Izzie: What? What is there to say George... I'm blondie. I'm the other woman. I'm a bad 50's cliche.
George: No, no, no. We're not in this together.
Izzie: Wow. Great. Wow. Thank you for letting me know. (goes to leave, he pushes her back)
George: No, no, no. You don't get to be mad here.
Izzie: Seriously? We said...
George: No, there is no 'we'. I'm the one who has to tell Callie. I'm the one who has to destroy her. This is not about you and me. This is about her and me. I'm ending a marriage to a wonderful woman. Me! I'm the one. It's not you. You ... It's not something that you just blurt out. It's not. I'll do it. I will do it but, you have to back off and let me do it.
Izzie: I'm sorry.