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At least you didn't

miss the best part.

Ready?

You all right?

You got a major problem.

This is just a body.

What is it?

It's just my mind

playing tricks with me, okay?

Oh, these

facial cuts

run vertically and then

here they go horizontally.

- So what?

- So these wounds are self-Inflicted.

Look, I thought we agreed

not to personalize this.

All right, can we

just continue here?

You know, wait.

I can't take her watching me.

One... two...

Okay, pull it.

I definitely saw that.

Oh, that smells.

Oh great, man.

The dead fart too.

Can you imagine being stuck

in a coffin still smelling them?

It's hydrogen sulfide from the bacteria

decomposing food in her bowels.

It's disgusting

is what it is.

What the hell

was that?

You don't play with a body.

Are you kidding me?

That was awesome, dude.

That was funny, come on.

- Carlos, take your skirt off.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- I'm just joking around.

You don't play

with the body, all right?

Come here. Do you want a hug?

Give me a hug.

- You know, you're a jackass.

- Just a little hug.

Doesn't mean you're gay, dude.

Just two men hugging.

If you guys think I'm going in the

girls' locker room alone you're crazy.

I feel like those dead bodies

are watching me.

Well, they are-- their souls at least.

Bodies and souls

don't separate

until they are

properly buried.

Forget the spirits, man.

You-- you creep me out.

- It's a proven fact.

- Uh-huh.

The spirit is a human invention

to explain what we don't understand.

Life is really just a series

of chemical reactions

that begin at ejaculation

and end at death.

Agnostic?

Something like that.

Enough with the philosophical

crap, all right?

Can we please just go

get some beers? Please?

Carlos, I'll get you water, milk--

whatever your mom lets you drink.

You guys feel that?

Feel what?

Sense of doom.

We all do.

It's called medical school.

- I just thought coming here...

- What?

Hey, don't worry

about what happened.

Maybe I should have stayed

in law school.

Maybe, huh?

Maybe you should

go to law school.

I hate you,

Carlos.

Oh, very funny,

jackasses.

Oh man, nice.

It wasn't me.

I don't know

anyone else here.

Hi, is Rick O'Connor here?

- Hey.

- Hey.

What are you

doing here?

I just thought I would

come by and say hello.

- How are you?

- Good.

Guys, this is

my fiance Jennifer.

- Jennifer, this is everybody.

- Hi.

Nice to meet you guys.

- Oh, what is that smell?

- Formaldehyde.

That's our cadavers.

Get used to it because

it's not coming out of our clothes.

The whole thing sounds

totally gross to me.

That's why they

call it "Gross Anatomy."

Well, I want to see.

Show me.

Some other time.

You're kidding

me, right?

You can't just show her.

You can't disrespect

those people.

- Dude...

- Well, I just wanted to look.

Spirits see everything.

The dead aren't

to be messed with.

All right?

You disrespect the body,

you enrage the soul.

- What's with this guy?

- He's a clown.

Okay, well, I smell

like a foot, so...

I'm going to go upstairs

and take a shower.

Upstairs? You mean,

you're staying here in the hospital?

Well, yeah, just until my financial aid

comes through and not a second longer.

You could stay

with me.

I'm in the

Medical Towers.

- Nice to meet you, Jennifer.

- You too.

She's over here.

Oh my God.

- You ready?

- Yeah.

- Sure?

- Yeah.

Ta-Da.

Nice, right?

Why is she

cut up like that?

Because this one here

was a sadomasochist.

Whoa...

Okay, enough.

Maybe this wasn't

such a good idea.

Come on, Rick, you haven't

shown me anything yet.

Fine.

All right.

This is the liver,

right here,

and this is

the diaphragm here,

- and the stomach...

- So is this her heart?

No no, that's her lungs.

And that's the other--

what are you doing?

It feels

kind of warm.

That's impossible.

It can't be warm.

Holy sh*t. Oh my God!

Jennifer...

Jennifer.

Jennifer, hey...

Hey hey hey hey.

Jesus Christ, Rick.

She breathed!

She didn't breath.

You forced air out of her lungs.

That is a dead body. Just because

you're a med student

- doesn't mean I want to see that.

- You asked me to bring you.

Okay, fine, you're right.

I want to go now. Let's go.

Okay, we'll leave. Come here,

we'll leave. All right?

Let me just go back in and put

the body back together and we'll go.

All right?

Just wait here.

Good night, Norma.

Jennifer?

Jen?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Help me!

Somebody please

help me!

- Hello?

- Brian? You awake?

What?

Yeah.

I can't stop

thinking about her.

Her?

Norma.

Leave it alone, Alison.

It doesn't concern you.

Is this your cell?

No, my dungeon line.

How can you stay there?

That place creeps me out.

It should.

It's a hospital.

So, I take it you don't

want to help me find her?

Well, as appealing

as that sounds...

Later, Brian.

Hello?

Yes.

I need to track down

a patient's records.

That number doesn't

mean anything.

That's all I have.

Well, then you're up

the proverbial creek without a paddle.

It's off my cadaver.

Cadaver's are shipped

across state lines--

No way to track them.

Any number is meaningless

without the internal code.

Where can I get that?

The morgue where the

body was shipped from.

Okay, thank you.

What do you

make of this?

Where did you

get this?

Blackwell's filing

cabinet.

Alison, you could get kicked

out of school for this.

Yeah, I know.

Stop. You can't

personalize this.

I mean, you're not

going to be able to--

Have you tried

Medical Records?

Yeah. It's just an internal code

at some morgue.

You're not going to be able

to do your dissections.

Something's wrong. What?

She's a missing person?

Her family's looking for her?

I don't know.

I just--

I have to do this.

Well,

go Google it.

What are you studying?

- Nothing.

- Oh, competitive, are we?

"Ooh ooh ooh

to touch and feel

a girl's vagina

and how..."

Olfactory, optic, oculomotor,

trochlear, trig--

look it's a mnemonic

for the cranial nerves.

- I get it.

- yeah.

Great, associating the vagina

with dead body parts.

This really is

the end of my life.

You know, not yet.

You still have until Monday.

You know, maybe we

could go do something fun.

Brian Cross,

are you asking me out?

I can't go out

with you.

I mean, you're an atheist.

Oh.

It's okay, though.

We can still be friends.

But we'll have

to hide it.

Oh Brian, I don't hide.

I like everything out in the open.

Well, that's easy to say

if you don't believe in anything.

I believe in me.

Worship no false gods.

Well, we are gods.

I mean, at least, as doctors,

we get to pretend.

God, Buddha... whatever.

It's all semantics.

We had to come

from somewhere.

The human mind is too primitive

to understand that "somewhere."

So, you buying me dinner,

Dr. Cross?

Buying?

Sure. I know

a good cheap place.

Brian, I'm not cheap.

Professor

Blackwell?

- Yes?

- The first block exams--

they're not really

Friday, right?

Yes, they really are

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