation.
[ Scoffs ] A retraction won't help, Grey.
Nobody reads the retractions.
Bailey, you know me.
You know I love this place. I grew up here.
Any good I've ever done, any awards I've ever received
have been from things I learned here,
in this program, from you and Richard Webber.
[ Sighs ] I --
I'm sorry if -- if any of this has hurt you.
I really am truly sorry.
I know what you learned, Grey.
I spent years of my life teaching it to you.
Remember, I stayed late almost every night
explaining procedures and technique
when I could have been home with my family, right?
I made you study. I made you practice.
I was your friend, your mentor,
and every time you needed me, I was there.
So you can sit there and apologize to me
and say all the -- the moving words,
but the damage has been done.
♪
Bailey, I --
You can close the door on your way out.
♪
[ Door closes ] [ Exhales sharply ]