Callie: Dr. George O'Malley. You're the heart in the elevator guy!
George: Yeah, that's me.
Callie (smiles): That was amazing.
George: Uh, thanks. I uh dislocated my shoulder.
Callie (looks at his shoulder): Yeah. I can see that.
George: It's not really so bad.
Callie: Yes, it is. Pick your poison.
George: Uh ... no pain killers, thanks.
Callie: Bold choice.
George: No I just, ah officially I'm on duty.
Callie (chuckles): And planning to stay?
George: Mmm.
Callie: Bolder choice.
George: All I need is help ah, popping it back in.
Callie: You got into a fight?
George: I fell, I fell down some stairs. (Callie moves to the side where his arm is dislocated)
Callie: Where? At your girlfriend's?
George: What? No, I'm single.
Callie: Single, huh. (Callie pops his shoulder back in, and he groans loudly) It hurts less if you don't see it coming.