Grey's Anatomy

Meredith: Is there a drawer of unopened cards somewhere? Thatcher: I'm sorry. What? Meredith: I just wanted to know.. I've only ever heard my mother's version of the story of why you left and I. I was wondering if maybe you had the side I hadn't heard. Thatcher: Your mother moved to Boston. And uh, I wanted to... but she told me not to call or come around and... uh. She was.. eventually I got re-married and I.. I'm sorry. Meredith: Do you snore? Thatcher: What? Meredith: It appears that I snore. My mother never did, so I was just.. Forget it. Thatcher: I snore. I snore like a trucker. You get that from me. The wax earplugs work pretty good. Meredith: Thanks.

Nurse: Is that his lunch? I've been lookin' every where for that. Cristina: Oh, no. You can't have that. Nurse: What? Cristina: He's, uh, restricted from food. Nurse: No, he's not. Cristina: Uh, I'm his doctor. Nurse: No, you're not. Cristina: I just want to know how he is. Burke: And withholding food gets her that, how? Cristina: Fine. Feed him. Whatever. (leaves) Nurse (to Burke): You want me to call security?

Addison: Oh my, god. Look at you. Mark: I'm miserable. Addison: It's the rain, constant dampness in the air. It takes the body a while to adjust. Mark: I don't want to adjust. Addison: Then go home. Mark: If you'd had the baby, we'd be together in New York right now; it wouldn't be raining and even if it was, we wouldn't care because we'd be together. We'd be together. And I'd have a family instead of walking pneumonia and an ex-best friend who hates me. Addison: You didn't want to raise a child, Mark. You just wanted to trump Derek, you wanted to to win. Mark: Don't make this my fault. You didn't want a baby. Addison: No, I did want a baby, Mark. That last woman you slept with before I left New York--Charlene, the PEDS nurse -- Did you think that she was the only one that I knew about? You're rewritting history, Mark. We wouldn't still be together. We weren't a great couple, and you would've made a terrible father, Mark, I did -- I did want a baby, I just didn't want one with you.

George: Why did you do the surgery once you saw that the cancer had spread? Bailey: George. George: He asked you. He asked you to do it no matter what? Richard: We have to honor our patients' wishes. George (to Bailey): You said you would be straight with me. (turns to Richard) He could have lived for weeks. Or months. We could have had months with him. My mom, she could have had months with him! Richard: He wanted to fight the cancer, George. George (starts crying): He didn't know any better! You knew better! You shouldn't have done it! You shouldn't have done it!

(After Burke reviewed Mr. O'Malley's chart) George: I was just wondering, in your experience, can people come back from this? Burke: I don't have any statistics. I don't have any more medicine for you. Now it's about faith. George: We're men of science. Burke: In my experience, science is not enough, O'Malley. But if you want me to hope with you, if you'd like me to send up a prayer, that is a thing that I'd be happy to do.

Richard: Dr. Bailey are you okay? Bailey: My son is named after his son, I just need a minute.

Cristina: Are you sleeping? Meredith: I should be, but I'm not. I haven't slept in days. Cristina: Me neither. (sighs) I can't sleep alone anymore. I used to sleep just fine. And then he (sighs) God he gets me all strung out on him and then he disappears. Meredith: He didn't disappear, he's in the hospital. Cristina: I just want to know how he's doing. Meredith: You could just ask him. Cristina: Uh, and he could just tell me. (Meredith laughs)

Mark: Have you been working with Addison this week? Alex: Yes, sir. Working, working a lot. Working hard... just working. Mark: Is she miserable? Alex: I'm sorry? Mark: It's just... I need to know that she's at least miserable this week. Does she seem... is she miserable? Alex: Oh, dude. She's awful. She's torturing me. I seriously have to get away from that woman. She is completely and utterly 100% miserable. Mark (takes the cappuccino from Alex): Good. (starts walking away) Alex: So can I scrub in? Mark: No.

Derek (about her snoring): There's a surgery, you know, a minor laser thing that could be really helpful. Maybe you should look into it. Meredith: Sure and while we're at it let's look at hallatose cures for you. Not to mention stubble cures. Because it has now become physically impossible for me to kiss your face. (gets out of bed) Derek: I am too tired to shave!

Meredith: Hey, how's it going with Addison? Alex: W-what? Why would you- Wh-what d-do you mean by that? Meredith: Laura Grey. Tiny baby? Alex: Laura. The baby. Right. She's er- doing fine, she's doing well. I gotta get out of gynie though, I gotta get back to Sloan. Cristina: What are you plotting and can I get in on it? Alex: Shut up.

Bailey: You spent 300 grand so that you can scrub in on this surgery? Izzie: No. Bailey: No? Izzie: I spent the 300 grand --have you seen that girl? Her life is miserable, she's desperate. She'll never have a date, she'll never wear high heels, she'll never feel normal. I spent the 300 grand because it--it's a good thing. Bailey: I was hopin' that you would tell me you spent the 300 grand so you could scrub in. Izzie: But I-- Bailey: You need to decide whether or not you're a surgeon. Because this thing you did -- this is lovely and generous and I'm not trying to take away from any of that but...you are once again overly involved. Once again personally involved so... no, I'm sorry. You cannot scrub in.

Mark: She told you. Callie: Uh... Yeah. Mark: Would I be a terrible father? Callie: Oh, I don't, I don't... Are you? Okay, do you like kids? Mark: I don't know.. Depends on how loud they are. Callie: Okay, do you like your family? I mean, are you a family kind of guy? Mark: I don't really have a family, Derek... was my family. Callie: Okay, well, what about birthdays and anniversaries? Do you remember those sorts of things? Mark: No, I don't know. Sometimes... Isn't it the same with all men? Callie: No, some men just like kids... To some men family is everything. Mark: Right. And you know these men? Callie: I do... (smiles) I know one. Mark: I would have made a terrible father.

Cristina: There's a club, a Dead Dads club and you can't be in it until you're in it. Well, you can try and understand. You can sympathize but until you feel that loss... My dad died when I was nine. George, I'm really sorry you had to join the club. George: I... I don't know how to... exist in a world where my dad doesn't. Cristina: Yeah... that never really changes.

Izzie: I'm both. Bailey: What? Izzie: I'm both. I'm a surgeon and I'm a person who becomes emotionally involved. And I will never again cross that line like I did with Denny. I have learned my lesson. But I'm still both. And I'm not gonna give up either part of me, and I'm not gonna apologize for it.

Izzie: Where's Derek? Meredith: He slept at his place. Do I really snore? Izzie: Well I grew up next to a freeway so it doesn't really bother me, but yeah, you do. Meredith: Did you get any sleep last night? Izzie: No. No, I stayed up baking and cleaning the bathroom floor in case George wants to lay down on it. It's weird, I have all this money, I, I have all this money and I would spend every penny of it to save George from what he's about to go through but I can't. It's useless. So I made cobbler. Meredith: Well cobbler's good. Izzie: Yeah.

George: That neighbor kid, Mike Wildon, I did hit in the face with a stick. Um.. when his dad came over and was yelling and you asked me if it was true... I lied. And you thought I never lied. So you took my side, and you and his dad got in that big fight.. and then his kids egged our house. Then Ronny and Jerry went over and blew up his lawnmower. Anyway. I did it. He was teasing me, and he was bigger than me. So I hit him with a stick to reach his face. And I lied to you dad. So, I'm saying I'm sorry. (pause) Dad? (another pause) If you have any more fight in you, if you could fight this thing just.. just a little harder that would be good. Then you could come home. (kisses his dad's forehead)

Alex: So, you're together but you don't talk to each other? Cristina: Uh-huh. Alex: I wish I could find that in a woman.

Callie: George kissed me. Yesterday. One minute he's holding a urine bag, the next minute he's kissing me. (Addison seems not to hear and continues working on her laptop) You think he's just freaking out about his dad? Oh, you're right, you're right. He's probably just freaking out. I shouldn't hold him to it. Oh, man. Addison: What? Callie: Did you not just hear a word I said? I'm pouring my heart out here. Jeez, it's all about you. Isn't it? It's all about -- everything's about Addison. Addison: I aborted Mark's baby. Callie: It is all about you. Floor is all yours. Addison: About eight months ago, I peed on a stick, and I wasn't even gonna tell him but then I did... tell him. And he went out and bought this insane Yankee's onesie and a calendar and marked the due date, which I should mention is today. Callie: You didn't want a baby? Addison: I wanted Derek. I wanted to have a baby with Derek. I never thought I'd end up alone. Callie You have not ended up anywhere. Addison (with tears in her eyes): Yeah, I know, it's just that, uh, sometimes it feels that way, ya know? This is one of those weeks it feels that way.

(While watching Thatcher on the phone) Meredith: How am I related to that man? Cristina: What do you mean? Meredith: Look at him. He's a mess. (Thatcher spills some of his coffee on the floor) Izzie (apprehensively): Yeah. Meredith: I mean he's a disaster. He's a stammering, mumbling, clumsy disaster with whom I have absolutely nothing in common. (Izzie and Cristina smile and look at each other) Not one thing. Izzie (laughing): I hate to break this to you... Meredith: What? Cristina: Well, you know, you do your own share of stammering yourself. Izzie: Yeah, that nervous talking thing you do? It's actually a lot like him. Cristina: Mmhmm. Mmhmm. Meredith: No, it's not. Cristina: Plus, that messy thing. Izzie: Oh, totally. Meredith (to Cristina): You're the messy one. Cristina: No, my apartment's messy, my locker's messy, but I am not messy. Sometimes, you know, you have like food and stuff in your hair. Izzie: Yeah, food. Band-aids on your face. I can kinda see the indentation from the nose strip you were wearing last night. Meredith (to Cristina): You are in a relationship with no words. (to Izzie) And you are a millionaire in twenty dollar shoes. Whatever.

George (notices the check isn't on the fridge anymore): Er, Izzie, t-the t-the check! (gets on the floor and looks for it) It's not er-, it's not- D-did you drop it? It's not here! Izzie, it's not here. Izzie: I deposited it. Okay? George: You didn't deposit it in the garbage disposal or something like that, did you? Izzie: It's at the bank, okay George? So just shut up about it already. George: I-it's at the bank? It's earning interest? Izzie: Did I just not say shut up about it already? George: Izzie. It's real now. Money could travel. It could buy things. It could buy many, many things. That's a- It's a lot of money, Izzie! Izzie: Shut up about it, George! George: I'm just saying. I'm just saying life is short. You know it's like cancer happens and surgery happens and you know, you got (pause) rosebuds! (hits her with a dish towel) You got 8.7 million rosebuds, Izzie! (hits her again) Now go spend some rosebuds, that's what I'm saying. (loud sizzling noise) Izzie (angry): You made me burn my french toast. George (hits her yet again): You can buy new french toast! (Izzie slams scpaula on the counter and rolls her eys and walks away)

(Alarm is going off, Meredith is snoring) Derek (muffled because his head is under a pillow): Just shut it off, please! Meredith: Could you not snap at me? Derek: I didn't sleep much. Meredith: Maybe it's because you were too busy shoving me every five minutes. Derek: I wasn't shoving you. I was nudging you to stop the very loud sawing of wood. Meredith: I wore the nose strip. Derek: Oh, it's cute but it doesn't work.