Um, No. You asked me who I was. I think that George joining the army is awesome. I am a person who thinks that what George is doing is dangerous, and terrifying, and brave. He's going to serve his country. He's going to risk his life to save the men and women who make it possible for you and I to sleep safely in our beds. I'm a person who thinks that, that is brave. And I am a person who stood in an airplane hangar, and watched them unload my brother's body in a coffin. And, all we got was a flag. My brother died over there because there weren't enough doctors. So, for my money Callie, George O'Malley is a patriot. He's a hero, and I am grateful that he exists. So yeah, the word I use is awesome. That's who I am.
Most people think that I was named for the state. It’s not true. I was named for the battleship. The U.S.S. Arizona. My grandfather was serving on the Arizona when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor and he saved nineteen men before he drowned. Pretty much everything my father did his whole life was about honoring that sacrifice. I was raised to be a good man in the storm, raised to love my country, love my family, protect the things I love. When my father, Col. Daniel Robbins of the United States Marine Corps heard that I was a lesbian, he only had one question that I was prepared for: ‘How fast can you get the hell out of my house?’ But instead, it was, ‘Are you still who I raised you to be?’ My father believes in country the way you believe in God. My father is not a man who bends but he bends for me because I’m his daughter. I’m a good man in a storm. I love your daughter and I protect the things I love. Not that I need to. She doesn’t need it. She’s strong and caring and honorable and she’s who you raised her to be.
I... I never had boyfriends. Ever. I had a poster on my wall of Cindy Crawford, and it wasn't just looking at her mole. It wasn't news to my mom when I brought somebody home named Joanne. But you... you dated men your whole life, you loved men. You even married one! You're talking about 30 years of relationship, you know, he's been consistent for 30 years. And all of a sudden you're a whole new girl. So, cut him some slack. Sit down and have a conversation. Give him room to be a little shocked.
Oh no, because you slept with my girlfriend and I find that when I look at you, I want to hit you with a brick.
Jealousy is a green eyed monster and if you ask anyone of my kids, they’ll tell you there is no reasoning with a monster. Dude, run away before I find me a brick. As my friend, don’t judge me for that.
Mark is like candy. Eat it and forget about it. This might be the best idea I’ve ever had.
I told her he was a candy bar.
Until you can tell him he’s awake, it won’t matter. All they’ll hear is white noise and see your mouth moving.
A party in your panties.
This is not general surgery in miniature. These are the tiny humans, these are children. They believe in magic, they play pretend. There is fairy dust in their IV bags. They hope and they make wishes. And that makes them more resilient than adults. They recover faster, survive worse, they believe. In Peds we have miracles and magic. In Peds, anything is possible.
Birthdays are just days like any other days. I don’t like them, don’t celebrate them. No big deal. 25 million dollars, that’s a big deal.
Doing a tips on a kid who needs a new liver, that’s like putting a band-aid on a bullet wound.
I wish you could get organs delivered instead of going to pick them up. I hate flying. I always feel closer to death on an airplane than in the OR. Don’t you?
Children are resilient. And in all likelihood you’re going to open up this girl’s chest and fix something simple. And then you’re going to hand her back the rest of her life. I’m telling you Bailey, you’re gonna want to be there for that.
That it’s more than just cutting. Peds is more than just cutting. And what you did today was heroic. And you know it.
You know they teach us in med school how not to care so much. We drape the patients so we don’t see their faces. We do a thousand different things to care a little less. You care like crazy and I love that. And I’ll keep loving that even if you decide to lie to your family.
Chief? Chief. I’m going to cry and I just want you to know that I know it’s going to happen. I just want you to ignore it. I’m not cry because I’m upset. It’s just what happens when I get mad at [people of authority. I’m mad at you and I’m crying because you’re the boss, my boss, which brings up my issues of authority with my dad who you kind of remind me of, not that you’re old, but command respect. People respect you, and I know I do, and I know Dr. Bailey does, which is why I’m mad. Because it’s wrong sir, it’s wrong and mean to use a robot to lure Dr. Bailey back into general surgery ‘cause I don’t have a robot. All I have are little kids and they’re not as fun as a robot and they’re not shiny and new and silver and they don’t have things coming out of their belly buttons but I will fight you. And I will win, sir. Because I have something that you don’t have. I have joy, sir!
The kids you can save almost make up for the ones you can’t.
You know, it’s not a good idea to piss off your attending. I like kids, and I like their parents and I like to see them smile. So I like going to get them pudding and playing games with them because it makes reattaching their arm way more fun. I don’t like being used. And I don’t like being lied to even less.
You left him alone. You don’t get to feel anything, because he’s feeling everything. His every nerve is exposed and raw and we have to make him feel worse before we can make him feel better. So if you’re having feelings, then you need to shut them down. You need shut them down and talk to him about his future and remind him that he has one past all of this pain. And if you can’t do that, if you can’t do your job, then you find someone who can and you send them to me.
He makes scratching look sexy.
You don’t think Peds is hardcore? Because you can say that to my face Avery.
There’s a difference between advocating for tiny humans and berating terrified parents. You’re good with kids I can see that. You’ve got great hands and great instincts, we already knew that. And you’re as good as anyone I’ve seen when it comes to advocating for your patients, but until you’ve been a parent, until you’ve stayed up nights with a screaming infant, or dealt day in and day out with a terrorist toddler, or raised a lying teenager, you don’t get to judge parents. You have to advocate for the kids. You don’t get to berate terrified parents. You clear on that?
I like to fix things, people. I like to fix people. You’re staring and you’re sad and I think you need friends that aren’t Owen. That’s where I come in with the fixing. You’re going to be friends with me.I’m an awesome friend.
It’s really bad form to cancel plans with new friends, you know that right?
Are you one of those fake lesbians just having a vacation in lesbian land?
Everyone, we’re sealing the floor. I don’t know why and it doesn’t matter why, but no one goes in or out past the double doors. You check on your own patients then you come back and check to see if there are any others in the cube. We don’t have a lot of hands on deck. And people, do not alarm the makers of the tiny humans. They will eat you alive.
Look, it's not that I don't like Mark, it's just that he's Mark. What you see is what you get. Besides, you like him. What do I care that his abs are where his soul should be.
I am so deeply, deeply, deeply sorry for hurting you so much. I am so sorry because I'm so in love with you, and I will spend the rest of my life telling you that. I'll apologize to you every day if that's what you need, but, please, please don't walk away again. I came across the world to be with you. I love you. Please.
Body block him, Karev. Don't let him near that leg.
It's good that she's mad. It means she cares, right?
I'm a stuck up self-righteous bitch.
I bail. Ok? When things get hard, I walk away.
Shut up. Just shut up. You don't get to tell me that we're not together. We are together. Because I love you and you love me, and none of the rest of it matters. We are together. And if you ever sleep with anyone else again, man or woman, I will kick the crap out of you. Now you sit your ass back down there because that's my baby in there. I don't want anything happening to my baby.
And Mark, you know, is human and clearly has good genes because he's both pretty and smart.
OK, can we just be honest about the fact that is some kind of "bi" dream come true? I mean you get the woman that you love and the guy best friend who's also a great lay and then you get a baby. I mean you get it all. Me—this is not my dream. My dream does not look like this.
I never picked him, and I don't hate him, but I don't want a life with him. And yet that's somehow what I got.
I don't get excited by Mark. I'm not delighted by Mark.
We have a relationship, Mark. Part of that doesn't include you.
It's not all hugging and the Special Olympics.
I mean he gets most of you. The straight you, the Catholic you, the girl who loves baby showers. I just get, you know, the gay you, which is really only about twenty minutes a night...
Someone threw out the gift list, and now we don't know who got what, and people are going to think of us as the type of people who write vague and impersonal thank you notes.
You're not the Callie whisperer. And I'm not a monster for finding baby showers annoying. Everyone woman who's ever had a pregnant friend hates them. It's like a wedding—the bridesmaids always want to strangle the bride. It's practically a rule. The only one who's not normal here is you for acting like you're enjoying this.
I asked her to marry me, and a truck came out of nowhere.
I feel like your wife. I feel like our baby's mom.
She's one pound, one ounce of strong.
She can't open her eyes yet, but I can tell she's looking for you.
It's a traumatic brain injury. It's not boot camp.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Grey's Anatomy: Erica Hahn
So how have you been Preston? Last time I saw you, you stole my patient's heart. Then you got shot. Karma rocks.
Is it me or are there teeny boppers staring at you?
No one likes a girl who gets emotional.
Well, Yang, I appreciate the offer but I date men so I don’t think you’ll be able to impress me the way you’ve impressed your mentors in the past. You sleep with them right? Preston Burke, Collin Marlow. That’s your thing. My theory is, if you have the chops in the OR then you wouldn’t need to try and impress in the bedroom. Stevens, is it? Let’s go, Stevens.
I had no idea that sunrise yoga would be so intense.
Well I guess it’s no surprise, his arrogance is legendary... oh well, I thought we finally had some common ground... Good for you, refusing to trash him. Rising above. It's very impressive. I'm going to follow your example, Yang. Congratulations Preston, I wish you well.
I don’t make friends easily. I’m awkward and bad at small talk and I don’t generally like people I don’t know but I made friends with you and now you have this thing and that thing is Sloan.
I’m not mad that you’re sleeping with Sloan, I’m mad that you didn’t tell me you were sleeping with Sloan. I’m mad at you, because instead of telling me and admitting that you’re one of those girls who goes all poofy when she gets a boyfriend, you disappear, with you thing. I don’t make friends easily.
You studied at the right hand of God?! Wow.
So I’ve been observing teaching styles. Shepherd like to teach by thinking out loud. Bailey is blunt and direct and doesn’t over teach. And Sloan just likes to be berate and humiliate.
Restaurant, wine. At the end of the night I try to take your clothes off.
If you lie to me again, the next heart you will see will be your own as I cut it out of your chest with a steak knife.
Is it me or are there teeny boppers staring at you?
No one likes a girl who gets emotional.
Well, Yang, I appreciate the offer but I date men so I don’t think you’ll be able to impress me the way you’ve impressed your mentors in the past. You sleep with them right? Preston Burke, Collin Marlow. That’s your thing. My theory is, if you have the chops in the OR then you wouldn’t need to try and impress in the bedroom. Stevens, is it? Let’s go, Stevens.
I had no idea that sunrise yoga would be so intense.
Well I guess it’s no surprise, his arrogance is legendary... oh well, I thought we finally had some common ground... Good for you, refusing to trash him. Rising above. It's very impressive. I'm going to follow your example, Yang. Congratulations Preston, I wish you well.
I don’t make friends easily. I’m awkward and bad at small talk and I don’t generally like people I don’t know but I made friends with you and now you have this thing and that thing is Sloan.
I’m not mad that you’re sleeping with Sloan, I’m mad that you didn’t tell me you were sleeping with Sloan. I’m mad at you, because instead of telling me and admitting that you’re one of those girls who goes all poofy when she gets a boyfriend, you disappear, with you thing. I don’t make friends easily.
You studied at the right hand of God?! Wow.
So I’ve been observing teaching styles. Shepherd like to teach by thinking out loud. Bailey is blunt and direct and doesn’t over teach. And Sloan just likes to be berate and humiliate.
Restaurant, wine. At the end of the night I try to take your clothes off.
If you lie to me again, the next heart you will see will be your own as I cut it out of your chest with a steak knife.
Grey's Anatomy: Owen Hunt
Sometimes... words fail.
It’s outta time, outta spaced. Anything can happen on the vent.
I got you a cardio god, or uh, goddess.
Trauma is a team sport. You don’t have to be the hero. You just have to go where you’re needed.
Until you have exhausted all the options, it’s not false. It’s just hope.
Leave it right where it is! You get stabbed in the chest, you're lucky enough to still be breathing. You leave the knife in, at least until you figure out what's going on inside. Leave it in!
In the field you do what you can, you work with what you have. It’s about something. It’s not about being the best. It’s about saving lives. I make mistakes and guys by my hands, good guys, guys who are fighting for their country in the desert. I don’t know everything, nobody does. So I make mistakes, and I learn, and the next time I don’t make that mistake again so the next guy, that guy, he lives. Mistakes are how you learn.
Is that tetanus? You who you have to thank for the invention of the tetanus shot, Stevens? Horses. First shots were done on horses.
Owen: No what you did was pick over him like vultures. What you did was treat a man who's fighting to live like he's already dead. You have no sense, no decency and no respect!
Onward and upward.
As a rule, if I’m showering with a woman, I do it without my clothes. And if I get into her bed naked, I don’t pass out.
I was fired from the Army. They call it an honorable discharge. They knew it was my time even though I didn’t. I’m grateful to them for that.
You’re good at this. You’re thinking ten steps ahead of what you’re doing. Not many people can do that. The hairier things get the calmer you get. That’s not something you learn, that’s something you wire.
Are you whoring yourself out for surgeries?
In my experience nobody goes into a battle because they want to win a purple heart. You do the right thing and sometimes that gets you a medal, sometimes it can get you kill. When is the best thing for the most people? The thing that keeps most people alive.
You think that surgery’s going to make you feel, you think that a successful career is going to make you happy, you think you know things, know things and nothing else matters, no one else matters. People do matter. I matter. We matter. So you don’t get to toss me aside.
Mark Sloan is a public health hazard.
[voiceover] Dying isn’t easy. The body was designed to stay alive. Thick skulls, strong hearts, keen senses. When the body starts to fail, medicine takes over. Surgeons are arrogant enough to think there’s no one you can’t save. Like I said, dying isn’t easy.
[voiceover] Living is better than dying until it’s not. But even if letting a person die is the right thing to do, it’s not what surgeons are built for. We are arrogant and competitive. We don’t like to lose. And death feels like a loss even when we know it’s not. We know it’s time. We know it’s right. We know we did everything we could. It’s hard to shake the feelings that you could have done more.
I would love you if you were a plumber, but would you love you if you weren't a surgeon?
Patients don't suddenly die, it just seems that way when you stop paying attention. Food for thought.
Bowling with Bailey... that sounds fun.
You don't get to talk to me like that in my OR. If you can't keep your problems, our problems, outside, then you should go.
You are fearless, and I don't mean that in a good way. Most people don't tell the guy with the gun to shoot them. Most people are like Cristina. Most people are afraid. So what she needs isn't what you need. She isn't you, Meredith.
You have an obligation to at least pretend that you care what the hell I want.
It's what you are, just be excellent at what you are.
I want them, and maybe you could, too. I believe your life could be bigger than you think it is. I know you can contain more than you think you can. I'm not saying we do this, I'm just saying we think. Let's see what kind of life we can imagine. Cristina Yang, I imagine such a huge life for us.
It’s outta time, outta spaced. Anything can happen on the vent.
I got you a cardio god, or uh, goddess.
Trauma is a team sport. You don’t have to be the hero. You just have to go where you’re needed.
Until you have exhausted all the options, it’s not false. It’s just hope.
Leave it right where it is! You get stabbed in the chest, you're lucky enough to still be breathing. You leave the knife in, at least until you figure out what's going on inside. Leave it in!
In the field you do what you can, you work with what you have. It’s about something. It’s not about being the best. It’s about saving lives. I make mistakes and guys by my hands, good guys, guys who are fighting for their country in the desert. I don’t know everything, nobody does. So I make mistakes, and I learn, and the next time I don’t make that mistake again so the next guy, that guy, he lives. Mistakes are how you learn.
Is that tetanus? You who you have to thank for the invention of the tetanus shot, Stevens? Horses. First shots were done on horses.
Owen: No what you did was pick over him like vultures. What you did was treat a man who's fighting to live like he's already dead. You have no sense, no decency and no respect!
Onward and upward.
As a rule, if I’m showering with a woman, I do it without my clothes. And if I get into her bed naked, I don’t pass out.
I was fired from the Army. They call it an honorable discharge. They knew it was my time even though I didn’t. I’m grateful to them for that.
You’re good at this. You’re thinking ten steps ahead of what you’re doing. Not many people can do that. The hairier things get the calmer you get. That’s not something you learn, that’s something you wire.
Are you whoring yourself out for surgeries?
In my experience nobody goes into a battle because they want to win a purple heart. You do the right thing and sometimes that gets you a medal, sometimes it can get you kill. When is the best thing for the most people? The thing that keeps most people alive.
You think that surgery’s going to make you feel, you think that a successful career is going to make you happy, you think you know things, know things and nothing else matters, no one else matters. People do matter. I matter. We matter. So you don’t get to toss me aside.
Mark Sloan is a public health hazard.
[voiceover] Dying isn’t easy. The body was designed to stay alive. Thick skulls, strong hearts, keen senses. When the body starts to fail, medicine takes over. Surgeons are arrogant enough to think there’s no one you can’t save. Like I said, dying isn’t easy.
[voiceover] Living is better than dying until it’s not. But even if letting a person die is the right thing to do, it’s not what surgeons are built for. We are arrogant and competitive. We don’t like to lose. And death feels like a loss even when we know it’s not. We know it’s time. We know it’s right. We know we did everything we could. It’s hard to shake the feelings that you could have done more.
I would love you if you were a plumber, but would you love you if you weren't a surgeon?
Patients don't suddenly die, it just seems that way when you stop paying attention. Food for thought.
Bowling with Bailey... that sounds fun.
You don't get to talk to me like that in my OR. If you can't keep your problems, our problems, outside, then you should go.
You are fearless, and I don't mean that in a good way. Most people don't tell the guy with the gun to shoot them. Most people are like Cristina. Most people are afraid. So what she needs isn't what you need. She isn't you, Meredith.
You have an obligation to at least pretend that you care what the hell I want.
It's what you are, just be excellent at what you are.
I want them, and maybe you could, too. I believe your life could be bigger than you think it is. I know you can contain more than you think you can. I'm not saying we do this, I'm just saying we think. Let's see what kind of life we can imagine. Cristina Yang, I imagine such a huge life for us.
Grey's Anatomy: Lexie Grey
No. I forgive you. I forgive you for treating me like crap, and I forgive you for letting your friend treat me like crap.
Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus, sulfur. I can keep going.
Bad day. I get to be forward today.
Bow to me, for I am the queen of interns.
You sleep with me. You eat lunch with me. New rule.
I broke his bone.
The odds are against us. I am a one woman wrecking ball, all I do is break you: your hand, your penis, your relationships, your life. I can say our survival rate is about 3% and that’s, that’s bad but that’s not nothing. I don’t think we should give up on this, at least not yet.
My heart does not live in my... vagina.
For once in my life I am doing something for me and it has nothing to do with having feelings for you, or for Mark, or for anyone. This is about not feeling. You make me not feel. And if you can’t handle that, if you can’t handle being used for sex, then please just tell me so I can find a guy who can.
Sure, he’ll sleep with him. He slept with Addison. He’ll screw anything that moves. But what? I’m supposed to check into a convent. Why is he hanging on like this?
I didn’t plan on being here. I was all set for an internship at Mass Gen. And then, my mother gets the hiccups and I’m at a funeral. You know, we all have problems. Moms die, and dads drink so much they don’t even know what year they’re in, and sisters, I didn’t even know there was a Meredith Grey until a couple months ago. And she doesn’t even want to talk to me. I don’t want to be here, I’d give anything to not be here. To have my life work out the way I planned, to have time to ask ‘What about me?’ So you change, you get over it. I’m here, now. And you, you delivered a baby today. So, stop feeling sorry for yourself.
I’m an adult child of an alcoholic is what happened to me. I have boundaries issues. So when Meredith made me eggs this morning, I couldn’t not eat them. I had to pretend I wasn’t allergic to eggs and now I have a rash covering my entire body. I’m co-dependent.
He forgot he had sex with me?!
No. I forgive you. I forgive you for treating me like crap, and I forgive you for letting your friend treat me like crap. I don't know how you get up in the morning, I honestly don't. Our dad abandoned you. And your mom by all accounts was the meanest person ever and you can't let Derek love you, and it all really, really sucks. But ever since I knew you existed, I had this fantasy about my big sister, and you have failed on every occasion to live up to that fantasy. But I still love you whether you are capable of letting me or not. So, I forgive you.
It happens. People make mistakes. They... sleep with the wrong person and... they hide it but, if you ask me, it's the part that comes after that matters, the part where you make it right. And I think you're off to a good start.
I know. I’m pathetic and George doesn’t know I exist and I missed my surgery and blah blah blah. Could you please just tell me how it went?
Interns. You could screw interns. I mean, date. Residents can date interns because we’re non-threatening. I read a study once that said interns hardly ever file sexual harassment claims because we feel so weak and powerless in the hospital environment. So that’s good.
Those are your interns? Did you even ask for me? I helped you study. I decorated your stupid locker and you don't even see it! You don't see anything! I am such an idiot. And you are a jerk. You didn't even think to ask for me? Screw you, Dr. O'Malley.
Sorry about this little guy, must have been awful. One day you’re at some beautiful farm out in the country, breathing in the fresh air, lounging in the mud with all your friend and the next thing you know you’re sedated and stabbed in some skills lab.
I named the pigs today. I take things personally. I get too emotional. There’s no place for it at work, not with the pigs and not with you. I’m sorry.
I get it. I the one who organized a crazy cabal of secret cutter interns. The thing is I’ve been advised to seek out sex as a way out of my sad predicament, but I think I would rather just learn today. So, what do you say? You, me...
I respect you as a man, as a surgeon, as a teacher, I respect you. So, teach me. Teach me. C’mon, am I really so bad?
You sleep with me, you lunch with me. New rule.
Oh my god, are you okay?! It’s bent in the middle! I think I broke it!
He’s badly injured, in a bad way, for anyone who’s a man, but for Dr. Sloan in particular. He may have broken a bone. He broke a bone. I broke his bone.
How should I know? That’s none of my business and none of yours. But if I did know who broke Mark Sloan’s penis, I wouldn’t tell you because we’re not even friends. I mean, I took out your appendix and it almost ended my career. That doesn’t make us close.
I don’t want to keep secrets. I’ve been keeping secrets all day about surgeries and rings and you. And that secret, the ‘you’ secret, is giving me high blood pressure. And I don’t want that secret. We’re having a relationship and if we are, if we’re in a relationship, then I need to be in it in front of my sister and Derek Shepherd. If we can’t do that, then I can’t do this.
Until you tell Derek, our relationship is going to continue to consist of you hiding in the attic and me smuggling snacks past Mere’s bedroom. Do you know what that makes you? Anne Frank. I am dating Anne Frank and I’m tired of it. I want to go downstairs with you and I want to tell the Germans to kiss my ass.
“Hi mom, please prepare yourself because this is going to be difficult to read. I’ve been in an accident. I’ve suffered terrible injuries and seventeen surgeries. Currently I’m suffering from an abdominal infection which I’ve refused to treat. I’m going to die soon. Please come quickly, Mom and if I’m gone before you get here, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you, and to thank you for making me from scratch.” I can hit the call button and have the nurses in here take you to surgery or I can hit send, that’s the deal.
Are you really gay? Like how gay are you on a scale of 1 to gay? ‘Cause that’s my boyfriend in the shower, my hot, naked boyfriend and how gay are you?
So I’m going to be fired. I’ve done a lot of really dumb things today, including pulling your medical files. Just listen. I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to have to come to you for anything, ever. So I thought if I looked up your blood type and it was the wrong one, then that would be it. Then I could just stop thinking about it. But I can’t because you have his blood. And I know that he is not your dad. I know that he was never there for you. And I would never ask you to give him anything and he doesn’t deserve a thing from you. He doesn’t but he’s gonna die Meredith. And so I’m asking you to give something to me. I’m asking, I am asking you to give me my dad because as crappy as he was to you, he was wonderful to me. He never missed a single dance recital. He was there at my fifth grade graduation. What is that? That’s not even real. I know he’s not your dad, I know that. But somehow, you have his blood and I don’t. So I’m asking you, give me my dad.
Lexie: Here’s the thing about the rain. It usually just drizzles, not like tonight. But when it stops everything is super green and it’s beautiful and it smells like trees.
Hey, I wore a diaper yesterday, yes, and I will wear one today. If it helps get Dr. Shepherd through this surgery, I will wear a diaper. My diaper is awesome. My diaper is hardcore. You wish you had the balls to wear my diaper. I’m going to wear it and I’m going to wear it with pride. And if I have to pee in it, oh I’ll pee because I am a surgeon. This is America. And I will do what needs to be done. So you can kiss my hardcore diaper wearing ass.
You are pathetic, and hypocritical, and slutty!
You can’t be an ass to me all day and then expect me to give you respect. You can’t be an ass to me all day and then expect me to give you sex. And you can stop with the patronizing nicknames. I’m a nice person who couldn’t even bring myself to attempt matricide by sweet and low. That makes me charming to anyone else. I am a nice person. And I am nice to you. So whatever your damage is, you better start being freaking nice to me, or I am not spreading my legs for you anymore no matter how much I may want to. Now give me a damn beer.
It's like turning off the TV when Clarisse is knocking on the door of the house. It's silencing the lambs, and the lambs want to scream, Dr. Bailey. The lambs want to scream.
That a hooker on your shoulder?
Crap, my dad's tatted up skank isn't the bitch. I am.
Mark is having a baby, and he didn't even ask my opinion. He just clobbered me with it again. And he's leaving me behind again. So we're done. You know? We have to be, but I miss him.
I never really got it before, but this is how he operates. He starts up new families, stops talking to the old ones. He'll go off marry Dani the tattooed lady, have six little mid-life crisis babies, and I'll never hear from him again. It's exactly what he did to you.
That's what happens when your boyfriend's an old man. Old men get cancer.
He was too busy lovin' up on a tattooed twenty-year-old.
You're not his family! You're his midlife crisis!
It always feels like there is just one person in this world to love, and then you find somebody else, and it just seems crazy that you were ever worried in the first place.
Here's the thing — you're killing him. You're taking a gun and killing him, and there is nothing romantic about a joint suicide.
Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus, sulfur. I can keep going.
Bad day. I get to be forward today.
Bow to me, for I am the queen of interns.
You sleep with me. You eat lunch with me. New rule.
I broke his bone.
The odds are against us. I am a one woman wrecking ball, all I do is break you: your hand, your penis, your relationships, your life. I can say our survival rate is about 3% and that’s, that’s bad but that’s not nothing. I don’t think we should give up on this, at least not yet.
My heart does not live in my... vagina.
For once in my life I am doing something for me and it has nothing to do with having feelings for you, or for Mark, or for anyone. This is about not feeling. You make me not feel. And if you can’t handle that, if you can’t handle being used for sex, then please just tell me so I can find a guy who can.
Sure, he’ll sleep with him. He slept with Addison. He’ll screw anything that moves. But what? I’m supposed to check into a convent. Why is he hanging on like this?
I didn’t plan on being here. I was all set for an internship at Mass Gen. And then, my mother gets the hiccups and I’m at a funeral. You know, we all have problems. Moms die, and dads drink so much they don’t even know what year they’re in, and sisters, I didn’t even know there was a Meredith Grey until a couple months ago. And she doesn’t even want to talk to me. I don’t want to be here, I’d give anything to not be here. To have my life work out the way I planned, to have time to ask ‘What about me?’ So you change, you get over it. I’m here, now. And you, you delivered a baby today. So, stop feeling sorry for yourself.
I’m an adult child of an alcoholic is what happened to me. I have boundaries issues. So when Meredith made me eggs this morning, I couldn’t not eat them. I had to pretend I wasn’t allergic to eggs and now I have a rash covering my entire body. I’m co-dependent.
He forgot he had sex with me?!
No. I forgive you. I forgive you for treating me like crap, and I forgive you for letting your friend treat me like crap. I don't know how you get up in the morning, I honestly don't. Our dad abandoned you. And your mom by all accounts was the meanest person ever and you can't let Derek love you, and it all really, really sucks. But ever since I knew you existed, I had this fantasy about my big sister, and you have failed on every occasion to live up to that fantasy. But I still love you whether you are capable of letting me or not. So, I forgive you.
It happens. People make mistakes. They... sleep with the wrong person and... they hide it but, if you ask me, it's the part that comes after that matters, the part where you make it right. And I think you're off to a good start.
I know. I’m pathetic and George doesn’t know I exist and I missed my surgery and blah blah blah. Could you please just tell me how it went?
Interns. You could screw interns. I mean, date. Residents can date interns because we’re non-threatening. I read a study once that said interns hardly ever file sexual harassment claims because we feel so weak and powerless in the hospital environment. So that’s good.
Those are your interns? Did you even ask for me? I helped you study. I decorated your stupid locker and you don't even see it! You don't see anything! I am such an idiot. And you are a jerk. You didn't even think to ask for me? Screw you, Dr. O'Malley.
Sorry about this little guy, must have been awful. One day you’re at some beautiful farm out in the country, breathing in the fresh air, lounging in the mud with all your friend and the next thing you know you’re sedated and stabbed in some skills lab.
I named the pigs today. I take things personally. I get too emotional. There’s no place for it at work, not with the pigs and not with you. I’m sorry.
I get it. I the one who organized a crazy cabal of secret cutter interns. The thing is I’ve been advised to seek out sex as a way out of my sad predicament, but I think I would rather just learn today. So, what do you say? You, me...
I respect you as a man, as a surgeon, as a teacher, I respect you. So, teach me. Teach me. C’mon, am I really so bad?
You sleep with me, you lunch with me. New rule.
Oh my god, are you okay?! It’s bent in the middle! I think I broke it!
He’s badly injured, in a bad way, for anyone who’s a man, but for Dr. Sloan in particular. He may have broken a bone. He broke a bone. I broke his bone.
How should I know? That’s none of my business and none of yours. But if I did know who broke Mark Sloan’s penis, I wouldn’t tell you because we’re not even friends. I mean, I took out your appendix and it almost ended my career. That doesn’t make us close.
I don’t want to keep secrets. I’ve been keeping secrets all day about surgeries and rings and you. And that secret, the ‘you’ secret, is giving me high blood pressure. And I don’t want that secret. We’re having a relationship and if we are, if we’re in a relationship, then I need to be in it in front of my sister and Derek Shepherd. If we can’t do that, then I can’t do this.
Until you tell Derek, our relationship is going to continue to consist of you hiding in the attic and me smuggling snacks past Mere’s bedroom. Do you know what that makes you? Anne Frank. I am dating Anne Frank and I’m tired of it. I want to go downstairs with you and I want to tell the Germans to kiss my ass.
“Hi mom, please prepare yourself because this is going to be difficult to read. I’ve been in an accident. I’ve suffered terrible injuries and seventeen surgeries. Currently I’m suffering from an abdominal infection which I’ve refused to treat. I’m going to die soon. Please come quickly, Mom and if I’m gone before you get here, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you, and to thank you for making me from scratch.” I can hit the call button and have the nurses in here take you to surgery or I can hit send, that’s the deal.
Are you really gay? Like how gay are you on a scale of 1 to gay? ‘Cause that’s my boyfriend in the shower, my hot, naked boyfriend and how gay are you?
So I’m going to be fired. I’ve done a lot of really dumb things today, including pulling your medical files. Just listen. I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to have to come to you for anything, ever. So I thought if I looked up your blood type and it was the wrong one, then that would be it. Then I could just stop thinking about it. But I can’t because you have his blood. And I know that he is not your dad. I know that he was never there for you. And I would never ask you to give him anything and he doesn’t deserve a thing from you. He doesn’t but he’s gonna die Meredith. And so I’m asking you to give something to me. I’m asking, I am asking you to give me my dad because as crappy as he was to you, he was wonderful to me. He never missed a single dance recital. He was there at my fifth grade graduation. What is that? That’s not even real. I know he’s not your dad, I know that. But somehow, you have his blood and I don’t. So I’m asking you, give me my dad.
Lexie: Here’s the thing about the rain. It usually just drizzles, not like tonight. But when it stops everything is super green and it’s beautiful and it smells like trees.
Hey, I wore a diaper yesterday, yes, and I will wear one today. If it helps get Dr. Shepherd through this surgery, I will wear a diaper. My diaper is awesome. My diaper is hardcore. You wish you had the balls to wear my diaper. I’m going to wear it and I’m going to wear it with pride. And if I have to pee in it, oh I’ll pee because I am a surgeon. This is America. And I will do what needs to be done. So you can kiss my hardcore diaper wearing ass.
You are pathetic, and hypocritical, and slutty!
You can’t be an ass to me all day and then expect me to give you respect. You can’t be an ass to me all day and then expect me to give you sex. And you can stop with the patronizing nicknames. I’m a nice person who couldn’t even bring myself to attempt matricide by sweet and low. That makes me charming to anyone else. I am a nice person. And I am nice to you. So whatever your damage is, you better start being freaking nice to me, or I am not spreading my legs for you anymore no matter how much I may want to. Now give me a damn beer.
It's like turning off the TV when Clarisse is knocking on the door of the house. It's silencing the lambs, and the lambs want to scream, Dr. Bailey. The lambs want to scream.
That a hooker on your shoulder?
Crap, my dad's tatted up skank isn't the bitch. I am.
Mark is having a baby, and he didn't even ask my opinion. He just clobbered me with it again. And he's leaving me behind again. So we're done. You know? We have to be, but I miss him.
I never really got it before, but this is how he operates. He starts up new families, stops talking to the old ones. He'll go off marry Dani the tattooed lady, have six little mid-life crisis babies, and I'll never hear from him again. It's exactly what he did to you.
That's what happens when your boyfriend's an old man. Old men get cancer.
He was too busy lovin' up on a tattooed twenty-year-old.
You're not his family! You're his midlife crisis!
It always feels like there is just one person in this world to love, and then you find somebody else, and it just seems crazy that you were ever worried in the first place.
Here's the thing — you're killing him. You're taking a gun and killing him, and there is nothing romantic about a joint suicide.
Grey's Anatomy: Preston Burke
The only one that can keep a promise like that is God, and I haven't seen him holding a scalpel lately. You never promise a patient's family a good outcome.
This is the men's room. Either whip one out, or close the door.
'Close’ appears to be something of an understatement.
I do, you operated, he survived, and chose me to take over while recruiting your wife.
I am glad that you're back, I’m just hiding my joy deep down inside.
You thought marriage was an idiotic institution.
He said that he wasn’t the most talented student at music school. He said that what he lacked in natural ability, he made up for it in discipline. He practiced all the time. All the time, he practiced. I was like him. I wasn’t the most talented student in school, I wasn’t the brightest. But I was the best.
You don't want to go out to dinner, you don't want to meet me in the on-call room and you sure as hell don't want to talk to me. I could pretend I know, but hey, I don't even have your home phone number. So tell me - what do you want
I believe there's a mind-body-spirit connection. And if Justin really doesn't want this heart, his body will reject it. Dr. Preston Burke: [to Christina] We go to sleep, I think everything is fine, by the time I wake up, you're just a little bit crazy.
You know all that ‘I trust you’ crap? You’ve been pulling that on me since I was this high. No, ‘I trust you’ is code for ‘Learn from your mistakes.’ This is not a mistake. Cristina never knows what’s good for her, that’s who she is. She hates change. I need, I have to, and then she’s grateful. That’s how it was with dating, with moving in. Look, I am going to make her happy Mama; the wedding is a huge step. And she’s been a great sport, you know what? Because she will be happy, someday.
And I don't want to be known as the guy who killed everybody else.
Terrorize one and the rest fall in line.
A day without surgery.
The way you’re feeling right now is why I have to believe in something bigger than me, because if I don’t, that powerlessness would eat me alive.
That’s not for you to decide, Dr. Grey. He asked you for something and you told him you would do it. And if you don’t, that doesn’t make you noble, makes you a liar.
I am Preston Burke, a widely renowned cardiothorasic surgeon. I am a professional, more than that, I am a good and kind person who cleans up behind myself. I am a person that cooks well. And you, you are an unbelievable slob. A slobbily, angry, intern. I am Preston Burke. And you, you are the most competitive, most guarded, most stubborn, most challenging person I have ever met. And I love you. What the hell is the matter with you that you just won’t let me?
Oh this is not... I am very confident in my manhood, thank you very much.
You're not the enemy, you're just the competition.
If you ever try to pull a stunt like that again, going to the parents behind the doctor's back, trying to steal a patient from another service, I will make your residency here, hell on earth.
But it’s not fine. You wanted to believe I was fine. You wanted me to be fine. You want it, I want it. Damn it! My hands are the only things I have of value to me, to you. My hands, these are who I am. If I can’t do this, if I can’t finish this surgery...
Cristina, I do promise to hold you and to cherish you. I do promise to be there in sickness and in health. Like they say, til death do us part. But I won’t, those vows are for optimistic couples. The ones full of hope. And I do not stand here on my wedding day optimistic or full of hope. I am not optimistic. I am not hopeful. I am sure. I am steady. And I know that I am a heart man, take them apart and put them back together. I hold them in my hands. I am a heart man. So this I am sure, you are my partner, my lover, my very best friend. My heart beats for you. And on this day, the day of our wedding, I promise you this. I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your hands. I promise you me.
I'm up there waiting for you to come down the aisle and I know you don't want to come. I know you don't want to come, but you'll come anyway because you love me. And if I loved you, if I loved you, not the woman I am trying to make you be; not the woman that I hope you'll become; but you, if I did, I wouldn't be up there waiting for you. I would be letting you go.
When we're on duty, I can't be your boyfriend.
I got shot. I got shot coming back to the hospital to check on Denny because you asked me to. I’m not fine. Denny asked you to marry him and now he is dead. You are not fine. Don’t come in here and... just, we’re not fine.
I guess we never really got our date.
The only person who can hold a promise like that is God. And I haven’t seen him holding a scalpel lately. You never promise a patient's family a good outcome.
There's nothing you could reveal about yourself that I wouldn't want to know.
Gotta have to adjust your world view Dr. Grey. There are people out there who don’t lie.
I’m an attending. I don’t apologize to residents.
You have high standards. Your standards are too high. You make people out to be... people make mistakes. Your standards are too high. You see a flaw, you attack.
Quit. You quit being a surgeon. You have two healthy hands that you’re not using. Feel guilty about that.
Never in my career have I questioned a fellow surgeon in their O.R. I never understood what the problem was. An intern dating an attending. Until today.
This is the men's room. Either whip one out, or close the door.
'Close’ appears to be something of an understatement.
I do, you operated, he survived, and chose me to take over while recruiting your wife.
I am glad that you're back, I’m just hiding my joy deep down inside.
You thought marriage was an idiotic institution.
He said that he wasn’t the most talented student at music school. He said that what he lacked in natural ability, he made up for it in discipline. He practiced all the time. All the time, he practiced. I was like him. I wasn’t the most talented student in school, I wasn’t the brightest. But I was the best.
You don't want to go out to dinner, you don't want to meet me in the on-call room and you sure as hell don't want to talk to me. I could pretend I know, but hey, I don't even have your home phone number. So tell me - what do you want
I believe there's a mind-body-spirit connection. And if Justin really doesn't want this heart, his body will reject it. Dr. Preston Burke: [to Christina] We go to sleep, I think everything is fine, by the time I wake up, you're just a little bit crazy.
You know all that ‘I trust you’ crap? You’ve been pulling that on me since I was this high. No, ‘I trust you’ is code for ‘Learn from your mistakes.’ This is not a mistake. Cristina never knows what’s good for her, that’s who she is. She hates change. I need, I have to, and then she’s grateful. That’s how it was with dating, with moving in. Look, I am going to make her happy Mama; the wedding is a huge step. And she’s been a great sport, you know what? Because she will be happy, someday.
And I don't want to be known as the guy who killed everybody else.
Terrorize one and the rest fall in line.
A day without surgery.
The way you’re feeling right now is why I have to believe in something bigger than me, because if I don’t, that powerlessness would eat me alive.
That’s not for you to decide, Dr. Grey. He asked you for something and you told him you would do it. And if you don’t, that doesn’t make you noble, makes you a liar.
I am Preston Burke, a widely renowned cardiothorasic surgeon. I am a professional, more than that, I am a good and kind person who cleans up behind myself. I am a person that cooks well. And you, you are an unbelievable slob. A slobbily, angry, intern. I am Preston Burke. And you, you are the most competitive, most guarded, most stubborn, most challenging person I have ever met. And I love you. What the hell is the matter with you that you just won’t let me?
Oh this is not... I am very confident in my manhood, thank you very much.
You're not the enemy, you're just the competition.
If you ever try to pull a stunt like that again, going to the parents behind the doctor's back, trying to steal a patient from another service, I will make your residency here, hell on earth.
But it’s not fine. You wanted to believe I was fine. You wanted me to be fine. You want it, I want it. Damn it! My hands are the only things I have of value to me, to you. My hands, these are who I am. If I can’t do this, if I can’t finish this surgery...
Cristina, I do promise to hold you and to cherish you. I do promise to be there in sickness and in health. Like they say, til death do us part. But I won’t, those vows are for optimistic couples. The ones full of hope. And I do not stand here on my wedding day optimistic or full of hope. I am not optimistic. I am not hopeful. I am sure. I am steady. And I know that I am a heart man, take them apart and put them back together. I hold them in my hands. I am a heart man. So this I am sure, you are my partner, my lover, my very best friend. My heart beats for you. And on this day, the day of our wedding, I promise you this. I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your hands. I promise you me.
I'm up there waiting for you to come down the aisle and I know you don't want to come. I know you don't want to come, but you'll come anyway because you love me. And if I loved you, if I loved you, not the woman I am trying to make you be; not the woman that I hope you'll become; but you, if I did, I wouldn't be up there waiting for you. I would be letting you go.
When we're on duty, I can't be your boyfriend.
I got shot. I got shot coming back to the hospital to check on Denny because you asked me to. I’m not fine. Denny asked you to marry him and now he is dead. You are not fine. Don’t come in here and... just, we’re not fine.
I guess we never really got our date.
The only person who can hold a promise like that is God. And I haven’t seen him holding a scalpel lately. You never promise a patient's family a good outcome.
There's nothing you could reveal about yourself that I wouldn't want to know.
Gotta have to adjust your world view Dr. Grey. There are people out there who don’t lie.
I’m an attending. I don’t apologize to residents.
You have high standards. Your standards are too high. You make people out to be... people make mistakes. Your standards are too high. You see a flaw, you attack.
Quit. You quit being a surgeon. You have two healthy hands that you’re not using. Feel guilty about that.
Never in my career have I questioned a fellow surgeon in their O.R. I never understood what the problem was. An intern dating an attending. Until today.
Grey's Anatomy: Mark Sloan
Subtle's never been my strong suit. So, do you ever go out with co-workers?
Derek and I always did have the same taste in women.
You're Derek's lusty intern right? Heard about you all the way back in New York. You’re famous.
We're the dirty mistresses.
My $400 an hour shrink says that it's because behind this rugged and confident exterior, I'm self destructive and self-loathing to an almost pathological degree.
You know, it's funny. Derek walks in on me naked with his wife, actually in the throes, and he just turns around and walks away. But he sees me so much as talking to you, and I'm on the ground bleeding. Interesting, don't you think?
If what happened between me and Addison is so unforgivable, how do you justify what happened between you and Meredith? You want me to be the bad guy, fine. But I’m not the only bad guy here. Derek, you and me, we’re the same.
If you can’t handle coffee, you can’t handle plastics. Maybe you should head back to the gyney squad where stuff’s all squishy and pink.
If you want to be chief, you have to fight with the big boys.
We agreed on I wouldn’t sleep with anyone for two months; we didn’t say I wouldn’t look. You didn’t think I would hold out.
Hold down the fort, Chief.
I like nurses, they’re helpful and smart and already good at their jobs. So as a going away gift to them, I’m going to let you hang with Jim while I go do one last rhinoplasty at Seattle Grace. I do like to leave city just a little bit prettier than I came.
I’ve known you my whole life; I grew up with you so I know what you’re thinking. That there is a year of your life wasted, trying to make it work with Addison and you could have been with Meredith. That you could be happy right now, that all this, everything, that you and Meredith could have a real chance. Still, I thought you should know the truth. I thought that I owed you that, as a friend.
Your marriage is over Addison. All you have to do is admit it and then you can come back home with me. I'm going to the bar across the street. Meet me there.
How do you expect to work out a marriage if you can’t even be honest with him?
Double scotch, single malt. You look sad.
As long as you don’t tell him the truth, you get to be the good guy, and I’m just the chump that seduced his wife. Real fair.
What if you're wrong? What if, just this once, life comes down on the side of the dirty mistresses?
McSteamy? Is that what you're calling me?
Plus I slept with my tennis partner’s wife and he went out and bought a gun.
Once a man whore, always a man whore. Right?
She goes back to becoming an unhappy man who’s stuck with a penis. There are millions of us out there.
How's my favorite dirty mistress?
People talk around here. I listen.
So this can be just a drink or it can be more than a drink.
Is it ‘bring a hot blonde to work’ day? No one told me.
I am your attending. And if you want in on my surgeries, you’re going to learn how to fetch and stay and heel. Don’t fetch angry.
Shepherd and Grey are on the rocks, Burke and Yang are engaged... You need highlights... Highlights. That's why your hair looks so odd. I'll go save lives now...
People don’t come to me to fix what’s on the outside. They come to me to fix what’s on the inside. So if that means giving someone a straighter nose or bigger breasts, so if that helps a person get by, I don’t run, I don’t hide, I don’t take space.
The most refined, professional, lady-like doctor in this hospital came to my defense tonight. Best she could come up with was "he's a whore."
I'm telling you, these interns are out of control.
Sexed-up stalkers.
You're a bad liar.
Cheerleaders just dance around, Poms are dancers.
Oh my God, hot cheerleader ass!
They're medical professionals. A healthy level of fear is encouraged.
We all made mistakes Addison, all three of us, but somehow I lost my best friend and the woman I love.
Two girls getting nasty and loving it? That’s hot. One girl talking about how it sucked? That's depressing. Wrong! Just wrong.
These women, they over think everything.
It’s your fault, you know, I never even thought about little Grey in that way until you told me not to. You planted a seed.
It’s hard to sleep when you don’t feel safe in your own house, isn’t it?
She came to my hotel room, took off all her clothes, and said “Teach me.” It’s like I had no self control. She violated me with her nakedness.
I am not going to a meeting to discuss my obsession with my best friend’s girlfriend’s half sister.
You only live once, you can’t waste it.
Pain and agony for a little bit of pleasure. I get it.
It doesn’t feel so bad, when I’m doing it. It’s good. It’s great. And maybe if you weren’t so scared of getting burned, you’d feel the same.
Walk tall. All you can do is be brave enough to get out there. You fought and you loved, you lost.
Clichés became clichés for a reason. Because they work. It’s great isn’t it. When you feel so strongly about a person and it’s not about the sex. It is... it’s true.
We’re surgeons. We’re men. We lose patients. It doesn’t give him the right to go around acting like a drunk, frat boy.
You think you broke me little Grey? You’re the one that put me back together.
Surprise parties are hostile. They’re dark. People jump out and scream at you. They never come to any good.
I wouldn’t have to sleep with the nurses if you would put out.
You don’t sleep with another man’s girl. I learned that the hard way.
I’m a grown man. I can screw whoever I want.
I get it. You got used to being the one person she could count on. Then suddenly, you’re supposed to just move on, get a life that doesn’t involve taking care of one person you thought needed you. It’s hard.
You and Derek. You’re all “Don’t screw the nurses and the drug reps.” You did a psych rotation. You know what happens when you tell someone not to think about an elephant. I walk around the hospital, trying not to make eye contact with the women. I’m lonely, and unhappy. I don’t see how this is a solution.
So, asking you out tonight, probably a bad idea?
First she said no. Then she said yes. Then she said no again, because she doesn’t want to have a meal with me, she just wanted sex. Who treats people like that? Like an object, like a piece of ass?
That's just a hobby. Professionally, I’m more focused on my work as a male escort.
Lunch is not romantic.
I don’t know if I’d call it a date. Doesn’t going on a date imply actually going somewhere?
It’s code for something dirty. You eat her pound cake, she eats your pound cake.
I pounded her cake she pounded mine. Excellent pound caking.
That woman is not a single, malt scotch, my friend. She is bad, cheap wine that gives you a headache you feel in your teeth.
You wanna rub up against me, you gotta buy me some drinks first.
I’m the one that could use a friend. I didn’t come to Seattle for Addison, I didn’t come to Seattle to be chief. I came to Seattle for you. Okay, I came to Seattle to get you back.
Gotta love Halloween. When all the crazies come out to play.
It’s like half my job torturing interns.
I’m holding someone’s future in my hands.
Cheerleaders just jump around. Poms are dancers.
In the medical profession, a healthy level of fear is encouraged.
You’re not the kind of guy who makes out with nurses in scrub rooms.
Do you notice that even when you’re insulting me you manage to tell me how pretty I am?
Lady in the streets, tramp in the sheets. Am I right?
I’m like a guru. They come to me for help and I gently guide them on a path of truth and wisdom.
What kind of moron are you O’Malley? Are you a special moron from the aisle of complete and utter morons?
She’s a dead mouse on the kitchen floor. At some point you’ve got to pick it up and throw it away.
Cowboys don’t have friends.
Surgery is like the Wild West. You need to get your claim to Montana from the bank, you’ve got to put a fence around and shot the ass off anyone who walked by. Karev’s a cowboy, you’re not.
It’s hard to sleep when you don’t feel safe in your own house.
It’s your fault, you know. I never thought about Little Grey in that way. You planted a seed.
She came to my hotel room, took off all her clothes and said ‘Teach me.’ It’s like I had no self-control. She violated me with her nakedness.
You are Meredith Grey’s little sister. You are forbidden fruit. You are 25. You’re a fetus.
Walk tall. All you can do is be brave enough to get out there. You fought, you loved, you lost. Walk tall Torres.
Clichés became clichés for a reason, because they work. It’s great, isn’t it? When you feel so strongly about someone and it’s not just about the sex, it is, it’s true.
No, I haven’t had time to swing by Peds yet and ask the nurse to point out the doctor who kissed my friend in a dirty bar bathroom.
You’re like the Dali Lama of surgery. People all over the world come here to let you cut into them. You know what else? You look good doing it.
Just because a guy doesn’t publish fancy clinical trials, take on flashy surgeries, or have creepy, perfect hair, he’s less of a man?
Supporting someone and respecting someone aren’t the same thing. You need to tell him that.
I may be irresponsible and untrustworthy out there, but I’m not in here.
I give up. If I hadn’t fallen for Little Grey, you’d found some other reason not to respect me like you always have. To you, I’m always going to be the charity case the Shepherds had to take in.
How does one exactly live in a tree? I mean, how does one exactly, say, eliminate waste?
You should call them and plead temporary insanity. You don’t have to end it with roller girl just say you did. That’s because it’s none of their business. You shouldn’t have to hurt this much.
This may be bad timing but I’ve got to ask you. What did that guy have? I mean, he wasn’t much to look at, but you and Stevens and Torres. Tell the truth. Was he, you know, hung?
You have become a crazy person I do not recognize. I want Lexie back. Can I get Lexie back?
That’s how I know my job is safe, Dr. Yang, because I reattach babies’ arms.
If she loves you she’ll understand if you can’t, perform. Cuddling’s nice too.
Come on. It’s just an erection. All the guy wants is a woody. God forbid you get to be his age and your kids won’t let you have one. He’s your father. He’s taken care of you your entire life. He’s given you everything and now he needs something and you want to throw that in his face. You know how many people would jump at the chance to give back to their parents who would sacrifice everything without blinking? And there’s nothing wrong with dating a younger woman. It keeps you young and that’s my professional opinion.
I have an idea. How about we don’t answer any patient questions with the phrase, ‘Um I don’t know.’
And you’re no blond. You can’t pull that off. Blonds are either bad ass or fun and you’re a brunette!
I wouldn’t have to sleep with nurses if you’d put out.
Appropriate is boring.
Lex, I’m still in love with you. I tried not to be but I am. Sloane’s not around, there’s no baby. And I don’t want to sleep around. I want another chance. I’m in love with you.
Nothing says good morning like shower sex.
I'm going to need some more consonants.
You're a crappy listener. Add that to the list.
I probably shouldn't have used permanent marker. My apologies.
I don't want to be the cool uncle. The cool uncle's only cool until the kid's like nine and then the cool uncle's just creepy.
Poor, Mr. Green Eyes. Let's not pretend being beautiful's a burden.
That goo looks great. I say stick with the goo.
Peanut butter cups. She's a stress eater. You get her eating, you get her talking. She loves peanut butter cups.
Use that Avery sparkle!
We're co-parenting us, all of us. This isn't a joke. It's not some cute arrangement where you humor me and use me for babysitting when you want to see a movie. This is my child. We're doing this together. You don't get a bigger vote. I'm a parent!
I've lost too many babies in my time. Addison terminated. Sloan disappeared. I'm not letting it happen again. I don't care what kind of baby it is.
You're Derek Shepherd. There's a reason I've been jealous of you my whole life, and it's not your hair. You're going to be okay. Even Sophia knows that. Right, Sophia? Say hi to Uncle Derek.
I'd choose her over you in the divorce. You know that, right?
Derek and I always did have the same taste in women.
You're Derek's lusty intern right? Heard about you all the way back in New York. You’re famous.
We're the dirty mistresses.
My $400 an hour shrink says that it's because behind this rugged and confident exterior, I'm self destructive and self-loathing to an almost pathological degree.
You know, it's funny. Derek walks in on me naked with his wife, actually in the throes, and he just turns around and walks away. But he sees me so much as talking to you, and I'm on the ground bleeding. Interesting, don't you think?
If what happened between me and Addison is so unforgivable, how do you justify what happened between you and Meredith? You want me to be the bad guy, fine. But I’m not the only bad guy here. Derek, you and me, we’re the same.
If you can’t handle coffee, you can’t handle plastics. Maybe you should head back to the gyney squad where stuff’s all squishy and pink.
If you want to be chief, you have to fight with the big boys.
We agreed on I wouldn’t sleep with anyone for two months; we didn’t say I wouldn’t look. You didn’t think I would hold out.
Hold down the fort, Chief.
I like nurses, they’re helpful and smart and already good at their jobs. So as a going away gift to them, I’m going to let you hang with Jim while I go do one last rhinoplasty at Seattle Grace. I do like to leave city just a little bit prettier than I came.
I’ve known you my whole life; I grew up with you so I know what you’re thinking. That there is a year of your life wasted, trying to make it work with Addison and you could have been with Meredith. That you could be happy right now, that all this, everything, that you and Meredith could have a real chance. Still, I thought you should know the truth. I thought that I owed you that, as a friend.
Your marriage is over Addison. All you have to do is admit it and then you can come back home with me. I'm going to the bar across the street. Meet me there.
How do you expect to work out a marriage if you can’t even be honest with him?
Double scotch, single malt. You look sad.
As long as you don’t tell him the truth, you get to be the good guy, and I’m just the chump that seduced his wife. Real fair.
What if you're wrong? What if, just this once, life comes down on the side of the dirty mistresses?
McSteamy? Is that what you're calling me?
Plus I slept with my tennis partner’s wife and he went out and bought a gun.
Once a man whore, always a man whore. Right?
She goes back to becoming an unhappy man who’s stuck with a penis. There are millions of us out there.
How's my favorite dirty mistress?
People talk around here. I listen.
So this can be just a drink or it can be more than a drink.
Is it ‘bring a hot blonde to work’ day? No one told me.
I am your attending. And if you want in on my surgeries, you’re going to learn how to fetch and stay and heel. Don’t fetch angry.
Shepherd and Grey are on the rocks, Burke and Yang are engaged... You need highlights... Highlights. That's why your hair looks so odd. I'll go save lives now...
People don’t come to me to fix what’s on the outside. They come to me to fix what’s on the inside. So if that means giving someone a straighter nose or bigger breasts, so if that helps a person get by, I don’t run, I don’t hide, I don’t take space.
The most refined, professional, lady-like doctor in this hospital came to my defense tonight. Best she could come up with was "he's a whore."
I'm telling you, these interns are out of control.
Sexed-up stalkers.
You're a bad liar.
Cheerleaders just dance around, Poms are dancers.
Oh my God, hot cheerleader ass!
They're medical professionals. A healthy level of fear is encouraged.
We all made mistakes Addison, all three of us, but somehow I lost my best friend and the woman I love.
Two girls getting nasty and loving it? That’s hot. One girl talking about how it sucked? That's depressing. Wrong! Just wrong.
These women, they over think everything.
It’s your fault, you know, I never even thought about little Grey in that way until you told me not to. You planted a seed.
It’s hard to sleep when you don’t feel safe in your own house, isn’t it?
She came to my hotel room, took off all her clothes, and said “Teach me.” It’s like I had no self control. She violated me with her nakedness.
I am not going to a meeting to discuss my obsession with my best friend’s girlfriend’s half sister.
You only live once, you can’t waste it.
Pain and agony for a little bit of pleasure. I get it.
It doesn’t feel so bad, when I’m doing it. It’s good. It’s great. And maybe if you weren’t so scared of getting burned, you’d feel the same.
Walk tall. All you can do is be brave enough to get out there. You fought and you loved, you lost.
Clichés became clichés for a reason. Because they work. It’s great isn’t it. When you feel so strongly about a person and it’s not about the sex. It is... it’s true.
We’re surgeons. We’re men. We lose patients. It doesn’t give him the right to go around acting like a drunk, frat boy.
You think you broke me little Grey? You’re the one that put me back together.
Surprise parties are hostile. They’re dark. People jump out and scream at you. They never come to any good.
I wouldn’t have to sleep with the nurses if you would put out.
You don’t sleep with another man’s girl. I learned that the hard way.
I’m a grown man. I can screw whoever I want.
I get it. You got used to being the one person she could count on. Then suddenly, you’re supposed to just move on, get a life that doesn’t involve taking care of one person you thought needed you. It’s hard.
You and Derek. You’re all “Don’t screw the nurses and the drug reps.” You did a psych rotation. You know what happens when you tell someone not to think about an elephant. I walk around the hospital, trying not to make eye contact with the women. I’m lonely, and unhappy. I don’t see how this is a solution.
So, asking you out tonight, probably a bad idea?
First she said no. Then she said yes. Then she said no again, because she doesn’t want to have a meal with me, she just wanted sex. Who treats people like that? Like an object, like a piece of ass?
That's just a hobby. Professionally, I’m more focused on my work as a male escort.
Lunch is not romantic.
I don’t know if I’d call it a date. Doesn’t going on a date imply actually going somewhere?
It’s code for something dirty. You eat her pound cake, she eats your pound cake.
I pounded her cake she pounded mine. Excellent pound caking.
That woman is not a single, malt scotch, my friend. She is bad, cheap wine that gives you a headache you feel in your teeth.
You wanna rub up against me, you gotta buy me some drinks first.
I’m the one that could use a friend. I didn’t come to Seattle for Addison, I didn’t come to Seattle to be chief. I came to Seattle for you. Okay, I came to Seattle to get you back.
Gotta love Halloween. When all the crazies come out to play.
It’s like half my job torturing interns.
I’m holding someone’s future in my hands.
Cheerleaders just jump around. Poms are dancers.
In the medical profession, a healthy level of fear is encouraged.
You’re not the kind of guy who makes out with nurses in scrub rooms.
Do you notice that even when you’re insulting me you manage to tell me how pretty I am?
Lady in the streets, tramp in the sheets. Am I right?
I’m like a guru. They come to me for help and I gently guide them on a path of truth and wisdom.
What kind of moron are you O’Malley? Are you a special moron from the aisle of complete and utter morons?
She’s a dead mouse on the kitchen floor. At some point you’ve got to pick it up and throw it away.
Cowboys don’t have friends.
Surgery is like the Wild West. You need to get your claim to Montana from the bank, you’ve got to put a fence around and shot the ass off anyone who walked by. Karev’s a cowboy, you’re not.
It’s hard to sleep when you don’t feel safe in your own house.
It’s your fault, you know. I never thought about Little Grey in that way. You planted a seed.
She came to my hotel room, took off all her clothes and said ‘Teach me.’ It’s like I had no self-control. She violated me with her nakedness.
You are Meredith Grey’s little sister. You are forbidden fruit. You are 25. You’re a fetus.
Walk tall. All you can do is be brave enough to get out there. You fought, you loved, you lost. Walk tall Torres.
Clichés became clichés for a reason, because they work. It’s great, isn’t it? When you feel so strongly about someone and it’s not just about the sex, it is, it’s true.
No, I haven’t had time to swing by Peds yet and ask the nurse to point out the doctor who kissed my friend in a dirty bar bathroom.
You’re like the Dali Lama of surgery. People all over the world come here to let you cut into them. You know what else? You look good doing it.
Just because a guy doesn’t publish fancy clinical trials, take on flashy surgeries, or have creepy, perfect hair, he’s less of a man?
Supporting someone and respecting someone aren’t the same thing. You need to tell him that.
I may be irresponsible and untrustworthy out there, but I’m not in here.
I give up. If I hadn’t fallen for Little Grey, you’d found some other reason not to respect me like you always have. To you, I’m always going to be the charity case the Shepherds had to take in.
How does one exactly live in a tree? I mean, how does one exactly, say, eliminate waste?
You should call them and plead temporary insanity. You don’t have to end it with roller girl just say you did. That’s because it’s none of their business. You shouldn’t have to hurt this much.
This may be bad timing but I’ve got to ask you. What did that guy have? I mean, he wasn’t much to look at, but you and Stevens and Torres. Tell the truth. Was he, you know, hung?
You have become a crazy person I do not recognize. I want Lexie back. Can I get Lexie back?
That’s how I know my job is safe, Dr. Yang, because I reattach babies’ arms.
If she loves you she’ll understand if you can’t, perform. Cuddling’s nice too.
Come on. It’s just an erection. All the guy wants is a woody. God forbid you get to be his age and your kids won’t let you have one. He’s your father. He’s taken care of you your entire life. He’s given you everything and now he needs something and you want to throw that in his face. You know how many people would jump at the chance to give back to their parents who would sacrifice everything without blinking? And there’s nothing wrong with dating a younger woman. It keeps you young and that’s my professional opinion.
I have an idea. How about we don’t answer any patient questions with the phrase, ‘Um I don’t know.’
And you’re no blond. You can’t pull that off. Blonds are either bad ass or fun and you’re a brunette!
I wouldn’t have to sleep with nurses if you’d put out.
Appropriate is boring.
Lex, I’m still in love with you. I tried not to be but I am. Sloane’s not around, there’s no baby. And I don’t want to sleep around. I want another chance. I’m in love with you.
Nothing says good morning like shower sex.
I'm going to need some more consonants.
You're a crappy listener. Add that to the list.
I probably shouldn't have used permanent marker. My apologies.
I don't want to be the cool uncle. The cool uncle's only cool until the kid's like nine and then the cool uncle's just creepy.
Poor, Mr. Green Eyes. Let's not pretend being beautiful's a burden.
That goo looks great. I say stick with the goo.
Peanut butter cups. She's a stress eater. You get her eating, you get her talking. She loves peanut butter cups.
Use that Avery sparkle!
We're co-parenting us, all of us. This isn't a joke. It's not some cute arrangement where you humor me and use me for babysitting when you want to see a movie. This is my child. We're doing this together. You don't get a bigger vote. I'm a parent!
I've lost too many babies in my time. Addison terminated. Sloan disappeared. I'm not letting it happen again. I don't care what kind of baby it is.
You're Derek Shepherd. There's a reason I've been jealous of you my whole life, and it's not your hair. You're going to be okay. Even Sophia knows that. Right, Sophia? Say hi to Uncle Derek.
I'd choose her over you in the divorce. You know that, right?
Grey's Anatomy: Callie Torres
You don’t see him. Either of you, he’s just George to you. He’s just O’Malley, just your roommate. He makes my world stop. George O’Malley is sweet and kind, and smart and strong. He makes my world stop, so you just shut up.
Don't forget to clean it up. When you've finished smashing.
It hurts less if you don’t see it coming.
Orthos love hockey season. It’s like Christmas every day.
He’s got a passion and he sacrificed for it.
Sometimes you can’t wait. You want the pain to stop so you cut it off. End the problem and the pain.
From what I understand is that his best friend hasn’t been the best matchmaker in the past.
You missed the boat George. A hot chick gives you her number, you’re supposed to call.
I have verbal diarrhea and I’m a moron.
The other night when I told you I was done trying to compete, that was me breaking up with you.
You were sexier when you weren’t talking.
You guys should think about getting a hotel room or something.
We're socially retarded. I mean, look at me. I'm in love with a guy who won't say he loves me back... and here I am in his kitchen cooking, hoping he comes home and notices me. I'm a total freak. I'm the girl in the back of the class who eats her hair.
I do not do pink or baby blue. I will not be wearing flowers in my hair and I will not be seen with a bow on my ass.
Don't chase me anymore, unless you're ready to catch me.
We're working, George. I'm your boss, alright?
You're an obstetrician.
I used to believe in God, and marriage, and heaven and hell.
I believe in love, and second chances. And that even though George wasn't the one for me, it was okay that I believed that he was because, well, for a little while, at least, I got to be an O'Malley. And I really loved being an O'Malley.
It wasn't cheerful, it was dirty.
I cut off a healthy leg. I just cut it off. It was for the patient's own good, but still, I feel like a butcher.
I washed my hands. I went down to the kitchen and I washed my hands. I didn’t wash them in the bathroom because those girls were staring at me like I was a rodent or something. Like I was in high school having the naked dream and it was actually happening. I didn’t even know they were home. I washed my hands.
Okay, shut your trap for eight seconds and let me finish!
You dared him to lay down in a vat of concrete!
You didn't love her! You just didn't want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or, or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn't love her, because you don't destroy the person that you love!
You think you can pray away the gay? You can’t pray away the gay. You can’t pray away the gay!
I hate that I’m so into you.
The man flew 3,000 miles to make me straight. With a priest! I'm lucky they didn't march into the ER swinging incense all hepped up for an exorcism.
Don’t take it personally. It’s the doctor thing. Four years of high school, four years of college, four years of med school. By the time we graduate, we’re in our late twenties. We’ve never done anything except go to school and think about science. Time stops, we’re socially retarded. Ha, look at me. I’m in love with a guy who won’t say he loves me back and here I am in his kitchen cooking, just hoping he comes home and notices me. I’m a total freak. I’m that girl in the back of the class who eats her hair. M, she’s 17 years old. We’re all 17 years old. This is high school with scalpels.
I’m out of my element here. I break bones for a living. I used to live in the basement. Most days I wear last night’s eye liner to work. I don’t give a crap what other people think about me because I’m a happily, independent, successful woman, and I like it that way. Only when you say stuff like this, it makes stuff too hard. So please don’t chase me anymore unless you’re ready to catch me.
Don’t do that. Don’t tough it out. Just say yes.
Don’t make me climb over this stall. I’ll do it but I’ll be really pissed because I don’t know you that well.
Imagine your dad’s like a vintage car, okay. And his blood is like gas flowing to the fuel lines. The cancer cells are like the gunk that builds up in there. Once the gunk starts circulating it can do a whole lot of damage to the carburetor, everything. It’s like the engine had already blown a gasket, even before all the other damage started.
Panties, Meredith. I’m talking about the freaking code of silence, pair of panties I pulled off the bulletin board, not to mention the adulterous McSex I witnessed!
We were broken up, as in, not together. I slept with Mark to get over you, and guess what? It didn’t work. It was mistake. I did not betray you, George. I would never do that.
George has become a sex machine.
I married the help.
I look insane, I’m wearing pearls.
George, what I’m about to say is crazy and I am not responsible. I am saying this against my will because I am a surgeon, okay? I love my job. I love my life exactly as it is, exactly as it is! Do you understand what I’m saying? I have no desire to house a human being in my body for nine months, and then push it out and raise it. Okay, none. Zero. Except housing a human for nine long months is all I can think about. The thoughts are invading the surgeries that I love and it’s hormonal and horrible. But it is happening, to me.
I like to be good at things. I do not fail, I do not quit. I like to be good at things and I want to be good at this so, I need you. I need you to show me.
Just because we’re not sleeping together doesn’t mean we can’t hang out and be friends. You’re good for more than sex Mark.
Don’t get naked with an intern.
No casual glances over the shoulder. No “This is interesting, can everyone see?”
You know I used to walk tall around here. I used to walk tall, then…came George. He took off at least an inch. Then Erica came and left me, that shaved off a few more. I got shorter. All that humiliation makes you shorter, so yeah, I am scared of getting hurt because one more personal disaster right now would cut me off at the knees.
Dear God, I need your guidance. I kissed a Peds surgeon. I never thought I would end up with a woman, God, but I mean, not until lately, but that’s not the problem. The problem is the Peds thing. She’s... she’s perky. And has butterflies on her scrub cap. But she’s also hot... really hot. So, help me get over the butterflies. Amen.
I married the help. We went to the Vegas. My idea, I embraced the trashy.
You thought our marriage was toxic?
Don’t you dare sleep with that woman!
It’s sad and pathetic. Sloane and her baby leaving you can be the best thing to happen to you. You can grow up, find a woman to love, have a baby or you can be the ass attending who abuses all the residents and screws whatever walks into this hospital. So just pick one.
That’s because they’re husband and work wife. The chief’s your husband and you’re his work wife. You look out for each other; you take care of each other. There’s nothing wrong with it. It’s like me and Sloan. He’s my work husband but he has a girlfriend. And I have a girlfriend, but nothing is going on between us.
Find a grown up that wants what you want, and date, like a grown up.
Yeah, third date’s a sex date. And he’s cooking for you, at his home, where he keeps a bed.
Fine. I’m not putting a gun to your head. Let freedom ring.
I’m building cartilage... from jello, and you paged me for condoms?
Guy brings a condom.
Okay, guy brings a condom. But sometimes they fail to provide them on the third date as a sign of respect. “Oh, I never imagined this would happen so soon. Oh, I wasn’t prepared.” So you should bring them. Never trust a guy.
You’re not just a sex machine, Mark. Look, don’t get me wrong, you’ve got skills. But you’re a good person. Why do you think Little Miss Muffet fell for you?
You’re a good guy. You’re worth getting to know... in daylight.
You shouldn’t fight this hard for a wedding. You fight for a marriage and sometimes that is a lost cause so you should let go already. Just freaking let go!
Don’t you dare come to me for forgiveness you traitorous bitch.
Dr. Hahn, anyone who can out drink me and still kick my ass at the dart board can call me Callie.
You didn’t tell your mom that we broke up. Your mom is making us baby clothes because she thinks we’re still trying to get pregnant, because she thinks we’re still married, because she thinks you’re still the kind of person who would never cheat on his wife. Hand-stitched uni-sex baby clothes! They’re yellow and green and go up to toddler sizes. And she’s waiting for you in the lobby.
I like penis. I'm a huge huge fan of penis.
How long did your not friend lay in that vat of cement unable to move before you four geniuses, band of brothers, you future Mother Teresas, how long did he lay there in that quick drying cement yelling that he couldn’t move before you called the police?! Yeah that’s what I thought.
No he’s not okay. He’s stuck in a block of cement.
He needs you and you’re too worried of what your friends think.
It was not good. At all. I choked. I couldn't go down there. I tried, but it just felt so weird and clinical like gynie rotation.
No lessons. Just sex. Nothing fancy just plain old missionary, boy girl, penis vagina sex. I mean it. No dirty talk, no Erica talk. Just grunting and grinding.
Sounds like my life. Married, betrayed, gay, abandoned. Then I woke up and had no idea how I got here.
I cannot have another stupid, romantic disaster in this hospital. It’s embarrassing.
‘Alone’ people don’t like to hear about the ‘together’ people. Even if the ‘alone’ people are alone by choice, it’s sort of mean, it’s sort of like bringing a six pack to an AA meeting. Keep it to yourself.
You’re an amazing doctor. You save babies. God knows who you are.
I have experience to give. Life experience. Like the fact that I was married, did you know that? Or that I was in Peace Corps. Botswana, that’s what made me go to med school. And most recently I’ve experienced the joy of cooking. Yeah, I make an excellent chicken picada, in addition to many other delicious meals that you’d be very lucky to experience yourself. And the fact that you can’t open your eyes to see that makes you a little inexperienced.
Shadow Shepherd. He’s a solid surgeon but kinda like the JV player to Shepherd’s varsity, the B team to Shepherd’s A, the bricklayer to Shepherd’s architect.
No. I don’t do woods. The woods are dirty and there are many, many bugs.
I can’t lie, even if they think I’m wrong, even if they don’t understand, even if they think I’m crazy. I’m me. They’re supposed to accept me. They’re supposed to support me. They’re supposed to love me, you know. I can’t lie.
Yes, I am. I’m a superstar, superstar with a scalpel. I am too big of a star for you to say my name. I build arms out of nothing and legs like God and when I win the Harper Avery and every other prize there is, you will rue this day Chief Webber. That’s right, I said rue.
He doesn’t look at my boobs anymore. The first thing he used to look at when I walked in anywhere was my boobs. He doesn’t look anymore. Not since he met you. Okay?
I probably shouldn’t say anything, she’s my roommate. Girlfriend trumps roommate. She’s Cristina. She’s all about cardio so she’s probably sucking up to you to get through the merger. I mean, is she good with the kids?
Callie: I made a list, to read to the chief. 50 Reasons Why You Should Hire Me as an Attending. Okay, number one, I build a man’s bones out of titanium rods. Two, what I lack in experience I make up for in raw talent. Three, I can go seven hours in the OR without even taking a pee break.
Oh, that’s why you flew three thousand miles to tell me I was going to hell? I thought you were here to apologize.
‘Jesus: A new commandment that I give unto you that you love one another.’ ‘Jesus: He who is without sin among you let him cast the first stone. Blessed are the merciful for they obtain mercy.’ ‘Jesus: Blessed are the pured heart for they shall seek God.’ ‘Jesus: blessed are those who have been persecuted for righteousness sake for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.’ Jesus is my savior Daddy, not you. And Jesus would be ashamed of you for judging me. He would be ashamed of you for turning your back on me. He would be ashamed.
Scars are hot. Scars are bad ass. Scars are poetic.
I have pox between my butt cheeks. Your pain doesn’t begin to compare to mine.
Here’s a newsflash, overly enthusiastic intern guy, I don’t have to do anything.
Sex on the couch, walk of shame under the cover of darkness.
You have the best doctor with you right now. Yeah, Dr. Robbins is the best doctor in this entire hospital. I think in the whole world. Yeah, people feel so much better after she helps them. People feel better after she walks in the room ‘cause we has got this super magic smile. And when she smiles at you, everything gets better. You don’t know that because you have your back to her, but she is giving you her best super magic smile.
Sex with you just makes me sad.
I am stubbornly choosing to believe that not all people are evil and bad and leave me at airports.
You had to fly across the world to get to me Arizona because you flew a whole world away without ever looking back. You just left. And this might be news to you — no, I think it kinda is — but you're not the only one in this relationship. There are two of us, and you came back today but I didn't.
No, no, you will not hold me hostage and make me listen to you. I am rebuilding the leg of a kid who's been shot. That's, that's why I'm here. That's the only reason.
Dr. Stark, you're new here, but in this hospital, we take shootings personally.
My lack of interest in seeing you is not a strategy. I'm not playing hard to get. I don't want to see you because I turned my life upside down for you and you walked away because for a week I was cranky. You're untrustworthy, so I don't want to see you. You're self-centered, so I don't want to see you. I am a hundred percent certain that if I let you back in my life again you will hurt me again, so I don't want to see you. This isn't a ploy. I'm not pouting. I don't want you in my life. Get your crap out of my apartment.
Things don't go the way you want them to. Ever.
I am a hormone casserole. My body is not my own, and something feels wrong.
(pointing to Arizona and Mark) Lesbian lover. Baby daddy.
So tell her. Do not wait until this kid comes out looking all Sloan-y.
I didn't plan this, OK? I didn't plan any of this, but there's a mighty oak or whatever showing up in our lives in about seven months, so now I have to plan, and I don't know how long I can wait for you to process, but I want you in my plan. I want you to be a part of my plan.
Words, make words.
If we're gonna do this whole everybody gets a vote thing, there's gonna be a new system. We'll still each get one vote, but also the baby gets a vote. As I house the baby, I'll be speaking for him slash her. And, since I'll be pushing this baby out of a very small hole in my body, I'll also get an extra-special vagina vote.
I don't drink chunks. I want my coffee.
I'm extending an olive branch here. Because I know how annoying I must be to you right now. But since I was four and I got that doll that crap its pants for Christmas, I wanted a kid because, other than cracking bones, this baby's my dream. And I get to be insanely out of my mind happy for my dream, but I'm not discounting your need to vomit over my insanity...
The brain is the human body's most mysterious organ. It learns. It changes. It adapts. It tells us what we see, what we hear. It lets us feel love. I think it holds our soul. And no matter how much research we do, no one can really say how all that delicate grey matter inside our skull works. And, when it's hurt, when the human brain is traumatized, well, that's when it gets even more mysterious.
Please take this baby away from me. I'm serious. Take her, Mark. Oh my God. Oh my God. The baby's crack, and she's crack baby.
Don't forget to clean it up. When you've finished smashing.
It hurts less if you don’t see it coming.
Orthos love hockey season. It’s like Christmas every day.
He’s got a passion and he sacrificed for it.
Sometimes you can’t wait. You want the pain to stop so you cut it off. End the problem and the pain.
From what I understand is that his best friend hasn’t been the best matchmaker in the past.
You missed the boat George. A hot chick gives you her number, you’re supposed to call.
I have verbal diarrhea and I’m a moron.
The other night when I told you I was done trying to compete, that was me breaking up with you.
You were sexier when you weren’t talking.
You guys should think about getting a hotel room or something.
We're socially retarded. I mean, look at me. I'm in love with a guy who won't say he loves me back... and here I am in his kitchen cooking, hoping he comes home and notices me. I'm a total freak. I'm the girl in the back of the class who eats her hair.
I do not do pink or baby blue. I will not be wearing flowers in my hair and I will not be seen with a bow on my ass.
Don't chase me anymore, unless you're ready to catch me.
We're working, George. I'm your boss, alright?
You're an obstetrician.
I used to believe in God, and marriage, and heaven and hell.
I believe in love, and second chances. And that even though George wasn't the one for me, it was okay that I believed that he was because, well, for a little while, at least, I got to be an O'Malley. And I really loved being an O'Malley.
It wasn't cheerful, it was dirty.
I cut off a healthy leg. I just cut it off. It was for the patient's own good, but still, I feel like a butcher.
I washed my hands. I went down to the kitchen and I washed my hands. I didn’t wash them in the bathroom because those girls were staring at me like I was a rodent or something. Like I was in high school having the naked dream and it was actually happening. I didn’t even know they were home. I washed my hands.
Okay, shut your trap for eight seconds and let me finish!
You dared him to lay down in a vat of concrete!
You didn't love her! You just didn't want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or, or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn't love her, because you don't destroy the person that you love!
You think you can pray away the gay? You can’t pray away the gay. You can’t pray away the gay!
I hate that I’m so into you.
The man flew 3,000 miles to make me straight. With a priest! I'm lucky they didn't march into the ER swinging incense all hepped up for an exorcism.
Don’t take it personally. It’s the doctor thing. Four years of high school, four years of college, four years of med school. By the time we graduate, we’re in our late twenties. We’ve never done anything except go to school and think about science. Time stops, we’re socially retarded. Ha, look at me. I’m in love with a guy who won’t say he loves me back and here I am in his kitchen cooking, just hoping he comes home and notices me. I’m a total freak. I’m that girl in the back of the class who eats her hair. M, she’s 17 years old. We’re all 17 years old. This is high school with scalpels.
I’m out of my element here. I break bones for a living. I used to live in the basement. Most days I wear last night’s eye liner to work. I don’t give a crap what other people think about me because I’m a happily, independent, successful woman, and I like it that way. Only when you say stuff like this, it makes stuff too hard. So please don’t chase me anymore unless you’re ready to catch me.
Don’t do that. Don’t tough it out. Just say yes.
Don’t make me climb over this stall. I’ll do it but I’ll be really pissed because I don’t know you that well.
Imagine your dad’s like a vintage car, okay. And his blood is like gas flowing to the fuel lines. The cancer cells are like the gunk that builds up in there. Once the gunk starts circulating it can do a whole lot of damage to the carburetor, everything. It’s like the engine had already blown a gasket, even before all the other damage started.
Panties, Meredith. I’m talking about the freaking code of silence, pair of panties I pulled off the bulletin board, not to mention the adulterous McSex I witnessed!
We were broken up, as in, not together. I slept with Mark to get over you, and guess what? It didn’t work. It was mistake. I did not betray you, George. I would never do that.
George has become a sex machine.
I married the help.
I look insane, I’m wearing pearls.
George, what I’m about to say is crazy and I am not responsible. I am saying this against my will because I am a surgeon, okay? I love my job. I love my life exactly as it is, exactly as it is! Do you understand what I’m saying? I have no desire to house a human being in my body for nine months, and then push it out and raise it. Okay, none. Zero. Except housing a human for nine long months is all I can think about. The thoughts are invading the surgeries that I love and it’s hormonal and horrible. But it is happening, to me.
I like to be good at things. I do not fail, I do not quit. I like to be good at things and I want to be good at this so, I need you. I need you to show me.
Just because we’re not sleeping together doesn’t mean we can’t hang out and be friends. You’re good for more than sex Mark.
Don’t get naked with an intern.
No casual glances over the shoulder. No “This is interesting, can everyone see?”
You know I used to walk tall around here. I used to walk tall, then…came George. He took off at least an inch. Then Erica came and left me, that shaved off a few more. I got shorter. All that humiliation makes you shorter, so yeah, I am scared of getting hurt because one more personal disaster right now would cut me off at the knees.
Dear God, I need your guidance. I kissed a Peds surgeon. I never thought I would end up with a woman, God, but I mean, not until lately, but that’s not the problem. The problem is the Peds thing. She’s... she’s perky. And has butterflies on her scrub cap. But she’s also hot... really hot. So, help me get over the butterflies. Amen.
I married the help. We went to the Vegas. My idea, I embraced the trashy.
You thought our marriage was toxic?
Don’t you dare sleep with that woman!
It’s sad and pathetic. Sloane and her baby leaving you can be the best thing to happen to you. You can grow up, find a woman to love, have a baby or you can be the ass attending who abuses all the residents and screws whatever walks into this hospital. So just pick one.
That’s because they’re husband and work wife. The chief’s your husband and you’re his work wife. You look out for each other; you take care of each other. There’s nothing wrong with it. It’s like me and Sloan. He’s my work husband but he has a girlfriend. And I have a girlfriend, but nothing is going on between us.
Find a grown up that wants what you want, and date, like a grown up.
Yeah, third date’s a sex date. And he’s cooking for you, at his home, where he keeps a bed.
Fine. I’m not putting a gun to your head. Let freedom ring.
I’m building cartilage... from jello, and you paged me for condoms?
Guy brings a condom.
Okay, guy brings a condom. But sometimes they fail to provide them on the third date as a sign of respect. “Oh, I never imagined this would happen so soon. Oh, I wasn’t prepared.” So you should bring them. Never trust a guy.
You’re not just a sex machine, Mark. Look, don’t get me wrong, you’ve got skills. But you’re a good person. Why do you think Little Miss Muffet fell for you?
You’re a good guy. You’re worth getting to know... in daylight.
You shouldn’t fight this hard for a wedding. You fight for a marriage and sometimes that is a lost cause so you should let go already. Just freaking let go!
Don’t you dare come to me for forgiveness you traitorous bitch.
Dr. Hahn, anyone who can out drink me and still kick my ass at the dart board can call me Callie.
You didn’t tell your mom that we broke up. Your mom is making us baby clothes because she thinks we’re still trying to get pregnant, because she thinks we’re still married, because she thinks you’re still the kind of person who would never cheat on his wife. Hand-stitched uni-sex baby clothes! They’re yellow and green and go up to toddler sizes. And she’s waiting for you in the lobby.
I like penis. I'm a huge huge fan of penis.
How long did your not friend lay in that vat of cement unable to move before you four geniuses, band of brothers, you future Mother Teresas, how long did he lay there in that quick drying cement yelling that he couldn’t move before you called the police?! Yeah that’s what I thought.
No he’s not okay. He’s stuck in a block of cement.
He needs you and you’re too worried of what your friends think.
It was not good. At all. I choked. I couldn't go down there. I tried, but it just felt so weird and clinical like gynie rotation.
No lessons. Just sex. Nothing fancy just plain old missionary, boy girl, penis vagina sex. I mean it. No dirty talk, no Erica talk. Just grunting and grinding.
Sounds like my life. Married, betrayed, gay, abandoned. Then I woke up and had no idea how I got here.
I cannot have another stupid, romantic disaster in this hospital. It’s embarrassing.
‘Alone’ people don’t like to hear about the ‘together’ people. Even if the ‘alone’ people are alone by choice, it’s sort of mean, it’s sort of like bringing a six pack to an AA meeting. Keep it to yourself.
You’re an amazing doctor. You save babies. God knows who you are.
I have experience to give. Life experience. Like the fact that I was married, did you know that? Or that I was in Peace Corps. Botswana, that’s what made me go to med school. And most recently I’ve experienced the joy of cooking. Yeah, I make an excellent chicken picada, in addition to many other delicious meals that you’d be very lucky to experience yourself. And the fact that you can’t open your eyes to see that makes you a little inexperienced.
Shadow Shepherd. He’s a solid surgeon but kinda like the JV player to Shepherd’s varsity, the B team to Shepherd’s A, the bricklayer to Shepherd’s architect.
No. I don’t do woods. The woods are dirty and there are many, many bugs.
I can’t lie, even if they think I’m wrong, even if they don’t understand, even if they think I’m crazy. I’m me. They’re supposed to accept me. They’re supposed to support me. They’re supposed to love me, you know. I can’t lie.
Yes, I am. I’m a superstar, superstar with a scalpel. I am too big of a star for you to say my name. I build arms out of nothing and legs like God and when I win the Harper Avery and every other prize there is, you will rue this day Chief Webber. That’s right, I said rue.
He doesn’t look at my boobs anymore. The first thing he used to look at when I walked in anywhere was my boobs. He doesn’t look anymore. Not since he met you. Okay?
I probably shouldn’t say anything, she’s my roommate. Girlfriend trumps roommate. She’s Cristina. She’s all about cardio so she’s probably sucking up to you to get through the merger. I mean, is she good with the kids?
Callie: I made a list, to read to the chief. 50 Reasons Why You Should Hire Me as an Attending. Okay, number one, I build a man’s bones out of titanium rods. Two, what I lack in experience I make up for in raw talent. Three, I can go seven hours in the OR without even taking a pee break.
Oh, that’s why you flew three thousand miles to tell me I was going to hell? I thought you were here to apologize.
‘Jesus: A new commandment that I give unto you that you love one another.’ ‘Jesus: He who is without sin among you let him cast the first stone. Blessed are the merciful for they obtain mercy.’ ‘Jesus: Blessed are the pured heart for they shall seek God.’ ‘Jesus: blessed are those who have been persecuted for righteousness sake for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.’ Jesus is my savior Daddy, not you. And Jesus would be ashamed of you for judging me. He would be ashamed of you for turning your back on me. He would be ashamed.
Scars are hot. Scars are bad ass. Scars are poetic.
I have pox between my butt cheeks. Your pain doesn’t begin to compare to mine.
Here’s a newsflash, overly enthusiastic intern guy, I don’t have to do anything.
Sex on the couch, walk of shame under the cover of darkness.
You have the best doctor with you right now. Yeah, Dr. Robbins is the best doctor in this entire hospital. I think in the whole world. Yeah, people feel so much better after she helps them. People feel better after she walks in the room ‘cause we has got this super magic smile. And when she smiles at you, everything gets better. You don’t know that because you have your back to her, but she is giving you her best super magic smile.
Sex with you just makes me sad.
I am stubbornly choosing to believe that not all people are evil and bad and leave me at airports.
You had to fly across the world to get to me Arizona because you flew a whole world away without ever looking back. You just left. And this might be news to you — no, I think it kinda is — but you're not the only one in this relationship. There are two of us, and you came back today but I didn't.
No, no, you will not hold me hostage and make me listen to you. I am rebuilding the leg of a kid who's been shot. That's, that's why I'm here. That's the only reason.
Dr. Stark, you're new here, but in this hospital, we take shootings personally.
My lack of interest in seeing you is not a strategy. I'm not playing hard to get. I don't want to see you because I turned my life upside down for you and you walked away because for a week I was cranky. You're untrustworthy, so I don't want to see you. You're self-centered, so I don't want to see you. I am a hundred percent certain that if I let you back in my life again you will hurt me again, so I don't want to see you. This isn't a ploy. I'm not pouting. I don't want you in my life. Get your crap out of my apartment.
Things don't go the way you want them to. Ever.
I am a hormone casserole. My body is not my own, and something feels wrong.
(pointing to Arizona and Mark) Lesbian lover. Baby daddy.
So tell her. Do not wait until this kid comes out looking all Sloan-y.
I didn't plan this, OK? I didn't plan any of this, but there's a mighty oak or whatever showing up in our lives in about seven months, so now I have to plan, and I don't know how long I can wait for you to process, but I want you in my plan. I want you to be a part of my plan.
Words, make words.
If we're gonna do this whole everybody gets a vote thing, there's gonna be a new system. We'll still each get one vote, but also the baby gets a vote. As I house the baby, I'll be speaking for him slash her. And, since I'll be pushing this baby out of a very small hole in my body, I'll also get an extra-special vagina vote.
I don't drink chunks. I want my coffee.
I'm extending an olive branch here. Because I know how annoying I must be to you right now. But since I was four and I got that doll that crap its pants for Christmas, I wanted a kid because, other than cracking bones, this baby's my dream. And I get to be insanely out of my mind happy for my dream, but I'm not discounting your need to vomit over my insanity...
The brain is the human body's most mysterious organ. It learns. It changes. It adapts. It tells us what we see, what we hear. It lets us feel love. I think it holds our soul. And no matter how much research we do, no one can really say how all that delicate grey matter inside our skull works. And, when it's hurt, when the human brain is traumatized, well, that's when it gets even more mysterious.
Please take this baby away from me. I'm serious. Take her, Mark. Oh my God. Oh my God. The baby's crack, and she's crack baby.
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