Mark: Let's take a look at your handiwork. (pulls the bandage down off the patient's face) Oh, dear, God. My grandma could sew up a stuffed turkey better than this.
Jackson: Yeah, it was pretty jagged in there, so--
Mark: Did you ever hear of burying your stitches?
Jackson: Alright, so I will fix it.
April: Oh, Jackson. There's a new patient in bed three.
Jackson: Kinda busy, April.
Mark: Yeah, kinda busy turning this guy into Frankenstein. Go. Go. Make yourself useful.
Jackson: I will fix this. (walks off)
Derek: Don't you think you're being a little hard on the kid?
Mark: He's a lightweight. Be thankful that you have Meredith.
Derek: She was fired.
Mark: Is she okay?
Derek: I don't know.