Grey's Anatomy

(after they had sex) George (smiling): That was amazing. Izzie (smiling): See? See, I knew we had it in us. George: That was as good as the first time. Izzie: No, it was better. Way better. George: No, you're right. Because we were drunk, and well, I'm not married, and that was just... Izzie: Incredible. (smile fades) You're lying. George: Well, so are you.

Meredith: What did you do tonight? Derek: Nothing. You? Meredith: Nothing. Derek: It's late. Shouldn't you be going soon? Meredith: I just wanna lay here for a few more minutes.

Lexie: Alex, I'm fine. Thank you. Really, you-- you can go. Thatcher (comes out of the house, drunk): What a pleasent suprise. It's Dr. Karev, isn't it? Alex: Yes, sir. Thatcher: Alright, then. I don't wanna interrupt you two. (tosses his keys) Lexie: Wait, Dad, you're going out? Thatcher: Just down to the store. Lexie: Dad. Thatcher: It's just down to the store, Lexie. Alex: Uh, why don't I go? You know, my car, it's right here. Thatcher: It's fine. Alex: What do you need? Scotch? Vodka? Gin? (Thatcher just stares at him) Lexie: Scotch. (Thatcher looks pissed, drops his keys on the ground and walks back into the house, Lexie picks them up) Just don't tell Meredith, okay?

Richard: I married Adele two years outta college. There's a lot that I need to learn how to do for myself. Derek: Just pick up your own shirts from now on. Richard: Taxi Driver? Derek: Meredith is comin' over. Richard: Ah, I better get back to my trailer.

Cristina: I finished painting. Callie: I got fired.

Lexie (to Joe): I told her that I could draw with an Etch-a-Sketch. Outta of all things I coulda choosen, an Etch-a-Sketch, no wonder she thinks that I'm pathetic. (exhales and puts her head on the bar. A little later, Alex and Meredith are sitting at a table looking at her hunched over on the bar) Alex: I told her that I couldn't see her anymore. Meredith: You did? Alex: Whatever. I don't need another chick with issues. Meredith: Thank you. Alex. (looks over at Lexie) Alex. Will you take my sister home? She plays the trombone, and whatever. Just take her home, please.

Mark: I saw your transplant today. Erica: I know. Mark: You have extrodinary technique. Erica: I know. Mark: Can I buy you a drink? I have rather extrodinary techniques myself. Erica: You're not attracted to me. You think you are. But you're not. You're attracted to my skill, and my confidence, and maybe how hot I look with my hands on a heart. But mostly you're attracted to me because I'm not attracted to you.

Lexie (to Meredith): I'm not stalking. I just-- I hate apples. (Meredith looks at her confused) I hate them. I think that they shouldn't be allowed to be a fruit. That's one. And two, I can draw really, really well on an Etch-a-Sketch. Like, really well, like I could be a professional, if you know, that profession existed. I play the trombone, badly. And I like math. And I noticed that you do this thing with your hands when you're trying to make a point. Like, like this... (gestures with her hand) And I know that that's about you. But-- I do it too. So, also about me. So, that's five. Five things that I'm hoping it'll make it a little harder for you to hate me.

Richard: Dr. Bailey. You've been covering for Dr. Torres. Bailey: Chief... I've just been shufflin' a little paperwork. Richard: You've been doing the lion's share of the Chief Resident's work. All the responsibility and none of the credit. You deserve the credit. You deserve the job. I shoulda given it to you in the first place. I hope you'll take it now, because what you do and how you do it, makes this hospital work. Bailey: Well, it's about time that you noticed. (starts to cry, and hugs Richard)

Lexie: Hey. Alex: Hey. Lexie: Cool lounge. Alex: Yeah. No interns allowed. Lexie: I know that. Um... I was looking for you because I was wondering if... If you would meet me later. ... In the on-call room. Alex: I can't. Lexie: Oh, okay, but I thought you said-- Alex: I know what I said-- But I can't. Lexie: Because of Meredith. Alex: Look, I'm not getting involved in whatever you two got goin' on. I'm not choosing sides. Lexie: Except, clearly, you are. So... (leaves)

Richard: Dr. Torres, you got a moment? Callie: Uh, I don't actually. I got two more surgeries. I know the schedule's been a little crazy. I'll get on it tonight. Richard: No, you're not actually. Callie: Okay, you're right, I may not have it until tomorrow but... Richard: You're not gonna get on it at all.

Richard: Miranda. Do you have any idea why the Brotherton's baby is still here? Bailey: I believe Dr. Torres decided to keep the baby here for another day. Richard: Well, why would she do that if Dr. Shepherd was ready to discharge her? Bailey: I don't know, you'd have to ask Dr. Torres. Richard: Mmhmm. Bailey: If it were me, and the mother kept coding, I would keep the baby around so they could get a little more time together. Richard: Mmhmm. And why did Torres have Stevens and Karev put their patients in the same room? That's a clear violation of protocol. Bailey: You'd have to ask her. But, both of those patients were impossible and neither was willing to follow post-op instructions. I mean, if it were me, I would put them in the same room so they could encourage each other to get out of here. Richard: And she told Dr. Yang to find a new specialty? That's a pretty odd thing for someone who has such an affiaty for cardio. Bailey: Again, you'll have to ask Torres. Richard: Mmmhmm. Bailey: But... It has to do with Erica Hahn putting her through her paces, so Yang has to see what else is out there, otherwise, she won't fight hard enough to stay with cardio. I'm just guessin'! You need to ask Torres! Richard: That's just what I'm gonna do. (Richard stares at Bailey contemplating)

Mark (about Erica): I've got a thing for her. Derek: You don't have a thing for her. Mark: I do. I do have a thing for her. Derek: It's gonna end badly. Mark: You don't know that. Derek: Yes, I do. Mark: What do you know, you're dating the Chief. Derek: You know what, that jokes not funny any more. It's over used. (Richard walks in, right by Derek and sits down, everyone is silent) Mark: Lover's quarrel? Richard: We're not quarreling. It's not a quarrel. Derek: More importantly, we're not-- Richard: If I got throught the trouble to choose a movie, he should have enough common courtsey to mention it if he makes other plans. A phone call, a note, something. And if he's not gonna pick up my shirt, just tell me. I'll pick them up. I'm perfectally capable of picking up my own shirts. Derek: No. No, you're not. You're not capable of picking up your own shirts. You're not capable of doing anything on your own. If I wasn't around, you'd starve in a dirty shirt and die a lonely death. Richard: Oh, for God sake's. Derek: You know, I offered you a place to put your trailer, and you've been taking advantage ever since. You can't handle doing the dry cleaning and cooking, so I have to pick all the slack. Richard (realizes something): Hold that thought. (walks out) Derek: You see, he can't handle the truth. Mark: I definatly have a thing for her.

Alex: Well, where is she? Izzie: Oh, well, it looks like she finally got out of bed. (they hear giggling behind the curtain, Alex pulls it back to see Harriet and Jerry having sex) Oh my god! Jerry: Oh, don't look so shocked. We're adults. Harriet: She always looks like that. (Alex shuts the curtain) Alex: Well, it looks like he finally crapped. (Izzie sighs) What? Izzie: Even they have chemistry.

Richard: All I'm sayin' is, the next time you're gonna have company over. Lock the door. Derek: All I'm sayin' is, the next time you come over you should knock.

Alex (standing on the porch of the house): You definatly don't wanna go in there. Meredith (jumps a little): Alex. ... George and Izzie? Alex: Yeah. Meredith (walks over to him): The Chief just saw me naked. Alex: Mmm. Nice. (cracks a beer open for her, you can see Lexie approaching) Meredith: I thought I said no having sex with her at this house. Alex: I didn't invite her over. Lexie (walks up): Hi. Alex: Hey. Lexie: Alex, you wanna get a drink at Joe's? Alex: Yeah, sure. Meredith: Alex. Lexie: There's no rule that says he can't have a drink with me. Meredith: Actually, there is. I'm making one. No drinking with Alex. No sleeping with Alex. Lexie: What exactly did I ever do to you? Meredith: Get your own friends. Get your own life. Stop living in mine! Lexie: Screw you. I'll wait in the car. (walks away) Meredith: I know that was mean but she's every where. Alex: You say that she's not your sister, you say that you don't wanna know her, so then why the hell do you care so much? (walks away, to Lexie) Meredith (to herself): I don't. I don't. I don't care.

Izzie (running her hand over a box): It's a box fun. You know, it's just been too much pressure, too much trying, we just gotta get back to having fun. George: Yeah. So it's a box of props? Izzie: It's a box of fun. George: Okay. ... Can I --? Izzie: Yeah. (he does and takes out a bottle of liquor) It's a box of fun and booze because I figure it can't hurt. George: Yeah. Yeah. (goes to get something else) Oooh, that's-- that's... (Izzie shuts the box) Izzie: Oh, you know what, don't say it. This will work. We will work. We just need to take the pressure off. George: Yeah. Izzie: We have the house to ourselves tonight. We're gonna have a drink (George takes a huge gulp of liquor) ... and we're gonna play. George: We'll play. Izzie: We'll play, with our box of fun. (she starts chugging a lot of liquor down from the bottle)

Derek (they are laying in bed naked): What did you do tonight? Meredith: I stayed late at work because my house is a mess. What did you do? Derek (pauses, then realizes): Oh, no! Oh, dinner and a movie! (they sit up) Meredith: Dinner and a movie? (Richard walks in, with DVD's and take out) Richard: Oh! Oh. Ah, dear. (looks away, while Meredith and Derek groan, and cover up) I'll just um... (looks to the side, uses the DVD's to block is vision) I'm-- I'm sorry. 'Kay? I'll-- I'll just um... (walks out)