<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372</id><updated>2011-06-08T03:09:18.302-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SGH Board Quotes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-4563233437529995179</id><published>2008-12-06T21:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:02:32.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"All By Myself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cristina: This is torture for me.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: I'm not even done.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Sir?&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Dr. Dixon's back. You'll be spending the day with her. You will impress her. And you will make sure this hospital impresses her. By the end of the day, I want that woman to be my next head of cardio. If she's not, I will know who to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Choosing the first solo surgery isn't just about who has the best surgical skills. Or who's logged the most hours in the OR. It's about the highest form of trust. The trust to put a patient's life into one of our residents' hands. And for the first time I can recall, every single attending picked the same person. Dr. Yang. However, Dr. Yang is out of the running. She is going to pick the winner instead. Dr. Yang will post her decision on the O.R. board at 4 p.m. Also, since your interns are still banned from the O.R., the winner will be allowed to pick a fellow resident to scrub in with them. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Saw action. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: The first solo surgery will take place tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lexie: [to Mark] I get it. I'm the one who organized a crazy club of secret, cutter interns. The thing is, I've been advised to seek out sex as a way of my sad predicament, but I think I would rather just learn today, so... what do you say? You, me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: It's done!&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Whatever, Helen Keller.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: No really. The Chief sent me. They made their choice.&lt;br /&gt;George: Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: [points] It's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Steve is not a lip reader. None of the interns are lip readers. You'll just have to wait for the attendings to vote. Just like I did when I won.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: You won your solo surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: I'm gonna pretend you didn't feel the need to ask me that question Yang, of course I won. I was good. Didn't cut LVAD wires, put my hands on bombs in body cavities, or have my interns operating on themselves. I was special! I was young, gifted and black, and everybody knew it. Attendings knew it, Chief knew it. I didn't have to act like I could read lips. I'd just go about my work, calmly, waiting for my name to get called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve: Grey! The Chief said Grey!&lt;br /&gt;Alex: What? Come on, this is bogus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: When I win, you can scrub in for me.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Alex, she's... she's not gonna pick you.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: I'll scrub in for you too if you win, which you won't, 'cause I will. [kisses her]&lt;br /&gt;Denny: Enough!&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: I... I gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: Are you coming? We gotta do clinic. Flu season fun!&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Um, yeah ... I ... will catch up with you.&lt;br /&gt;Denny: Me too.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;George: [stares, confused]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Not you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dr. Dixon: I had persistent pathological stuttering as a child, but it can be treated with rigorous speech therapy. Why is this spot on the board blank?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I need to select one of my fellow residents for that slot, it's the first solo surgery of my class.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dixon: The Chief asked you to choose from your peers.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Yes, ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dixon: Mmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dixon: There's a blank spot on this board, there's a surgery but no surgeon&lt;br /&gt;, I would like to do surgery, but it's an amputation, I haven't done an amputation since my residency.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Well, um, that's, that's, really hard to, um ...&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dixon: Is your stuttering pathological and persistent or is it occasional and stress related?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I don't ... stutter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: You read up on my surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Since it's your first time performing what I understand to be a very cutting-edge surgery, I was hoping you could use another set of hands.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Fine. You can join Dr. Grey and me.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Dr. Grey, who's been banned from the O.R.?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: She's on cappuccino duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Why are you talking about sex with me? It's inappropriate. I'm your teacher. I have things to teach. Double board-certified things.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: That's what I was talking about. For you to teach me ... medicine. The sex, that was... a joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alex: I love you! I frickin' love you. I just got the solo surgery and the first thing I did was look for you. And you weren't there. You're never there anymore. And I was thinking about it and I think it might be because you love me too. And because you're scared of that. And because I... I screwed it up last time, and because... Denny died, and-&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Alex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Izz... I won!&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Hey. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Yang. She picked me for the solo surgery.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: She did? That's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: My gut? I'm not putting a patient's life in the hands of a novice surgeon based on my hut.&lt;br /&gt;Owen: Worked for me.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I bet.&lt;br /&gt;Owen: It's what told me to choose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen: Know who you're gonna pick?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Well, I'm ranking them, according to a system. You know, surgical skills, hours in the O.R., published papers, academic accomplishments ...&lt;br /&gt;Owen: You know them, you know their capabilities. Go with your gut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meredith: So you were right, Cristina and I are fighting.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You should go, talk to her. She's your best friend. It's important.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Derek...&lt;br /&gt;Derek: They don't tell you when you become a doctor it's gonna be like this. They don't tell you that you lose more patients than you save. 16... I'm sick of the death.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I'll see you.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: I never should have said it, I didn't mean it, I never should have said it.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Tell her that. Tell her the last thing you'd want her to hear. Because you have to believe that if it were you in this bed and Holly was sitting with you feeling this bad, you would forgive her. Tell her.&lt;br /&gt;Emma: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: She loved you too. No matter what you said, no matter what happened between the two of you. She loved you. She loves you. She loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Stop!&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Teach me.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: We can't do this, you're Little Grey, and I promised, and... I'm your teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: So... teach me!&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Lexie...&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Teach me. Teach me. Come on, am I really so bad?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: No. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: I respect you. As a man. As a surgeon, as a teacher. I respect you. So... teach me.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: What are you doing? Don't do that. Stop.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Teach me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: [to Mark] You made her speak. Mrs. Patterson, she said hi. She spoke. You made her speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Listen. You had that heart patient and it reminded you of Denny and how bad you felt when you were lying on that bathroom floor. I get that! I get that you're scared. But you're not going to have to feel like that again. Because I'm not going to die, Izz. And I'm not gonna cheat on you, and I'm not gonna go anywhere! 'Cause, I think you're my best shot at... I think with you... you make me better. You make me wanna BE better. You make me want to be good. And I think I can. With you. I think I can. So I'm not going anywhere, and you can stop hiding. And if you wanna be scared that's okay just be scared with me. Be scared while you scrub in with me on my first solo surgery. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: You love me.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Shut up. [kisses her, leaves] Solo surgery!&lt;br /&gt;Denny: I'm really starting to not like that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4563233437529995179?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4563233437529995179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4563233437529995179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/quotes-5-temporada-510.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.10'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5271784927440808230</id><published>2008-11-22T21:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:03:20.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"In the Midnight Hour"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Shall we call a code?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: There is no code on an outpatient surgery&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night because normally, this would be done by a surgeon in a regular OR.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meredith: Page the Chief, and go get Bailey. Tell him there's been an emergency. You're not to say anything else. And take that crazy look off your face!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bailey: You never know Karev, severe abdominal pain could become an appendectomy ...&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Dr. Bailey I am here to help in any way that I can. If there's someone in pain, then I'm there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadie: Death is so wrong about you.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: What did she say?&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: That you're a priss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meredith: What do you think about Lexie, your sister?&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: What do I think about her?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Yeah, what do you think about her as an ally for me. My new intern BFF!&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: I, um, I don't, no, I don't ... see that. She was raised by parents and rules and smiley faces on the wall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[walking by Izzie's room]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Hot.&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: Horny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meredith: What... what are you doin' out here?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: What, you think you're the only one who paid a nurse to have her page you with an appy?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: That's not what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;[hears Izzie moaning]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: THAT'S what I meant.&lt;/p&gt;Meredith: If you're out here, then who's in there with Izzie ... Derek?!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: [runs out of his room] What?!&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Nothing. Nothing. I just-&lt;br /&gt;Derek: What are you doing dressed at 3 in the morning? [hears Izzie moaning] Who's making a porno movie in Izzie's room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Is that what this is about? Derek? It's always going to be about Derek?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Okay, fine, it's not about Derek, it's about you and me, and the fact that you didn't have my back in that room!&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: What would you have wanted me to say...&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I don't know, anything! You should have said anything! You have a relationship with the Chief. You have his ear. But you didn't say anything to defend me! Because this isn't just on me. You just stood there and you watched him take me out of the running for solo surgery. You let me take all the blame. But the fact is that we all had interns in that room. We all failed to supervise them. And if your friend had died in there, that would have been on all of us too. You should have said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Okay, Sadie did that to herself. And let's not pretend that you have some sort of relationship&lt;br /&gt;with Lexie? Let's not pretend that you care about her.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I care about my job! And I care about doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Who are you to lecture me about doing the right thing!? Are you kidding me? You're not an attending, Meredith. You may be sleeping with one, but you aren't one yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: You knew? You knew they were going to cut her open?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: No.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: They just said you knew!&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Sutures! I knew they were doing sutures on themselves. And I didn't think I needed to say anything because I shut it down. I handled it!&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Well apparently you didn't, because it almost cost Lexie her job, not to mention that Sadie almost died in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Chief... I can't let the two of you get in trouble for this.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Lexie-&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: No, it's not right. People tried to stop me. Dr. Yang told me yesterday to shut it down?&lt;br /&gt;Richard: You knew about this YESTERDAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: I've seen a lot of maturity from you throughout this whole mess. You handled the crisis. And you call for help right away. There was a time not so long ago when you would have come to a different conclusion. You could have stuck to the code and saved your own. Tried to hide the whole mess. You know sometimes, protecting your colleagues is solidarity. And sometimes it's just hubris. I'm glad to see you know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Gonna try to get some sleep. I gotta be back to the hospital in six hours.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Alex wait. I'm a mess. I'm a frickin' mess and I know that and, I ... you deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Stop it. If you don't want to be with me, if this is too much for you right now, it's okay. But you're gonna have to break up with me, because I'm not going anywhere. I can handle the mess. It's up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: I'm sorry ... I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Denny: It's okay. I'll be right here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5271784927440808230?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5271784927440808230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5271784927440808230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-509.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.09'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8414693859307507285</id><published>2008-11-17T09:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:17:45.809-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"These Ties that Bind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denny: See? Told you I was real. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Denny: Izzie... stop freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: You're not real. You're not real.&lt;br /&gt;Denny: Hey, I told you.Izzie: You're not real! You're not real! You're not real!&lt;br /&gt;Denny: Look at me. Touch me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Izzie: I said goodbye. I burned the sweater!&lt;br /&gt;Denny: Yeah, thanks for that, by the way. I loved that sweater. You made me that sweater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Did she, uh, she say goodbye to you?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: No.Mark: You okay?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Do I look okay?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: You look great.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Then I'm okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cristina: Wait, so are you a lesbian now?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I dunno... maybe you were a "once-bian."&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Or a twice-bian. Whatever. It's over.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: She's fine. Leave her alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Callie: We had a fight.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Please. Meredith and I fight all the time. We still work together. It's not like Hahn was your girlfriend or something.&lt;br /&gt;[long pause] Oh my God. She was your girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: We hadn't figured it all out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cristina: What happened to Hahn? Whatever made Hahn leave, it can be fixed! ... Unless she was f... she wasn't fired was she?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: She's not coming back.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: You don't know that.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: She kinda does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cristina: I'm sorry. We lost him. The patient. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Owen: I don't need you to be sorry. I don't need you to be sorry. I don't NEED you ...&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Alright, alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: Hi... is Grey home?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: ... Yes.Sadie: [runs inside] 'Deth! Where are you, Deth!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadie: Is the guy in your pajamas your boyfriend? Because if so, then HOT.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Right?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Hey! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: I'm Sadie, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I'm... I'm Cristina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Apparently they went backpacking around Europe together or something. Before med school. You know that woman all but kicked me out of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: And "deth" ... Meredith's name's not "deth." It's Mer!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I really feel for you.Cristina: I mean she's never even mentioned this woman. How good a friend could she be?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Good enough to kick us both out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: So that's it. No surgery. You're just gonna walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Owen: I'm respecting the patient's wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: The patient's unstable with an open would.&lt;br /&gt;Owen: Which we are packing.Mark: This guy's circling the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You cannot just walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Owen: Don't tell me how to run things in my ER.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Your ER?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Derek: [to Owen] We save lives here. We don't just patch up patients and leave them to die. If you can't handle that, go back to the desert, and leave us here. To do our jobs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Derek: [to Callie] Dr. Torres, please tell me you can figure out a way to build this man some legs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miranda: Okay then... she's a little off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miranda: Our cardiac wing is extensive, and well equipped with all-Dr. Dixon: The first successful heart transplant was performed on September 7, 1896, by Dr. Ludwig Wren, in Frankfurt, Germany.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: ... okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alex: I'm sorry, I don't mean to interrupt...&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: No, please, inter ... Please, update Dr. Dixon on the patient.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: [to Dr. Dixon] Dr. Stevens is prepping your patient for surgery. They scheduled a transplant six years ago, but the heart was too small. So they doubled up and added a donor heart to help his own heart function. They did a piggyback ...&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dixon: Heterotopic ... transplant. Piggyback is the colloquial name for the procedure. Don't do that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadie: This woman is the reason I went to medical school in the first place. I figured if a slacker like 'Deth could be-&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: MER.&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: ... slicing people open then I could too!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Meredith's not a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: Oh, I could tell you some stories...&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: But you won't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cristina: So Sadie, you postponed your residency to work in a ... morgue.&lt;br /&gt;Sadie: Yeah, you know, none of the cutting, none of the rules. But I got bored. Got a craving for blood that was flowing.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: And now you're here. I can't believe you're here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Owen: I've seen a lot of trauma, but never anything like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8414693859307507285?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8414693859307507285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8414693859307507285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-508.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.08'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6742078258769689899</id><published>2008-11-11T10:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:31:48.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Rise Up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: Was there this much blood in his urine before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lexie: No ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: He's going to need a bedside-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: Dibs on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: No no no. That's mine. And his bladder repair is mine too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: Get away from that man right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: Are you deaf, Karev? I said step away from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: I'm just saying that we're saving his li-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: No what you did was pick over him like vultures. What you did was treat a man who's fighting to live like he's already dead. You have no sense, no decency and no respect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: The wife's here, of the beating victim. She ID'd her husband, so I-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: What's his name? I was wondering if you found out his name so that he would become a person to you. They're all people, you know. This is not a game or a competition, who gets surgeries and who doesn't. They're people and we get to save them. Now you're good. You're excellent and you can win all the contests. But if that's why you're doing this then you shouldn't be. Did you find out his name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: My dad died when I was nine. In a car accident, I was with him in the car. While we waited for the ambulance, I tried to keep his chest closed, so he wouldn't bleed so much. When he died, my hands felt his heart stop beating. That's why I do this. It's also why I win all the contests. The patient's name is Tom. [leaves]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: Single malt scotch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: I can't believe I didn't know this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: Erica, the Chief is right-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: No. You. I don't know you. At all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: I went to the Chief about Izzie Stevens and he completely shut me down. Well, we'll see what he says when I report this to UNOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: Wait, what? Why? What good would come of that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: What do you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: What possible good would that do? Would it affect your patient's outcome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: My patient wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: So you're going to report this to UNOS and cost this hospital its transplant certification? Cost its patients organs? Cost people their jobs? Cost Izzie Stevens her career ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: Wait, so you're taking Izzie Stevens' side in this? Over mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: She's a doctor. She's one of our doctors. There's a reason we have each other's backs, Erica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: Please, don't talk to me about a code. Because this is not that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: No, this is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: Look, I don't know what happened between Denny Duquette and Izzie Stevens that night, but unless you were in the middle of that situation, I don't see how you can make a judgment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: Easy. There's right, and there's wrong. And this, was wrong. And illegal. There is no gray area here. You can't kind of think this is OK. You can't kind of side with Izzie Stevens. And you can't be kind of a lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Callie: Yes, I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: I'm gonna stop you right there. Look. I don't get attached to patients. But I like this guy, and I've spent almost two years giving him hope, and then taking it away. This procedure will buy him time until he can get another shot at a transplant. We need to make sure it works, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: Absolutely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: Have you familiarized yourself with the case?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: Michael Morris, 44-year-old male with congenital hypertrophic cardio myopathy. Failed medical treatment at Seattle West. Been waiting on a heart transplant since narrowly missing out on one on May 14 of Two Thousand and ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: Wait... May 14 what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: That's Denny's heart. That's the heart I stole for Denny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: 3, run these by the lab, and then go down to the morgue and get the forms for an unclaimed body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lexie: He needs a chest tube, right? I was just thinking, with the solo surgery coming up, that-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: With the solo surgery coming up your job is to impress me. Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: Dr. Yang with the solo surgery coming up your job is to impress me. You're planning for his death while I'm fighting for his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: I was trying to be prepared, I'm sorry ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: I can't use sorry. I can use a doctor. Be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: Ladies and gentlemen. Allow me to introduce Stan. State of the art computerized patient simulator. Stan can educate you in patient management, trauma assessment and care. He breathes, he pulsates, he hemorrhages, he seizes, he secretes. And he speaks. Hello Stan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Stan: Hello, doctor. I am not feeling well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: Stan will tell you what he needs. And he's more forgiving than most patients. You kill him, he'll keep coming back for more. So make good use of him, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;George: We're operating on robots now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: Can we please go back to pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: Yeah, what about people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Well when the Chief decides which one of you gets to do the first solo surgery, you'll wanna be ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: I do not know what it will be, I do not know when it will be. I do know that the winner should be prepared to do any surgical procedure and will choose one intern to scrub in. So practice your skills, impress your attendings, and do not make me look stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6742078258769689899?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6742078258769689899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6742078258769689899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-507.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.07'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7486112853227584099</id><published>2008-11-11T10:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:21:37.025-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª temporada &gt; 5.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Life During Wartime"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: [narrating] For a surgeon, every patient is a battlefield. They're our terrain. Where we advance, retreat, try to remove all the land mines... and just when you think you've won the battle, made the world safe again. Along comes another land mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: [narrating] Some wars result in complete and total victory. Some wars end with a peace offering. And some wars end in hope... But all these wars are nothing compared to the most frightening war of all. The one you have yet to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: You want lessons, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: I want lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: Okay. You start with 'Isobel Stevens, you are staggeringly good in bed. You are amazingly smart, wonderfully funny, and you care about animals.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: That's where I start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: Mmm. And then you say 'Do you wanna go steady with me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: That's what I would say if it was 1952.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: Alex? Do you wanna go steady with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: If that's what you want, I mean yeah, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: Thought you were sleeping with Michelle tonight. Or was it Jackie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: Izz ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: I've had a hard day Alex. Would you please just leave me alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: Izzie ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: What!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: I'm not good at this. I'm not good at ... relationships or talking about stupid feelings. And you are, so maybe you could teach me or something. Tell me where I go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: [pauses] You don't want us to see other people. You don't want us to see other people and that's how you tried to tell me! [laughs] By asking if it was cool if you screw Michelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: [to Mer] You weren't imagining things. You used to run around here with that doll on the time. Took her everywhere. Cafeteria, OR gallery. Tori's got a whole army. You didn't have anyone. Seeing Anatomy Jane ... reminded me of how much I'm to blame for that. You're a living reminder of every failure in my life. And that's not your fault. And if I thought 'I'm sorry' would hold any meaning for you at all, I'd say it. I'd say it a thousand times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: Why can't you look at me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: You can't look at me. You haven't been able to look at me. All. Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: I think you're imagining things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: Oh. I don't think I am. But, hey, if you say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: I do. I say so. So instead of worrying about whether or not I'm looking at you, maybe you should concentrate about saving a 10-year-old girl we're about to eviscerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Grey, is that Anatomy Jane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: With the 24 removable organs and the optional parts to simulate pregnancy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: Yes. Does that mean I'm out too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: No, that means you're in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: Gentlemen! I'd like you to meet the new head of trauma at Seattle Grace, Major Owen Hunt. You remember Mark Sloan, Derek Shepherd ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Derek: Stole my patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mark: Mine too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owen: Now you'll get a chance to steal mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: I just spoke with a friend of mine at the DOH. Now that we have Owen, we are being reclassified as a LEVEL 1 trauma unit by the end of the month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: ... it was a super creepy gift for a five-year-old, but I kinda liked it-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: RUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: What was that all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: I just saw Owen. Major Owen Hunt! You know, the guy who pulled the icicle from my chest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: I thought he was in Iraq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: He was, but now he's here! In the hospital!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: Okay! So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: So... we kissed. He kissed me. It was stupid. It was nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith: But you don't think he thought it was nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: Well he obviously likes me. And now he's back! What's he doing back?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: You pulled off a 12-eprson domino surgery last week. That's the kind of thing we need every week. It's the kind of thing that shows me you're gonna be a great surgeon one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Well thank you sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: It's not enough. I don't want you to just be great Miranda. I want you to be the best. And if you're going to succeed me as the best general surgeon in this hospital than you need to start now. Today. Which means you need to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: You wanna take point on a surgery, take point. Problem comes up, solve it. Don't ask me, just do it. Be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Be you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: Be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: You're gonna have to put together a team, and come up with a plan to save her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Save a girl with an inoperable tumor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard: It's not easy being me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: What's wrong with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: What's wrong with me? We've been sleeping together for a week and already you're bored. I am hot! And great in bed. So what is wrong with YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: I didn't say I was bored. I just asked whether I should keep sleeping with Michelle. I'm asking if you're all in! What's so wrong with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie: You're a barbarian. How can I be all-in with an actual barbarian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: Fine. Holly in radiology thinks I have a hot ass. I'll tap that next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Izzie. You do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Okay, two things. You all have a skills lab this morning, it is mandatory, don't even think about trying to get out. Second, one of you will be assisting me in my efforts to remove an inoperable tumor from a 10-year-old girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;George: I'll do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: No you won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: How can you operate on an inoperable tumor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Karev is also out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: What did I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: You doubted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: I don't doubt you Dr. Bailey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Yang is also out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cristina: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: You weren't supportive of a fellow resident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Next time, you'll know to bring in an ugly doll, won't you Stevens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: This is her angio? That thing is wrapped around five major arteries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: It's bad, but I've got some ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: Good for you! Try them on someone who might actually live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Erica: Don't get emotional Bailey. No one likes a girl who gets emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Miranda: Still. I would like you on my team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7486112853227584099?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7486112853227584099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7486112853227584099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-506.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª temporada &gt; 5.06'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-85959256888716496</id><published>2008-11-11T09:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:15:17.785-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"There's no 'I' in team"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Izzie: You can't blame yourself. Some people are just broken. I guess you just try not to care too much and you can't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: [after Mer drops kidney] Five-second rule! Five-second rule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: What are you people doing?&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: We were just, uh, just deciding which of our interns to give to George.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Oh, you think I got to choose my interns? And I picked you people... 'cause you're all such a surgical dream team? [to Alex] You, you're lazy. [to Izzie] You're whiney. [to Meredith] Butter fingers over there... downright depressing. [to Cristina] You, Yang, you're just annoying. Choosing their own interns! What are ...&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Give me those damn cards. [picks out four, hands cards to George] O'Malley, you have interns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: So, tomorrow we will meet one hour before pre-rounds.&lt;br /&gt;Intern 3: Dude, that's like 4 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Intern 1: Dr. Stevens never made us come in before pre-rounds.&lt;br /&gt;Intern 2: Yeah O'Malley. You gotta chill. [walks away]&lt;br /&gt;George: They probably should say Dr. O'Malley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Take off your pants.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Take off your pants. We're trying this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] The thing about choosing teams in real life, it's nothing like it used to be in gym class. Being first picked can be terrifying. And being chosen last isn't the worst thing in the world. So we watch from the sidelines clinging to our isolation. Because we know as soon as we let go of the bench ... someone comes along and changes the game completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe: Holy crap what the hell is that thing?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Oh that is a kidney in a jar, that's not fair, how did you get that?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Being an incredibly important fancy neurosurgeon has it's perks.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I couldn't have done it without you. One surgery, one patient, I couldn't have done any of it without you. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: So Derek said I was a baby&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: What?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: And that I had a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Uh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I mean not whatever, he's right I did drop a kidney, and don't say it happens because it doesn't. But, I do hate it when he's right.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: No, okay, he is not right. Stop caring so much about what he thinks. It makes you seem desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Dr. Bailey. I heard your big surgery went well today. Congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: The same to you. It must feel good to see your name in print like that.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: It would feel better if Meredith wasn't so... you know. She's acting silly about the credit. She's getting emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: That girl worked her ass off for you and you got all the credit.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I would have gotten all the blame had we failed.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: But you didn't fail.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: It's simple, I'm an attending... she's a second-year resident.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Who you're now living with. That's not simple, it's messy. If it were me, I'd start with thank you. You'd be surprised how far that one goes. Especially with us silly emotional women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Hows she doing?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I'm keeping a close eye on her, but so far she's completely stable.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Come with me. [walks down the hall] This man is very ill, may be dying. He's got a perfect healthy donor kidney that WASN'T dropped on the floor. There's only so much we can help, and so much we can hurt. Forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I'm not gonna do this with you.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Do what?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Have this silent fight. I'm gonna write to the editors and have them print a correction. The Shepherd-Grey Method.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I don't want you to give me credit because you're mad that I'm mad. I want you to give me credit because you think I worked hard for it and I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You don't deserve it. You're a baby. You have the potential to be a good surgeon. Maybe a great one. But you haven't even scratched the surface on what you need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: It was my idea. And I hate that picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Graciella charts like crap. But she can put in a line. Claire, on the other hand, nearly castrated a guy with a catheter.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: We can hear you!&lt;br /&gt;Alex: I might dump Pearson.&lt;br /&gt;Izie: Oh, why does he suck?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: I just hate saying the name Pearson.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: If Derek needed a kidney I wouldn't give him one. He'd take the credit. He'd say he magically grew it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Excuse me! What is going on?&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Trying to decide which of our interns to give to George.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: In front of us, they're deciding in front of us. Like livestock at a state fair.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I think I'll keep Lexipedia. She remembers many things... and she bathes, which is much more than i can say for stinky 2 over there. You smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: The Chief has me doing press all day with journalists. My face is starting to hurt from smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I already pushed that.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: It comes faster when I push it.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Oh, it must be that Shepherd method.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Funny.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I think I'll take the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Meredith... Are you bothered by this?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Why would I be bothered? You can't call it the Shepherd-Grey method, because then people would think you had help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Is Yang on call tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Um, yeah, why do you think it's so clean in here?&lt;br /&gt;Calie: Can I just say, the whole taking it slow thing... best idea ever.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: It really takes the pressure off.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Mmm... Yeah, we can just, you know, hang out without all of the...&lt;br /&gt;Erica: The expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Why rush things?&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Exactly...&lt;br /&gt;[Erica and Callie kiss]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] I am a rock. I am an island. That's the mantra of pretty much every surgeon I've ever met. We like to think we're independent, loners, mavericks. That all we need to do our jobs is an OR, a scalpel, and a willing body. But the truth is not even the best of us can do it alone. Surgery like life is a team sport. And eventually, you've got to get off the bench and decide... what team are you batting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: And I know you care about me too and it's not too late for us.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Get outta my room.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Admit it. I know you care about me too I know you do. I care about you. I care about you. I care about you. I care about you. I care about you! I- [they kiss]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: I care about you, and I'm not gonna go crazy, and I'm not gonna try to kill myself and I'm not gonna stop caring about you no matter how hard you push me away.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Shut up and get outta my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Maybe he just cares about his son but the moron is too emotionally stunted to let him.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: See, this, this right here is your problem. You get all wrapped up and involved and you start caring about these people! Your patient in there? He's the moron. His son's never gonna give him what he wants and he's just gonna be disappointed! And the sooner he gets that the sooner you get it, and ...&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: No, go on please. Be a selfish ass. Because then at least I know what to expect. This whole 'be a nice guy one minute and a total jerk the next' is getting really. Old. Alex. So who's it gonna be? Pick. One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I do not quit. I do not fail. I like to be good at things, and I wanna be good... at this. So... I need you. I need you, to show me.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Show you?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Just because you don't publish a big clinical trial doesn't mean you're not a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Take off your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I know, you're over it and you don't want to talk about it anymore, but...&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Oh for the love of God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: What if me and Erica, what if ... what if we're a mistake... Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I can't talk about this.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Come on, you love talking about this stuff. Girl-on-girl! It's hot!&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Two girls getting nasty and loving it? That's hot. One girl talking about how much it sucked? That's depressing. Wrong! Just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: It was not good. At all. I choked. I couldn't go down there. I tried, but it just felt so weird and clinical like gynie rotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: [to George] Did you even ask for me? I helped decorate your stupid locker and you don't even see it! You don't see anything! I am such an idiot. And you are a jerk. You didn't even ASK for me? Screw you, Dr. O'Malley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: Interns don't respect me.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: I would respect you if I was your intern!&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: George, the interns don't respect you because they're not scared of you. Just decimate one every few days, it's not rocket science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Hey, you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Bailey snagged all the surgical interns and residents, so I'm stuck with the psych interns. Not the sharpest.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: You're busy. I'll be brief. I was thinking that if you're not busy tonight, we could go to my place, order in dinner, rent a movie?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Tonight? You want to get together again tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I had a lot of fun last night.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Intern is the other white meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I don't even want the credit, but the clinical trial was my idea. And I had to beg him to do it. More than once.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: It's okay if you want the credit. I would want the credit.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: When you screw the attendings you get screwed. They have all the power.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Interns, you could screw interns. Date, you could DATE interns. Because we're so non-threatening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: George is filling out paperwork, doing his real-life doctor thing, so I figured this would be a good time to decorate his locker.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Gimme that coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Last night, Erica and I, we, did it... sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Will you shut up and focus? I need you right now.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Well I'm a little exhausted, but if you wanna hop on and do all the work ...&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I need to TALK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Do you think they airbrushed this picture? The man does not have one damn pore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: 'Bout time this hospital got some good publicity for a chance. Oh, heard you found a donor.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Yes sir. The final piece of the puzzle has fallen into place.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: This is the day Dr. Bailey. The day Seattle Grace comes back swingin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [reading] A new method in treating malignant gliomas ... the Shepherd method.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: It's a picture. A big picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You're making a face.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I'm not making a face. I love that picture... I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You know one of the joys of cohabitation is having breakfast together.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Well I can't today, because Bailey paged us in early!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Well I guess you don't have time to look at our work in a major medical journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: It's not just one surgery. It's 12, all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: All eyes... are on Seattle Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-85959256888716496?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/85959256888716496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/85959256888716496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-505.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.05'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-4515535302339737310</id><published>2008-11-11T09:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:46:26.461-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Brave New World"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Izzie: Give me back my surgery or I'll shoot your ass off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: People are terrible to the people they love sometimes. They're mean. You were both having a hard time and you took it out on each other. It doesn't make you the worst wife in the world. It just makes you a person who made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: We are not happy, glowy people.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: We need to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] We like to think we're fearless, eager to explore unknown lands and soak up new experiences, but the fact is, we're always terrified. Maybe the terror is part of the attraction. Some people go to horror movies. We cut things open. Dive into dark water. And at the end of the day, isn't that what you'd rather to hear about? If you've got one drink and one friend and 45 minutes. Slow rides make for boring stories. A little calamity. Now that's worth talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] In 6500 BC, some guy looked at his friend and said, let's drill a hole in your head... that will make you feel better. And thus surgery was born. It takes a certain brand of crazy to think of drilling into someone's skull, but surgeons have always been a confident bunch. We don't always know what we're doing, but we act like we do. We walk into a country, plant a flag and start ordering people around. It's invigorating and terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: We need to have rules.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: What?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Rules. We need rules about how we're going to deal with the motherland. Because it's undiscovered country. Maybe... maybe it will be the best vacation either of us have ever had, but it's mysterious, and dark, and ... there should be rules. Oh, and an embassy. And a safe word.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I'm sorry. What the hell are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Hello? Below the Mason-Dixon line. Of your pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I'm not sure I'm ready to go there.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Me neither! There's lots of undiscovered territory above the belt. We can take it slow. Maybe just... first base?&lt;br /&gt;Callie: [laughs] Phew! Okay. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Finish my wine. I'm going to look at the menu for a minute while your blood pressure drops back down to to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Erica? Maybe second base too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: [to Meredith] I'll let you sew part of it in. You're gonna be in there, might as well get your hands dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: [to Meredith] You can tell Dr. Yang she's a better teacher than I would have thought. You lie to me about your experience again and the next heart you'll see will be your own as I cut it out of your chest with a steak knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I told Hahn I knew how to do a coronary reanastomosis.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Okay, you know what? Um, snag me some of those grapes over there and I'll teach you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: O'Malley: Test results.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: You passed! You're not an intern anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: I don't talk about sex.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Please. Let's just pretend I never said a single word.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: I don't talk about sex with anyone, ever. Any kind of sex.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Bailey I am begging you...&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Shhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: The va-jay-jay is undiscovered country. It is the mother land. You've never traveled there... You don't know its customs and ways. Now me? I've always wanted to go to Africa. But if I go, I'm going to have to learn a few things first. I'm going to have to prepare. I'll need shots. Bring my own syringes, in case something goes wrong. And I'll wanna know how to get to the embassy.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Okay now you've lost me.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Just talk about it! Not with me. With the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: In Ethiopia, they eat stew of spongy, sour bread. That's not for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: You stole my surgery!&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Using me as a doormat is one thing. Screwing with my career is another! I have been wiping your snot and covering your ass for weeks now. And all you've done is abuse me. And for a little while you get to do that because you're heartbroken and pathetic, and I'm a good friend. But it ends now. Get your own surgery and wipe your own snot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I'd like to buy these two a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: You are the best roommate ever!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I am. Just to be clear, if you two ever pull any of that crap with one of my cases again, I will have you thrown out of the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: I know I'm being an ass. I can't help it. I'm pissed off, all the time. So much so that I'm losing my mind. But you can't be pissed at a crazy chick for losing her mind, so there's nobody else for me to be pissed at. Except you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Go cry to somebody who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Dr. Shepherd, I want back on this case. Alex stole him from me. Remember when I was telling you that-&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Dr. Stevens let's be clear. In this hospital, I am not your roommate, I don't give a crap about your personal problems. I have a resident, I don't need another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Which one of your roommates will be assisting?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Hmm. Karev.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: It's awkward. Because she's a colleague and because she's an attending and because she's a ... she. There's been kissing, but ... no touching and what if I'm not into it? What if I'm horrible at all that stuff... south. I've never been south of the border. With a female. I mean, I've never even been over the ... northern mountains, if you know what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: [stares in silence]&lt;br /&gt;Callie: We're gonna pretend this didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: They got the nerve to be indignant that they aren't on their specialties anymore. They don't have specialties! They should be grateful they're even allowed in this... Are you listening to me?!&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I'm going on a date with Erica Hahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Hey... You passed. We are going to celebrate. I'm going to buy you a beer, and all the peanuts you can eat.&lt;br /&gt;George: What if I didn't pass?&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Then ... I'll buy you a beer anyway. Beer for losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: O'Malley. I made a call. They do not have your score yet, if I knew I would tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Apparently some people thought I was kidding last week when I said that no one was going to be able to hang out in their favorite specialty anymore. I WASN'T. Junior residents do not specialize. So all the requests to send you back to the special place where your true heart lives can end now. Dr. Bailey makes the assignments, do not - I repeat do not, harang her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Why where you going through her things?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I was trying to find space for my clothes. Your closet is full.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: You keep a diary? Have I not known all this time that you keep a diary? Don't be shy, I think it's cute!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: It's not mine.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Who's is it?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Your mother's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4515535302339737310?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4515535302339737310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4515535302339737310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-504.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.04'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-1179579946211730587</id><published>2008-11-11T09:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:39:44.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.03</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Here comes the Flood"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meredith: [narrating] Bones break. Organs burst. Flesh tears. We can sew the flesh, repair the damage, ease the pain. But when life breaks down... when we break down... there's no science. No hard and fast rules. We just have to feel our way through. And to a surgeon there's nothing worse, and there's nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] As surgeons we are trained to fix what's broken. The breaking point is our starting line... at work. But in our lives the breaking point is a sign of weakness and we'll do everything we can to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: Yes. Horrible things DO happen. Happiness in the face of all of that? That's not the goal. Feeling the horrible and knowing that you're not gonna die from those feelings...that's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: What are you doing in here?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I was thinking about making this my office when you move out.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: When I move out? When am I moving out?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Oh. Soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: My patient's dying. I hate when I like them and they're dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Our guy's been in pain. Pain at a constant 8, for the last seven years, because of an inflamed nerve in his nose. It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;George: I wish I had an inflamed nerve in my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Stop. You have to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Seriously. She hates it.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: That's why I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: [to Callie] You want a spanking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: [to Callie] Look. We don't even know what we are yet. So, how does Mark Sloan know? Why are you talking to him instead of me?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Ladies... Am I interrupting something?&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Your timing is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Really? You about to feel her up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: I can do this. I'm not married and cheating on my wife with my best friend. Everything is as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Eat the muffin, Mer. Taste the muffin. Remember. The muffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: There's no way that guy has been living at an 8. He's a wimp. His 8? My 3. I can take pain.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: You can't talk to my boyfriend for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Well there's pain and then there's torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-1179579946211730587?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1179579946211730587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1179579946211730587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-503.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.03'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-410505510145119597</id><published>2008-11-11T09:31:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:03:17.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-50102.html"&gt;5.01/02: "Dream a Little Dream of me"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-503.html"&gt;5.03: "Here comes the Flood"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-504.html"&gt;5.04: "Brave New World"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-505.html"&gt;5.05: "There's no 'I' in team"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-506.html"&gt;5.06: "Life During Wartime"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-507.html"&gt;5.07: "Rise Up"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-508.html"&gt;5.08: "These ties that bind"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-509.html"&gt;5.09: "In the Midnight Hour"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/quotes-5-temporada-510.html"&gt;5.10: "All by Myself"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-410505510145119597?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/410505510145119597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/410505510145119597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8223784687878842562</id><published>2008-11-11T09:19:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:30:51.997-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.01/02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Dream a Little Dream of Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meredith: Chief. Vincent Kenner... We gave him 31 units of blood. Fresh frozen plasma. Multiple liters of LR. We did everything we knew how to do, we just couldn't bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: You don't know how to do anything. None of you. You're half way through your 2nd year of residency and you walk around this hospital like it's your God given right to be here. Well it is not, Dr. Grey. I assure you. You are here because I allow it. You are here to do what i say. And the one thing I ask you to do you can't even save...&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Richard! We can't save everybody.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: We should try harder. We should try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: I have a dream, Yang... That one day a trauma, will come through these doors.... I have a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I share that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: What did you say to Alex?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I... I didn't say anything. I just said it's nice that you two are friendly again.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Ugh! Meredith why can't you just mind your own business? I mean... you know what forget it! I should never have told you anything! You can't keep anything to yourself unless it's for Cristina.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Izzie!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Not funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Okay, I built the house of candles, that is unprecedented in the Meredith chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Fine, lets move in together.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Fine.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Unless of course you just wanna go ahead and get married .... AHA! Gotcha! You wanna know where I learned that? It goes with the story of how i cut my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You wanna hear how I cut my hand? It's a good story.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I am not sure moving in together is such a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Okay... Fine.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Fine?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: You just, just, take my x-ray and... and... It doesn't matter what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Did you mean what you said about me... and Derek?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Oh, well, this is not fair. I'm impaled!&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I know I talk about it too much. And I know I've gone soft and gooey and disgusting. And if I had to listen to it I'd puke too. But, you said what you said because you were mad, right? Not because you meant it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: You want me to take a look at that?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Meredith's going to take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I'm a renowned plastic surgeon. Grey's a resident.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: It's just a scratch. She gives me sex, especially when I'm wounded. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen: Leave it right where it is! You get stabbed in the chest, you're lucky enough to still be breathing. You leave the knife in, at least until you figure out what's going on inside. Leave it in!&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Take it out!&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Leave it in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: And then you know what's gonna happen after he moves in don't you? We build a house on his land, which will be OUR land because we'll be married. And then I'll be Dr. Mrs. Shepherd. And you know what comes after that don't you? Babies. They'll be his babies so they'll have perfect hair, and they'll be chatty. So I'll have five chatty children, a chatty husband, and live in a house in the wilderness. And then I'll start sleeping with your husband. I gotta tell him I've changed my mind. Don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: MEREDITH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Do you know anything about health insurance?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: No. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: I'm trying to help out a patient.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Ah, the softer side of Alex. Izzie was right.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: What's that supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I mean that's what happens, you're married 40 years and then you become a big fat, lying cheater. If 40 years doesn't make you committed what does? What's the point? I mean what if I move in with Derek and...&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Okay I'll give you 100 bucks if you talk about something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Are you sure you're ready?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I'm leaning into the fear to get a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I don't even know what that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: [to George] You think that if you get to take your intern test again that makes you big man on campus? It doesn't change the fact you failed the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Dr. Sloan?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I'm sorry, Grey, was there something you wanted to say to anyone here?&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: No there wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Coward!&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Why do men cheat? My husband slept with my friend, he lost his job and then he slept with my friend, telling me he loves me. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Maybe he was low, he was down and he didn't want you to see him like that, in pain, weak, less than a man. He has his pride so he turned away. It's not right but it doesn't mean he doesn't care about you. I SWEAR it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: So I keep having that dream, the Derek is dead dream.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: You know who does their residencies at number 12 hospitals? Losers! I am not a loser. Go get the charts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I guess this makes us virgins, doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I guess in a way it does!&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Vir-gins. Hey, we can be scared together!&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Kinda virgins. And we can be scared together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I'm not an experimenter. I don't like to experiment.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Then you showed up and we did it together and... the experiment was kind of a success!&lt;br /&gt;Erica: Oh... oh!&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Look, I've never done this before. I've never kissed a girl. I'm not sure I even like kissing girls. I don't, actually, like kissing girls. I like kissing one girl. You.&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I don't have anything to compare it to. You're the only woman I've ever kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] Once upon a time, happier ever after. The stories we tell are the stuff of dreams. Fairy tales don't come true. Reality is much stormier. Much murkier. Much scarier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Am I to understand you stole these traumas from Mercy West.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: I don't know what'cha talkin' about.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Good job. 'Cause now it's personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: With a pen!? You trach'd this guy with an ink pen?&lt;br /&gt;Owen: So?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Pen? Trach? Hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: See? I told you I would show you my dress.&lt;br /&gt;Denny: You look better than a bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I think you and Derek will make it. You will make it work.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Are you just telling me what I wanna hear?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I'm your person. I am on your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Did she tell you that I cried? Because THAT is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: If I'm going to do this, and be whole and healthy and be a warm, gooey person who lives with a boy... then I need you on board. I need you to cheer me on. Because you're the only one who knows me. Darkly. Really knows me. I need you to pretend that I can do this even if you don't believe. Because if you abandon me now, I will never make it, and I will never get my happy ending and that's just...&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Life.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I'm saying please here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Mer, why do you care what I think?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Because you're my person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I'm sorry about chasing Alex.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Intern #1: Hmm. It kinda looks like it's hitting nothing?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Oh, it looks like it's hitting nothing. Because it's hitting nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Intern #2: What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: What does that mean, what does that mean?! Don't you know how to read an X-ray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Were you in love with her?&lt;br /&gt;George: I thought I was? I was scared to admit it but I did not that she, uh, did not like me that way, and... I did it anyway. I shouldn't have, because, besides just being... so selfish, to try to make her want me that way, I just ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: Like I said I made a lot of mistakes last year, but I'm trying to get back on track, and I gotta do it by myself, so...&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: The only reason I wanted to help is that, um, I... I feel like you and I are more than just ... roommates.&lt;br /&gt;George: We are more than just roommates.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: We are?&lt;br /&gt;George: Yeah we're friends ... I mean right now I'd probably say you're one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: I... I... don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;Owen: So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: I also heard a story that you constructed an O.R. table from an exploded Humvee in the middle of the desert, is that true?&lt;br /&gt;Owen: Well, you have to be innovative in the middle of the desert.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: You have to be innovative everywhere. How would you like a job, Dr. Hunt?&lt;br /&gt;Owen: I... appreciate the offer, but I have to go back to the sand pit. Finish my tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen: You'd be good in the field. You've got this battle scar, you'd fit right in.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Yeah, right ...&lt;br /&gt;Owen: I'm serious. You should ditch this place. Go for the adventure. You telling me this place gives you a rush? A high?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: [pauses] Yeah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: What if he doesn't like me back?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: He's an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: You're never at a loss for words with your patients. You never hesitate to tell me how you feel. So why not tell O'Malley.&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: You are the last person who should be giving romantic advice.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: When I like somebody I make sure they know it. Life's too short to live any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose: I'm sorry about the hand.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: These things happen.&lt;br /&gt;Rose: Not to me they don't. Or they didn't, before you existed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose: I'm carrying your child, Derek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Dr. Karev. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Tomorrow. His insurance expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: [to patient] It happens. People make mistakes. They ... sleep with the wrong person and ... they hide it but, if you ask me, it's the part that comes after that matters. The part where you make it right. And I think you're off to a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] Reality. It's so much more interesting than living happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: The surgical training protocol is officially being changed, people. The bar has been raised. Consider yourselves on notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: We're sloppy, just like everybody else. We've been resting on our laurels. You have all been failing. Failing to take initiative. Failing to ask tough questions. Failing to practice your skills. Failing to give opportunity TO practice skills. And I let it happen. So you have not failed. We have failed. Well, it stops, and it stops now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] We all remember the bed time stories of our childhood. The shoe fit Cinderella, the frog was turned into a prince, sleeping beauty was awakened with a kiss. Once upon a time and then they lived happily ever after. Fairy tales. The stuff of dreams. the problem is, fairy tales don't come true. It's the other stories. The ones that start in dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable. The nightmares always seem to become the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: What happened!?&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: A bus in front of him hit a telephone pole. He tried to swerve and miss it, but ...&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: How bad is it?&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Meredith -&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Meredith, you're gonna have to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8223784687878842562?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8223784687878842562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8223784687878842562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada-50102.html' title='Quotes &gt; 5ª Temporada &gt; 5.01/02'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-1753458575529025645</id><published>2008-11-11T09:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:07:53.935-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.16/17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Freedom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Izzie: Oooh! A trauma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: What?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: In order to kiss you the way I wanna kiss you and in order to do more than kiss you I need to speak to Rose. I want my conscience clear so I can do more than kiss you. Stay here, don't move, wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: It's the kitchen? Living room - a little small. The view's much better from here. And that's where the kids are going to play? Where's our bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: I'm still mad at you and I don't know if I trust you, I wanna trust you, but I don't know if I do. So I'm just gonna try, I'm gonna try and trust you. Because I believe that, we can be extraordinary together. rather than ordinary apart and I wanna be ... (he kisses her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Where have you been?! I've been waiting and waiting for you! And I did this stupid, embarrassing, humiliating, corny thing. And I was just gonna tell you that, this over here is our kitchen and this is our living room, and over there that's the room our kids could play. I had this whole thing about I was gonna build us a house, but I don't build houses because I'm a surgeon. And now I'm here feeling like a lame ass loser. I got all whole and healed and you don't show up. And now it's all ruined because you took so long to come home! And I couldn't even find that bottle of champagne ... (Derek holds up the bottle and smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Derek: Meredith....&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Stupid, corny, idiotic, I can't believe I did this. Stupid, loser, son of a ... I could be at home instead of ... oh&lt;br /&gt;  Derek: Meredith....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-1753458575529025645?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1753458575529025645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1753458575529025645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-41617.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.16/17'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7772424554375191614</id><published>2008-11-11T08:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:04:59.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Losing My Mind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meredith: Don't wonder why people go crazy. Wonder why they don't. In face of what we can lose in a day, in an instant, wonder what the hell it is that make us hold it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: People are constantly asking you to tell them how you're doing. How the hell are you supposed to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; George: That's not a typo sir, that's a wink.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: Well, that's a semi-colon and a closed parentheses.&lt;br /&gt;  George: Turn it sideways.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: Well what the hell does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;  George: She's flirting, sir.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: Oh... oh, that's good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: Tomorrow's board and Dr. Tapley's echo. Hahn is seeing him now.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: What are doing with Baileys child?&lt;br /&gt;George: Dr. Bailey and I are in love. I will be heading back to Vegas with her as soon as my divorce with Dr. Torres is final.&lt;br /&gt;Richard: We need to write Adele again. She replied to my email but all she sent was a typo. She's no better at this than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;  Christina: Don't ask me if I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;  Lexie: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Christina: Ugh, you make me sick. Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don't give a damn what anyone thinks. There are no teams here, no buddies. You're on your own. Be on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: I don't know how you get up in the morning, I honestly don't. Our dad abandoned you. And your mom by all accounts was the meanest person ever and you can't let Derek love you and it all really, really sucks. But ever since I knew you existed I had this fantasy about my big sister and you have failed, on every occasion to live up to that fantasy. But I still love you, whether you are capable of letting me or not. So, I forgive you. (storms out of bathroom)&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: (comes out of bathroom stall) 2:00 work for you?&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Yeah... okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Lexie&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: No. I forgive you. I forgive you for treating me like crap, and I forgive you for letting your friend treat me like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: He punched someone named Harrison.&lt;br /&gt;  Miranda: (to Tucker) You punched a child?&lt;br /&gt;  George: Apparently there was a graham cracker involved.&lt;br /&gt;  Miranda: Over a graham cracker?&lt;br /&gt;  George: They said they want you to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: What... he's 14 months old? What do they think I'm going to do, give him a lecture on non-violent conflict resolution?&lt;br /&gt;  George: I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;  Miranda: My son punches other children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Christina... are you in the dark place?&lt;br /&gt;  Christina: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: What happened last year when you fell in the water?&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: I almost drowned. Do you think I did that for kicks?&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: You put your hand in a body cavity that contained unexploded ammunition.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: I was trying to save a patient!&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: Why is it that every other person in that room had the sense to hit the deck? You know people run away from this line between life and death. You seem to stand on it and wait for a strong wind to sway you one way or the other. You’re careless with your life. You’re not slitting your wrists but you’re careless. Probably because your mother told you you were a waste of space on this planet. The problem is you believed her. And if you don’t want out one of these days you’re going to die because of it.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Hand me my chart. NOW! And don't ever talk about my mother again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: Was your life not working when you let that slip out from under you?&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: When are you going to stop suggesting that I’m suicidal?&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: When you start acting like someone that wants to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Give me my chart.&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: Why?&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Because I’m not suicidal, and if it says that I am, then it’s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: We’ve got this patient and she’s got true love. You wanna know why? Because her boyfriend doesn’t exist. Derek is all broken up over her like it means something that she’s having an affair with a hallucination.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: But Derek wasn’t ready to give up on the relationship when you were.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: No, I didn’t give up. I wanted to try again, and then he went a kissed Rose. So he’s the one that messes up, not me.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: But it’s a relationship. People make mistakes, and you stand back waiting for him to fail so you can say AHA! Now I quit.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: No, it wasn’t working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: We had our first honest conversation about your feelings, and now you want to leave. That timing doesn’t strike you as strange?&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: No, and I’m still firing you.&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: No, you’re quitting.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: No, I’m not quitting. I don’t quit things.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: No, actually you do. Your mother quit your father. Your father quit you. You quit your boyfriend and if I read your hospital chart correctly you quit your life momentarily on a couple of occasions. You quit. It’s what you know how to do.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Now you’re really fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Give me two minutes I'll meet you in the third-floor on-call room.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: [points to his pants, then his head] No. We're gonna sit, enjoy a nice meal. I've turned over a new leaf. From now on if you want this, you're gonna get this too.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7772424554375191614?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7772424554375191614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7772424554375191614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-415.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.15'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-4713715483042976295</id><published>2008-11-11T08:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:59:23.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"The Becoming"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dr. Wyatt: If he's with Rose that means he's not with you. And do you know why he's not with you? You're scared.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Are you calling me a coward?&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: I think you are very frightened Dr. Grey.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Are you calling me a coward?&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: He's with Rose.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: You know what, I'm not going to do this.&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: He's with Rose.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: WHY DO YOU KEEP SAYING THAT?!?&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: Because if you can't see what is wrong with that sentence, He's with Rose, we're never going to get anywhere, He's with Rose.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: OKAY! So he's with Rose. SO WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: Look, let me draw the parallels for you. The tragic patient dies alone while the love of his life is literally in the next room. That's you.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: What are you talking about? I'm not dying alone.&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: Oh. But I think you are, and you're telling yourself you're a hero, when in reality all you are is alone.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: THAT is a load of crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Wyatt: Look, I'm just going to say this because your insurance only covers 20 sessions and I feel we should get right to the point. That was a load of crap. It was not a good day, your patient died alone unable to tell the love of his life how he felt.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Yeah, but he did it for his boyfriend. I mean, I actually think it was kind of heroic.&lt;br /&gt;  Dr. Wyatt: It's a load of crap.&lt;br /&gt;  Meredith: Stop saying that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [narrating] It was a good day. Maybe even a great day. I was a good doctor&lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.greysanatomyinsider.com/quotes/episodes/the-becoming/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(46, 96, 169) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(46, 96, 169) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, even when it was hard, I was the me in my head. There was a moment when I thought I cant do this, I cant do this alone. I close my eyes and imagine myself doing it, and I did, I blocked out the fear, and I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: It is not difficult sir... it is simple. Burke is not here. He's gone and he's the better for it. He's winning the Harper Avery award and being celebrated all over the world. That is not difficult. He's out there and I'm here where everything is the same. I still live in his apartment, I walk the same halls of this hospital, I wear the same scrubs. It is not difficult. This is where I chose to be. But sir, when his hand was shaking, I performed the surgeries&lt;a id="KonaLink1" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.greysanatomyinsider.com/quotes/episodes/the-becoming/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(46, 96, 169) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(46, 96, 169) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I kept his secrets, I nursed his pride... you know it and I know it, he knows it. He knows it and yet nowhere in that newspaper article does my name appear. I am the unseen hand to his brilliance. And yet while everything is the same it is very, very different. Now I'm lucky if I get to hold a clamp. Hahn treats me like... I was his hand and now I'm a ghost. That is not difficult... it's unbearable. Everybody is proud of him... but I'm not... I do not wish him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Going through all the forms I noticed you didn't hand yours in.&lt;br /&gt;  Christina: No sir.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: I need you to. The hospital is still liable even though Dr. Burke isn't here.&lt;br /&gt;  Christina: There my sexual relationship. &lt;a id="KonaLink2" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.greysanatomyinsider.com/quotes/episodes/the-becoming/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(46, 96, 169) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(46, 96, 169) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preston Burke. On paper. Satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I don't... make friends easily. I'm awkward and am bad at small talk and generally don't like people I don't know... but I made friends with you and now you have this thing and that thing is Sloan.&lt;br /&gt;  Callie: Are you mad that I'm sleeping with Mark Sloan?&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I'm not mad you're sleeping with Sloan. I'm mad that you didn't tell me that you're sleeping with Sloan. I'm mad at you. Because instead of telling me and admitting that you're one of those girls who goes all pouffy when she gets a boyfriend, you disappear with your thing ... I don't make friends easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: So are we on for tonight or what?&lt;br /&gt;  Callie: Um... I told you I had a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I don't... make friends easily. I'm awkward and am bad at small talk and generally don't like people I don't know... but I made friends with you and now you have this thing and that thing is Sloan.&lt;br /&gt;  Callie: Are you mad that I'm sleeping with Mark Sloan?&lt;br /&gt;Erica: I'm not mad you're sleeping with Sloan. I'm mad that you didn't tell me that you're sleeping with Sloan. I'm mad at you. Because instead of telling me and admitting that you're one of those girls who goes all pouffy when she gets a boyfriend, you disappear with your thing ... I don't make friends easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: So are we on for tonight or what?&lt;br /&gt;  Callie: Um... I told you I had a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard: Alright, Dr. Bailey, I get the joke.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: See this is a joke to you. I am a single woman. I've been a single woman for some time now, but the very idea that I could have a sexual encounter - a consensual sexual encounter - is a joke to you!&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: Dr. Bailey, I...&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: So much so that you would single me out of this entire hospital as the one person who couldn't interest a person of the opposite sex... it's ... it's ... just...&lt;br /&gt;  Adele: It's harassment.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: Adele!&lt;br /&gt;  Miranda: (slaps Richard's shoulder) Just shame on you sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Just wanted to drop off the form myself... answer any questions you might have.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: There are interns on this form.&lt;br /&gt;  Miranda: Mmm hmm. I require the energy of youth. Dr. Shepherd was a moment of weakness for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;  Richard: Dr. Sloan?&lt;br /&gt;  Miranda: Oh that was many moments. On call rooms. It was... very hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: (to Meredith in surgery) Easy... slow down... look at me... look at me, don't look at the machine.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [stares into his eyes]&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Slowly... that's it.... that's it... virus is in.&lt;br /&gt;[everyone applauds]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica: (re: Preston, to Cristina) Well I guess its no surprise, his arrogance is legendary... oh well, I thought we finally had some common ground... Good for you, refusing to trash him. Rising above. It's very impressive. I'm going to follow your example, Yang.&lt;br /&gt;  Cristina: [silent]&lt;br /&gt;  Erica: Congratulations Preston, I wish you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I slept with her... and the whole time I was thinking of Meredith... who's the whore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: (to Meredith) If you want me to stay, I'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4713715483042976295?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4713715483042976295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4713715483042976295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-414.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.14'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-4077693336360230922</id><published>2008-11-10T13:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:46:48.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Pieces of My Heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Addison: (to Miranda) Okay, in L.A., people say things, but in Seattle, there's this strange culture of wordlessness, where in I am supposed to guess what one is feeling by the slight raise of an eyebrow or the beginnings of a frown. Any chance you want to tell me what's going on with you, Miranda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: There she is.&lt;br /&gt;Addison: Just coming in to check on my patient's skin flap.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Well, amazing, right? I pulled a couple of stem cells from the baby in utero. Six weeks later, I have grown skin. Like God.&lt;br /&gt;Addison: Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: What do you say we lock that door and tear one off for old time's sake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: (narrating) Great surgeons aren't made. They're born. It takes gestation, incubation, sacrifice. A lot of sacrifice. But after all the blood and guts and gooey stuff is washed away, that surgeon you become: totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: (narrating) Giving birth may be all intense and magical and stuff, but the act itself: it's not exactly pleasant. But it's also a beginning... of something incredible. Something new. Something unpredictable. Something true. Something worth loving. Something worth missing. Something that will change your life... forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Bet you're wishing you took the stairs right about now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Hey, you're leaving already?&lt;br /&gt;Addison: I have a plane to catch...I walk on the beach now, I buy aromatherapy candles, I'm very Zen, but I want to kick your ass so badly right now it is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;    Meredith: Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Addison: I'm talking about Derek. Derek Christopher Shepherd. Are you letting him get away? Because I swear to God Meredith, if you let him ride off into the sunset with that doe-eyed little thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: You know, whenever anyone says something really funny and I laugh I always look around to see if you think it's funny too. Even when you are not there, I look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: I like penis. I'm a huge huge fan of penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Did anyone ever think you two were a couple?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: No, because we screw boys like whores on tequila.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: Then we either try to marry them or drown ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Callie: Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4077693336360230922?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4077693336360230922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4077693336360230922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-413.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.13'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-402173655177792199</id><published>2008-11-10T08:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:15:21.751-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Where The Wild Things Are"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meredith: [narrating]&lt;/span&gt; We like to think that we are rational beings; humane, conscientious, civilized, thoughtful. But when things fall apart, even just a little, it becomes clear we are not better than animals. We have opposable thumbs, we think, we walk erect, we speak, we dream, but deep down we are still routing around in the primordial ooze; biting, clawing, scratching out an existence in the cold, dark world like the rest of the tree-toads and sloths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meredith: [narrating]&lt;/span&gt; There’s a little animal in all of us and maybe that’s something to celebrate. Our animal instinct is what makes us seek comfort, warmth, a pack to run with. We may feel caged, we may feel trapped, but still as humans we can find ways to feel free. We are each other’s keepers, we are the guardians of our own humanity and even though there’s a beast inside all of us, what sets us apart from the animals is that we can think, feel, dream and love. And against all odds, against all instinct, we evolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miranda:&lt;/span&gt; Now may I recommend you all go home? You smell, you're greasy, you need to bathe and I'm sick of lookin' at ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George:&lt;/span&gt; You should have tried to steal a TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lexie:&lt;/span&gt; I did, they were bolted to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George:&lt;/span&gt; Still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Richard:&lt;/span&gt; Chin up. Put your shoulders back, walk proud, strut a little. Don't lick your wounds: celebrate them. The scars you bear are the signs of a competitor. You're in a lion fight, Stevens. Just because you didn't win doesn't mean you don't know how to roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose:&lt;/span&gt; Have you seen him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lexie:&lt;/span&gt; I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose:&lt;/span&gt; Have you seen his eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lexie:&lt;/span&gt; I... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose:&lt;/span&gt; I'm trying to play it cool. I am playing it so so cool. I love him! (pause) Oh my God. I don't know you. I ... didn't say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: What's with the flowers?&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Uh, are you asking as a resident or a sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I'm thinking we ought to have a little contest of our own.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You wanna live in the hospital like a roach?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Different kind of contest. You and Rose, you're not exclusive right? So I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You are not serious.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: One woman 10 points, two women same time 20 points. You get out in the morning before anybody wakes up; 5 point bonus.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You are serious.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: You need a little spice in your life, man. I'm just trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: I am truly a worse human being for knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I can get laid. I can get laid whenever I want. I DO get laid whenever I want. That's the point. Women are everywhere... I only have one person I can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: That's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Shut up!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: No, it's really warm and fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Hey, if you were sleeping with Rose, I could understand why you're spending time with her, but you're not. And it's... it's just I thought that uh... you know. I thought it was just gonna be you and me!&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Having sex?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: After! After Addison, after Meredith. I have been patient. I have waited when you partnered up with these chicks, but now they're over. And it's supposed to be just us! You and me; two guys on the prowl, on the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You're having trouble getting laid. And you need my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: I don't like her. I'm sorry, but as your friend it's my job to say I don't like Rose.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: You're not even sleeping with her.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: You don't like her 'cause she's not sleeping with me? That's a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: It's not weird.&lt;br /&gt;Derek: It's a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: "Only three points for watching. You gotta do."&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: "I DO do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-402173655177792199?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/402173655177792199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/402173655177792199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-412.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.12'/><author><name>Carol Menescal Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864702514568043267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CBi9w0v3zak/R6oDDFHpPPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EoCB0prKDZ8/S220/season+1+promo+linda.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-3003790241919284757</id><published>2008-01-16T00:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T01:06:21.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Lay Your Hands on me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; In the beginning, God created the Heaven and the Earth, at least that's what they say. He created the birds of the air and the beasts of the field and He looked at his creation and he saw that it was good. And then God created Man. And it's been downhill ever since. The story goes on to say that God created Man in His own image, but there's not much proof of that. After all, God made the sun and the moon and the stars and all Man makes is trouble. And when Man finds himself in trouble, which is most of the time, he turns to something bigger than himself, to love, or faith or religion, to make sense of it all. But for all surgeons, the only thing that makes any kind of sense is medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; That woman loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Erica Hahn?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I'm telling you. We went out last night, had a couple of drinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You and Erica?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Just me and Hahn. And Callie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What's that smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Someone is cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; That's not cooking. That's... not cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Where's your girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Back with her husband, I'm guessing. And I don't have a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Or a conscience, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanh:&lt;/em&gt; Stevens, Elizabeth Archer's charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina has it. You two have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; She's not a cardio-thoracic surgeon. But I could have told you that. I am the rockstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanh:&lt;/em&gt; Karev, are you a rockstar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Between yesterday and today, you had plans drawn up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No, I've had the plans for months. Between yesterday and today, I decided to share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; So nothing's really changed. Everything is the same as it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, It's just — It's really a lot. And it's fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm just trying to take a step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, well there are about one hundred steps between where we are right now and building our dream house. They'll be fun steps. And sexy steps. And we'll try not to fall down them together. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You talked to Callie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Poor thing. It's gotta be hard for her, you know. I mean, you try and you try... But we're all human. Nobody's perfect. And in the end it's nobody's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm so happy to hear you say that... I just felt so terrible about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; I know, me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You know, we just... We didn't mean for it to happen. I know how that sounds but it's true. We were- we were drunk. And it only happened that one time. I know that it doesn't make it right, but you have to believe me, it was never my intention to break  up George's marriage, I mean, I didn't even know I was in love with him, and George was so destroyed about it, I mean, I think that's why he failed the intern test, so-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; What? He failed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, no, he didn't tell you that part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; He didn't tell me any part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; It was one kiss, okay? It was a good kiss, maybe even a great one. But we're going to let one maybe great kiss give away what up until now has been a really great professional relationship, even though you didn't know my name until recently? No, we're not. So friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn [talking to Bailey]:&lt;/em&gt; Now do you want me to stand here talking to you? Or do you want me to try and save your baby's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I used to believe in God. And marriage. And Heaven and Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; But you don't anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I believe in love. And second chances. And that even though George wasn't the one for me was Ok that I believed that he was because, well for a little while at least, I got to be an O'Malley. I really loved being an O'Malley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He wants to build us a house. With kids bedrooms and french doors and that scares me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why? Just cause the Rose thing? That shouldn't scare you, it was just one kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; One kiss?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I- I wasn't easedroping. Wasn't like the ring of secret about it. It was something that happened. You guys are back together, it's not happening anymore, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Derek kissed Rose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, but you knew that- that I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Who is Rose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Hm... Rose is a circulating nurse. I kissed her once. I'm sure you know that, that's why you're asking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; When?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; When did you kiss her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yesterday. Now I wanna talk-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So yesterday you were making out with scrub nurses and today you're building our dream house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yesterday we're dating other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; That's not the point-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; That is the point. I told you I wanted to marry you. I wanted to build a house and a life with you. And you weren't ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; And Rose is? You don't wanna build a life with me. You want someone. You want someone who wants the same things that you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I knew the minute I showed you these plants you'd find some reason to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So what? You called my bluff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I did, because I can't do this anymore. I can't do fighting, and back and forth. I can't. Are we together or are we not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We were together! I was in love with you, you didn't tell me you were married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, so now we're going to have that fight again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You didn't tell me about your nurse. You wanna know why I'm not ready to build a house with you? This is why, because I can not trust you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You can't trust anybody! And no matter what I do, you'll always go look for reasons not to trust me. I can't do it anymore- I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well neither can I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I don't even recognize myself anymore. This is not the guy that I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Who do you wanna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; The guy Bailey named her baby after. I wanna be that guy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanh:&lt;/em&gt; Here's the thing: you're too pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, c'mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanh:&lt;/em&gt; No. You're so pretty, in fact, that if we didn't work together we would probably be... But the point is: we do work together. And in order for me to do my job I need to leave who I am outside the doors of this hospital. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Do you wanna go to dinner with me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; I thought you weren't free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Turns out I am. And I'd like to go out with you tonight. Do you want to go out with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; That'd be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; As doctors, we know more about the human body now than at any point in our history. But the miracle of life itself, why people live and die, why they hurt or get hurt is still a mystery. We wanna know the reason, the secret, the answer at the back of the book... because the thought of our being all alone down here is just too much for us to bear. But at the end of the day, the fact that we show up for each other, in spite of our differences, no matter what we believe, is reason enough to keep believing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-3003790241919284757?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3003790241919284757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3003790241919284757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/01/quotes-4-temporada-411.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.11'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7654277161986217824</id><published>2007-12-07T17:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:23:28.454-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Crash Into Me, Part 2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; By the end of the day, the experience of practicing medicine bares little resemblance to the dream. We go into medicine because we want to save lives. We go into medicine because we want to do good. We go into medicine for the rush... For the high... For the ride. But, what we rememeber at the end of most days are the losses. What we lay awake at night replaying is the pain we caused or failed to cure. The lives we ruined or failed to save. The end of the day the reallity is nothing like we hope. The reallity is, at the end of the day, more often than not  turned inside out and upsidedown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Stop! Stop! Stop! Hold still! Ok, ok, that's it. I got it. I got it. I stoped. I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Holly crap. My artery blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Your artery blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't think that would really happen. I mean, I thought that was something doctors say might happen because they have to, but I didn't think that would really happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Me neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; That's good. What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intern:&lt;/em&gt; 2 - Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; Dr Shepherd, I did three semesters in Computer Science before I switch to Nursing. I don't know what's wrong, but if it's something resonably basic I-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'd feel a lot better about this if your voice wasn't shaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; My voice shakes when I'm nervous, I'm a imperfect person, but it doesn't mean I can't fix the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; I'm a little freak out, if I'm being honest. Mostly 'cause you looke like Carrie at the prom. Seriously, you're wearing like half my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She's your patient, don't you want me to keep the family informed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; I want you to think like a surgeon. You're thinking like a social worker. If you wanna be a social worker you can save yourself of a lot of efort because the training is 2 years, not 12. But if you wanna be a surgeon you can update the family when the crisis has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; Basically, there's about 6 different ways she could kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray:&lt;/em&gt; Are they talking about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No. Don't listen to them, Ray. Dr Hahn. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick [to Lexie]:&lt;/em&gt; Hey. I'm in love with you now. I forgot intirely about my ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; He said something about you choosing everything over your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; He said that? What else did he say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I think that was about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; You think or you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; He said that this is the last time and that he was finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I'm in surgery, O'Malley. Did you tell him that I'm trying to save a man's life here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; That I want to be there with him right now, but if- I would leave this man to die, did you tell him that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; You need to go back out there and tell him that I took a vow. A vow to save lives. He might wanna remember that he also took a vow: for better or for worse. You tell him that's his job as a husband to undertand that. You tell him that I'm standing by my vows, for better or for worse. Tou tell him I'm holding him to his vow. You tell him that if he's thinking about leaving right now, he might find himself hurt and wounded and needing an operation, and he may not get a surgeon who is as married to her vows as I am. You tell him that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; That's fascinating Dr Hahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You're as unkind to yourself as you are to everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; You could use a couple of stitches and you stayed calm and focused and efficient in a very stressfull situation. That's impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; You did it anyway. Like I said, impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Tuck, she's in surgery. She's saving a life. She's literally saving a life and she'll be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tucker:&lt;/em&gt; She's always saving a person's life. She always'll be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;You go ask her. When exactly soon'll gonna come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I think it's better to have someone, even if it hurts, even if it is the most painful thing you have done, even if it's the most painful thing you've ever had to do. I think it's better to have someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina [to Bailey]:&lt;/em&gt; What you did, pulling me off Hahn surgery was abuse of power. You needed help, ok. But you used me, because the color of my skin? I mean, you compromised the quality of my education because of my color? I resent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Derek and Rose kiss]&lt;br /&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; Ok.. Thanks, that was.. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Your voice is shaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; I'm a imperfect person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I don't want you to date other people. I may not be enough for you, but I'm trying here. So I don't want you to date anybody but me. That's it. Except I'm scared as hell to want you. But here I am wanting you anyway. And fear means I have something to loose, right? And I don't wanna loose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Don't. Don't say anything. I'm gonna leave and you can say something tomorrow. That's progress, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava/Rebecca:&lt;/em&gt; How can you be Ok after a day like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Alex kisses her]&lt;br /&gt;Ava/Rebecca:&lt;/em&gt; Alex! Why won't you talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; What do you want me to talk about, Rebecca? How a guy almost bleed out while I watched or how I got suspended for a week 'cause you were there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava/Rebecca:&lt;/em&gt; Ava. It's Ava. Not Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Right. You're playing dress up. You're here playing dress up. You have a husband Rebecca, you have a baby. And I have a life. That girl you were talking to earlier today, when you were playing Med student, I'm screwing her. She might be a bigger wreck than I am, but at least she's not married. At least she's not gonna get me suspended. At least she's not trying to pretend to be somebody she's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava/Rebecca:&lt;/em&gt; Alex-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; No, you gotta ask yourself what you're doing here! 'Cause I think if you could get honest, if you could just tell the damn truth for one minute, I think you'd have to admit you're not here to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[he kisses her]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina [to Lexie]:&lt;/em&gt; You did a good job today. That was not easy. What you did was not easy, it's brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie [to Cristina]:&lt;/em&gt; I have no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; Any chance you people wanna get a drink with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Why would we wanna do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; She's saying she needs a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, fine, let's drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; You won't hit on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I can't promisse that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; And if I say please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; He stil can't promisse that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm drinking. Are you drinking, Lexie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I drink would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm never gonna be Cristina. It's not gonna happen, and i'm never gonna be Erica Hahn. I am not kick-ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; And I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; We're not gonna make this work, are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; So you're saying, maybe someday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I'm saying maybe someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Come on, Izzie. Dance party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Somedays the whole world seems upside down. And then somehow, improbably and when you least expect it, the world rights it self again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7654277161986217824?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7654277161986217824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7654277161986217824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/quotes-4-temporada-410.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.10'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-898077128656024984</id><published>2007-11-27T11:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T18:02:30.239-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Crash Into Me, Part 1"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; We go into medicine because we want to save lives. We go into medicine because we want to do good. We go into medicine for the rush... For the high... For the ride. But, what we rememeber at the end of most days are the losses. What we lay awake at night replaying is the pain we caused or failed to cure. The lives we ruined or failed to save. So the experience of practicing medicine rarely resembles the goal. The experience too often is ass backwards and upsidedown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; My problem is I'm sleeping with a man who's dating. And I don't care if he dates Sidney. It's the woman he dates after Sidney. That's my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Y'know, I'm gonna tell him. I don't want him seeing other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Good. Fine. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm gonna tell him, and I feel good about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Dancing makes you brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm so sick of Meredith and Cristina and their stupid love affair with each other that they have to rub in everyone's faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm going to go in early. I'm going to get on hard-core, Erica-Hahn cardio and I'm gonna kick ass at it. And when I kick ass at cardio, it's going to piss Cristina off, but it won't matter, because I'll be a kick-ass cardio god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm late for Sloan's meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Also, I'm not speaking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Alex kisses her and she kisses back]&lt;br /&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm still not speaking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; You don't have to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; They look scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; They're medical professionals, Nick, a healthy level of fear is encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; OK, then. Uh, if I do die, it would have been lovely meeting you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark [to the doctors]:&lt;/em&gt; See, the patient is confident, you should be confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They are outside the ER with a patient and Meredith sees an ambulance coming too fast. Izzie and Cristina are fighting over the patient.]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie [to Cristina]:&lt;/em&gt; You can't call dibs on a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You guys, I think we should move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Let go of the gurney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Move!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They move and the ambulances crash with another]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; How am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Strong and stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Strong and stable? Two words that have never been used to describe me. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek [to George]:&lt;/em&gt; What's going on with you and Stevens? Just because I don't sleep in your house anymore doesn't mean I don't hear the gossip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; You seeing anyone? I... I'm just making conversation. My... my artery is exposed and it kinda limits my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Okay. Yes... Kind of... I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Nice guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah. He is. Well, he is kinda nice guy disguised as a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Oh yeah, I... I know that type. My... my girlfriend was a nice girl disguised as a vapid narcissist. But then it turned out she really she really&lt;br /&gt;was just a vapid narcissist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wife [in the background]:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not gonna leave you, I'm not. I'm not leaving here right now without you, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I've never seen her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I've never seen her before. I've worked in this hospital all this time and before today she was a complete stranger to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; It happens, it's a big hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wife [in the background]:&lt;/em&gt; I love you, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I've never met her before and I'm the person who handed her the worst day of her life. In her story that's who I am. That's who I'll always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; That's the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; That's the job, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Look at me. This day, this day you feel helpless. This day makes all those other days when you fight to save a life and lose. This day makes you greatful you have a chance to do anything at all. You take it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Wife screams and cries]&lt;br /&gt;Cheif: &lt;/em&gt;It's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; So, uh, you want to help me plot my revenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Uh Uh. Here's what I'm thinking. I page her here, and then, uh, you know, I'm all,like, "I'm dying and I just need to gaze at your beauty one last time" and then she gets here,and I flash her the artery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; It's mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Okay. Can you get me a phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Hahn asked Mark for help with a patient]&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; Can you make time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Can you make time for a drink with me after?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Hahn: &lt;/em&gt;Did I mention time is a factor here? I'm looking for a Yes or No answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; As am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; This may be enjoyable to you, Dr. Sloan, but I've a patient in serious condition. I came to you, because legend has it, that you're the best in plastics. But if bad jokes and sleezy come on's or what are meant for all afternoon , I'll page Webber, second best.&lt;em&gt;(turns and want to go)&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;/em&gt;: Dr. Hahn.. I apologize. And I'll clear my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; Thank you. OR 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard:&lt;/em&gt; Stan, you're a hero, man. You saved Ray's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray:&lt;/em&gt; Stan? Stan? Stan? Damn it, Stan! Stan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I'm rising above, I'm rising above and do not want to be crossed while I'm busy rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn [to Alex and Izzie]:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sure whatever you're talking about is endlessly exciting but I kind of had my mind set on saving a life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr Hann [to Mark]:&lt;/em&gt; What are we, on a date here? I was complimenting your surgical skills, Dr. Sloan. Not looking through a window into your wounded soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Well,you want me to help you plot your revenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick:&lt;/em&gt; Okay. Here's what I'm thinking. You go out with me. Just like that. Bam! New boyfriend. And he'll be all "what's he got that I don't have?", and you'll be all "carotid artery exposed. Top that, loser!" and he'll be all "I can't, I can't top that, I am a loser"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They laugh and then the worst happens, his artery explodes]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-898077128656024984?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/898077128656024984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/898077128656024984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-409.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.09'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7792537799014340104</id><published>2007-11-21T09:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:38:40.811-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Forever Young"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; There comes a point in your life when you're officially an adult. Suddenly, you're old enough to vote, drink, and engage in other adult activities. Suddenly, people expect you to be repsonsible, serious... a grown up. We get taller, we get older. But do we ever really grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molly:&lt;/em&gt; You better be able to fix my face. I have pom statewides in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; You're a cheerleader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molly:&lt;/em&gt; I'm a pom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Cheerleaders just jump around. Poms are dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Alex and Callie look at him]&lt;br /&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I was on the football team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I'm not sure you're gonna be doing any dancing in the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molly:&lt;/em&gt; You better be lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Not lying. You have very serious knee and leg fractures, not to mention a cracked coccyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molly:&lt;/em&gt; What the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; That's the bone at the bottom of your spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molly:&lt;/em&gt; Uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; The bottom of your bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molly:&lt;/em&gt; My ass? I broke my ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; That's one way to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Don't look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; I never knew what to say to them. In high school. Kids like him. They were always so... separate from the rest of us, you know, alone. It wasn't like that for me. I was prom queen and class valedictorian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I wouldn't broadcast that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahn [to Sloan]:&lt;/em&gt; Is it me or there are teeny boppers staring at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[the girls laugh]&lt;br /&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I get that a lot. It started when I was their age, never really went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Mark calls them]&lt;br /&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; What can I do for you ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brunette Girl:&lt;/em&gt; Tell him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blonde Girl:&lt;/em&gt; No! It's- it's embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You can tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brunette Girl:&lt;/em&gt; You look exactly like her dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The other girl nods, Hahn and the Chief laugh, Sloan can't believe it]&lt;br /&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Swing and miss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek [to Sloan]:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, Dad! Want to get a drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Your dad was in the ER today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So, you know he was drunk and he put his hand through a window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I know it was Susan's birthday and I'm sure it was a very hard day for the both of you. And he wasn't actually a problem, he was kinda charming. But, he seemed very sad and I'd hate to see it happen again so maybe you should think about keeping a better eye on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Everyday is my mothers birthday. My mother was born in March. He lied. He's a liar. And I'm glad. Really, I'm glad that you found him charming. I'm sure he was delightful. He's a blast after five drinks, not so much after nine though; he gets a little weepy and mean. He's a drunk, Meredith. He probably came in and told you how wonderful you are. How sad he is he doesn't get to spend more time with you. You know, yesterday he told me I was his favorite daughter. The day before, I was an ungreatful bitch. The week before, he wrote me a check for twenty-thousand dollars because he said I deserved everything life had to offer because he was so proud of me, a lifetimes worth of proud. So thank you for letting me know that I need to keep a better eye on him. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Lexie storms away. Meredith leans against the wall to catch her breath.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, you want to come in for a minute and sit down? Meredith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry about all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, please. You have nothing to apologize for. Nothing it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm keeping you from doing your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; This is my job, at least part of it. Think of it as... the principal's office, only I'm the nice principal. Anyways, I promised your mom I would take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I told you you don't have to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; I know. I know I don't, but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl 1: &lt;/em&gt;This is so sad. I used to walk by his house everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl 2:&lt;/em&gt; He was in my algerbra class... I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Marissa, I know that this seems impossible right now, but you will get through this. Danny would have wanted you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marissa:&lt;/em&gt; You don't know what he would have wanted. You're just like them. You're a prom queen and you're trying to act like you know what it's like for me. Lady, you have no idea what it's like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: &lt;/em&gt;I wasn't a prom queen. I was the girl in the cheap clothes from the trailer park who got pregnant. I got thrown in the pregnant girls class. None of the mothers would let their kids hang out with me. But I got through it. You will get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl 2: &lt;/em&gt;I'm gonna write a letter to his mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl 1:&lt;/em&gt; That's really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl 2: &lt;/em&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl 2:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Get out. You're not even supposed to be in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl 2:&lt;/em&gt; She's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She's his friend. His best friend. Go away. Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marissa:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; It's okay. You just lost your best friend. It's... it's the worst thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheerleader:&lt;/em&gt; I am never gonna be captian again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You know, I was... I was fired from a job recently-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheerleader:&lt;/em&gt; You were fired from being a doctor and they let you cut open my ass?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, shut your trap for eight seconds and let me finish. I didn't get fired from being a doctor, I got fired from being being like, well our version of squad captian. Which is mostly about organizing crap... not about surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheerleader:&lt;/em&gt; So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; So, I got to go back to the part that I like... which is kind of a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Both smile]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Night, Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Sit down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Sit down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; What do you care? With your hair products and your perfect little face, perfect little life. What do you care how I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; My perfect little life. Have you been paying attention at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I pay attention. I pay attention! I pay attention to people in all walks of life, all types. I notice people. I see people. It's guys like you who don't see people like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I don't see you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not talking about you, Shepherd. Just guys like you. Who don't see girls like me. We don't exist for you. We exist to do your homework! We exist to build your ego up... I am a successful married mother. I am chief resident, I am CHIEF resident of a major metropolitan hospital! I am a surgeon, who saved his life today! And he still doesn't see me... I may as well still be that high school girl with the mushroom haircut and the coke bottle glasses and the band uniform. The girl who didn't get to go to homecoming dance cause it didn't even occur to him to ask me. All those late nights tutoring him, and it didn't even occur to him to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Mmm. Band uniform. Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Do I look like I wanna be mocked by you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No, you don't. I'm just gonna say one thing. In high school, I was 110 pounds, and I hadn't yet figured out hair product, so I had a big afro. And, um, I had acne... and I too, wore a band uniform. Sax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Oboe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I would have been honored to take a girl like you to homecoming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Hey Rose! Rose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; You know my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I had to ask around but now I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose [she smiles]:&lt;/em&gt; Oh good for you. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Hang on, I should have recognized you form the OR today. We worked together for three hours, it was thoughtless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose:&lt;/em&gt; I've worked on 36 of your surgeries and today was the first time we made eye contact. Like I said, hospital is no better than high school. Good night, Dr. Shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm in love with this incredible guy and we're having problems. And my best friend, he would know what to say to me about it. I need to be able to talk to my best friend. I cannot get through this without my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why isn't this easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I want my best friend back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; In some ways we grow up. We have families, we get married, divorced, but for the most part, we still have the same problems that we did when we were fifteen. No matter how much we grow taller, grow older, we are still forever stumbling, forever wondering, forever young.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7792537799014340104?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7792537799014340104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7792537799014340104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-408.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.08'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5512988947891499796</id><published>2007-11-12T23:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:27:11.621-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Physical Attraction... Chemical Reaction"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith (voiceover):&lt;/em&gt; Before we were doctors, we were med students, which meant we spend a lot of time of studying chemistry. Organic chemistry, biochemistry, we learned it all. But when you're talking about human chemistry only one thing matters: either you've got it or you don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, I'm late. Dropped off the Chief's dry cleaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You're doing his laundry? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm helping out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, what's he doing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: &lt;/em&gt;He has an extensive DVD collection [&lt;em&gt;pauses, raises his eyebrows, and exhales]&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark: [Pauses]&lt;/em&gt; You're dating the Chief. Huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: &lt;/em&gt;Hey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You look weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I don't look weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: &lt;/em&gt;I look fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I know you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; It's horrible. The sex. With Izzie...[whispers] horrible. It's like she's trying to hard i-its...you ever seen a porno? Not that Izzie's a porno; she's an angel, but it's like she's trying to...channel a porn star and she's trying to act all dirty and sexy, which sounds great, right? But in reality I just wanna say, "Izzie, just because you can do that with your legs doesn't mean that you should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [Winces and sticks her finger in her ear]&lt;/em&gt; Eh...I wanna run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Run, run. Run now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [To Meredith] [Sighs]&lt;/em&gt; I love George. Oh, God I do, I love him, and I'm so happy because he's kind and smart and um, sweet and sexy. He's perfect, perfect, except for the fact that he kisses like a chicken. You know a chicken pecking the ground for food, justs pecking and pecking and pecking, and when he's pecking at me like that I forget that I love him, I forget that he's kind and sweet and sexy and I just wanna scream, "Stop pecking at me!" Did he peck you like a chicken, Mer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; I am painting Burke's apartment so I can stop calling it Burke's apartment. A happy color. Red. Like blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith(voiceover):&lt;/em&gt; Chemistry, either you´ve got it or you don´t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5512988947891499796?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5512988947891499796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5512988947891499796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-407.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.07'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7132215352561856550</id><published>2007-11-05T19:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:43:40.714-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Kung Fu Fighting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; There's this thing about being a surgeon. Maybe it's pride or maybe it's just about being tough. But a true surgeon never admits they need help unless absolutely necessary. Surgeons don't need to ask for help because they're tougher than that. Surgeons are cowboys. Rough around the edges. Hardcore. At least, that's what they want you to think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, what are your other symptoms? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Ok... There's the father thing. The mother thing. The sister thing... Mmm... The dying and coming back to life thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You have too many things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I can't sleep. I can't sleep without the dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; And the panic attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; One, one panic attack. What's wrong with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; As far as a I can tell... Severe abandonment issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; That's crap. Psych is crap. Issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; It's in the book. The book said it, not me. Have you consider maybe you and Derek should stop having break-up sex? Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; The more available he gets the more I pull away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What do you mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Nothing. It's a Derek thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; This is absurd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Hey... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You shouldn't be sleeping in the on-call room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No, you know what, you are flirting with cardio. I am married to cardio. You will marry... general surgery. Or you know, ok, perhaps neuro. But you, you are nowhere near hardcore enough to commit to cardio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; So you are telling me to stop flirting with your husband. Ha-ha, I get it. That's cute. But if you're going to ask me a favor, insulting my personal life is probably not a great tactic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No, no, wait I am not talking about your sex life. I could not care less about your sex life. It's a skydiver. Izzie. A skydiver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh yeah, sounds real cool. Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I drowned. I was sinking. I died. And you know what I realized? I realized how stupid all of my issues are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm waiting for how this' applied to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It doesn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Of course not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well that man fell, and all he wanted was one last chance to tell Sally how he felt about her. And I got one last chance. I got my chance. And what have I done with it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know, being aware of your crap and actually overcoming you crap are to very different things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Remember when I was dead? Before I went in that water everything was so... complicated. Hard. And then you pulled me out of the water and I came back to life. For a moment everything was so clear. As if the water had washed everything clean. Do you remember that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; There's a clarity thing when you cross over the edge. There's a moment when everything just melts away and you're fearless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It goes away. The feeling. That feeling that you have right now, today. That feeling like you can do anything. That clarity. It goes away. And you go right back to being the coward who can't tell the person you love how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, what are you doing tonight? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; As in.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; What are you doing. Tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Look, uh, I'm not a nice guy. I don't date. I don't call the next day. I'm not looking for a relationship cause I'm never good at 'em. And honestly I'm kinda hung up on somebody else. So the only thing you're ever going to get from me is sex. That's it. And that's never usually enough for girls like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Did you only shave one leg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [starts crying]&lt;/em&gt; I know, I'm sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I can't stop, Cristina. I just can't stop seeing Derek. And it's not about the sex. Its not... about the sex. It's about that moment afterward. When the world stops. It just feels so safe. So safe. I'm not ready to give that up. Does that make me sad and weak and pathetic? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Mm... A little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What do I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; [to Alex, after Meredith walks in on them] Alex, please tell me you don't live with Meredith Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Deep down, everyone wants to believe they can be hardcore. But being hardcore isn't just about being tough - it's about acceptance. Sometimes you have to give yourself permission to not be hardcore for once. You don't have to be tough every minute of every day. It's okay to let down your guard. In fact, there are moments when it's the best thing you can possibly do - as long as you choose your moments wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7132215352561856550?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7132215352561856550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7132215352561856550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-406.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.06'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-2457059143612803154</id><published>2007-10-26T17:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:56:14.085-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Haunt You Everyday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; There’s a reason surgeons learn to wield scalpels. We like to pretend we're hard, cold scientists. We like to pretend we're fearless. But the truth is we become surgeons because somewhere deep down we think we can cut away that which haunts us. Weakness, frailty, death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What are we looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith put her Mom in a baggie and brought her to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I had to get her out of my closet, she was haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Now she's haunting us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You should direct your questions to Dr. Bailey, Stevens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, we're directing our questions to Dr. Bailey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, not you, just Stevens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miranda:&lt;/em&gt; Why is Stevens directing her questions to Dr. Bailey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Because she's been sleeping with my husband. Alrighty then, have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [to Mer]&lt;/em&gt; This is more disturbing than your bag full of Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It's charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It's my mom. I had her in the cubby and she was freaking people out. I was just gonna go put her in the car. Do you think that's disrespectful? To leave her in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; It's a little...&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: It's not that strange. I mean, I'm trying to figure out how to put her to rest. I can't shove her in the back of my closet anymore. I have to deal with her. And this is me trying... to evolve. I'm trying here. So, cubby or car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You're asking me if I think you should put your mom's ashes in your cubby or your car. You don't think that's very very strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy:&lt;/em&gt; Are those really your mom's ashes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; It's strange, right? It's strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olivia:&lt;/em&gt; Don't. Don't do that. Don't smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Nurse:&lt;/em&gt; Don't smile at her. Don't smile at me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olivia:&lt;/em&gt; We're on to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Nurse:&lt;/em&gt; We've compared notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Compared notes? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olivia:&lt;/em&gt; Compared notes. Compared pick-up lines. Compared techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Techniques...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olivia and Other Nurse:&lt;/em&gt; Identical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Identical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olivia:&lt;/em&gt; We formed a club. Nurses United Against Mark Sloan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Are there any club activities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You gotta love Halloween. All the crazies come out to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I heard. About your marriage. And if there's anything you need me to do, to cheer you up, I'm around. Day or night. Night, in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What did you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I spread the word you were lookin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You spread the word I was looking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Lookin' ... it sounds much dirtier without the "g".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Yang, did you hear? Dr. Hahn has agreed to become our new head of cardio-thorasic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You can't have my apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-2457059143612803154?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/2457059143612803154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/2457059143612803154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-405.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.05'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7555491221242784505</id><published>2007-10-19T17:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T18:27:08.074-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"The Heart of the Matter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; In life, only one thing is certain, apart from death and taxes. No matter how hard you try, no matter how good your intentions, you are going to make mistakes. You’re going to hurt people. You’re going to get hurt. And if you ever want to recover... there’s really only one thing you can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I forgive you. You made a mistake. But we took vows, till dead pull us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We can do sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Ah! Now you're paying atention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Lexie is not that bad, is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh. Are we not hating her anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, we still hate the idea of her. We just realized we don't have a reason to hate the actual person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; She's an intern. It's reason enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I think you may be the new nazi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You're damn right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Now I know charting doesn't seem as exciting as surgery, but it is as important. Believe me when I tell you, penmanship saves lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Is that a 7, or is that a 9? If I have to ask myself that in the middle of an emergency, your patient is dead. You killed him. With your handwriting. Think about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; George told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; He told you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Everything. Cafeteria. Noon. You and me. Be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norman:&lt;/em&gt; I know, right! It's like, 'Seriously, you're an intern?' But it's seriously true! Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norman:&lt;/em&gt; So he's the one you call McDreamy, McSleezy, Mc... --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Norman, we have labs to deliver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norman:&lt;/em&gt; McSteamy! He's the one you girls call McSteamy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Are you aware that McDreamy and the other Grey are bonding? With their mutual 'Meredith Greyness'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I just had to tell a 48 years old woman she's going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Now you can talk to a 24 years old woman she's going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I slept with George. I know. I know I'm a terrible person. Which's why I'm gonna let her get one good punch in. Maybe two, I deserve it. No, one, then you pull her off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; You slept with O'Malley?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Alex! You said you wouldn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I won't. Believe me. This... I'm embarrassed for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong with these interns? We weren't like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We were great interns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I was great. You were, you're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm just saying, I learned how to fight in a trailler park. Where did she learn to fight? Boarding school? Not quite the same thing. I'm a street fighter. There's some bad ass in me. I can take a girl down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; People are stupid and just want to be loved. That's the only reason anyone does anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief [to niece, Camille]:&lt;/em&gt; My world is a better place with you in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You are the one who should be humiliated. You are the one who should be ashamed. You are the one who should... How you dare come to me for forgiveness, you traitorous bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So, I got Alex to cover for me so I can leave right after I round on my patients. 48 uninterrupted hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah yeah... um... you know, maybe this is not a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What did Lexie say about me?&lt;br /&gt;Derek: She didn't say anything. I did all the talking. Oh, don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So what, you're friends with my sister now? I mean, you talked to the other Grey about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You know what I talked about with the other Grey? All the things this Grey won't let me say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You can say anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I want to marry you. I want to have kids with you. I want to build us a house. I want to settle down and grow old with you. I want to die when I'm 110 years old, in your arms. I don't want 48 uninterrupted hours. I want a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith steps back a little]&lt;br /&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; See what happens? I say things like that, and you fight the urge to run in the opposite direction. It's ok. I understand. I didn't, but now I do. I do. You're just getting started and I've been doing this for a long time. Deep down, you're still an intern, and you're not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not ready right now. But things can stay the way they are, and I can get ready. I'll get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Things can't stay the way they are. We can still meet in the elevator, the on-call room. And maybe you'll get ready. And I'll wait. I'll wait until you're ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, but what if, what if while I'm waiting, I meet someone who is ready to give me what I want from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What if you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Forgive and forget. That's what they say. It's good advice, but it's not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled. Old wounds never heal. And the most we can hope for is that one day we'll be lucky enough to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7555491221242784505?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7555491221242784505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7555491221242784505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-404.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.04'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-2705830322038139102</id><published>2007-10-12T20:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:22:18.579-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.03</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Let the Truth Sting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Doctors give patients a number of things. We give them medicine, we give them advice, and most of the time we give them our undivided attention. But, by far, the hardest thing you can give a patient is the truth. The truth is hard. The truth is awkward. And very often the truth hurts. I mean, people think they want the truth. But do they really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; She's doing McDreamy! She's doing McDreamy and lying about it. Did she thinks I'm weak, that I'm fragile?! That I can't handle it because of Burke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [pretending to be sad and broken]&lt;/em&gt; Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know. I think it's all just hitting me. Stupid Burke dumping me and then stupid Mama coming to reclaim her magic necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You wanna to talk about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No, not really, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, well if there's anything I can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I just wish I had a bloody surgery. Bloody surgeries has made me feel better. &lt;em&gt;[sighs]&lt;/em&gt; 1,2,3,4, follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Do you ever feel old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm young. I'm a fetus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith isn't telling Cristina about us. And, well, she tells Cristina everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I thought you broke that off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I meant to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You think she's gonna wanna get back together. You think she's gonna grow up and get all whole and want a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You're a bad liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You're old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I'm just getting started, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm stock in the pit with this know-nothing interns. Do you think eventually I catch a break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina, are we ever gonna to talk about this? The Burke thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not Izzie. I'm not gonna lie on the bathroom floor all day. I'm gonna lie here. On the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'll trade you the hemiglossectomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You take the hemiglossectomy and I will take the ER and your interns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Take the surgery. Makes you feel better. You're starting to freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith leaves]&lt;br /&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I saw the whole thing, Yang. You can stop pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh I'm not pretending. I'm sad. I'm very sad. &lt;em&gt;[makes a childish voice]&lt;/em&gt; Me so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe I should try it, to see if I could get Grey to take my new intern. Yes you tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, forget it. Sad is mine. Go find your own pretend-emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Just say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I slept with Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; The truth is painful. Deep down nobody wants to hear it, especially when it hits close to home. Sometimes we tell the truth because the truth is all we have to give. Sometimes we tell the truth because we need to say it out loud to hear it for ourselves. And sometimes we tell the truth because we just can't help ourselves. Sometimes, we tell them because we owe them at least that much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-2705830322038139102?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/2705830322038139102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/2705830322038139102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-403.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.03'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5357920892700666653</id><published>2007-10-05T20:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:19:32.456-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Love/Addiction"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; In the hospital, we see addiction every day. It's shocking how many kinds of addiction exist. It would be too easy if it were just drugs and booze and cigarettes. I think the hardest part of kicking a habit is wanting to kick it. I mean, we get addicted for a reason, right? Often, too often, things that start out as just a normal part of your life at some point cross the line to obsessive, compulsive, out of control. It's the high we're chasing, the high that makes everything else fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Let me guess, you and Grey are back together and you've been up all night doing the horizontal salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Mambo. Horizontal mambo. Meredith and I, we're just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Sexy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You're like the worst, most juvenile human being I've ever met in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You know the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; How many nurses have you slept with this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; That's not a problem, man. That’s an adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Would you look at the residents, big snazzy residents, standing around playing with housewares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; Turn a blind eye and the soup tureen's yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Pager beeps]&lt;br /&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; Carnage in the pit. My day is improving. &lt;em&gt;[Christina walks away and turns to her interns]&lt;br /&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Follow. &lt;em&gt;[Interns run to follow her]&lt;br /&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; We're not gonna round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; Carnage trumps rounds, Three. Write that down. Carnage always trumps rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; What do we have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Gas main blew in an apartment building, five injured, some badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; Excellent.... Horrible, horrible -- sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, what's the 911?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; Mama is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Your mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; No, not my mother. Mama. Mama is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, Burke's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, make the synapses fire a little more quickly, Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We agreed, S&amp;amp;M only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; S&amp;amp;M?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Sex and mockery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Still, they say you don’t kick the habit until you hit rock bottom, but how do you know when you’re there? Because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us, sometimes letting it go hurts even worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5357920892700666653?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5357920892700666653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5357920892700666653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-402.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.02'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-3650729773336293523</id><published>2007-09-11T20:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:14:41.524-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/09/quotes-4-temporada-401.html"&gt;4.01: "A Change is Gonna Come"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-402.html"&gt;4.02: "Love/Addiction"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-403.html"&gt;4.03: "Let the Truth Sting"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-404.html"&gt;4.04: "The Heart of the Matter"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-4-temporada-405.html"&gt;4.05: "Haunt You Everyday"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-406.html"&gt;4.06: "Kung Fu Fighting"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-407.html"&gt;4.07: "Physical Attraction... Chemical Reaction"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-408.html"&gt;4.08: "Forever Young"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-4-temporada-409.html"&gt;4.09: "Crash Into me, Part 1"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/quotes-4-temporada-410.html"&gt;4.10: "Crash Into me, Part 2"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/01/quotes-4-temporada-411.html"&gt;4.11: "Lay Your Hands on me"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-412.html"&gt;4.12: "Where the Wild Things Are"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-413.html"&gt;4.13: "Pieces of My Heart"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-414.html"&gt;4.14: "The Becoming"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-415.html"&gt;4.15: "Losing My Mind"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-4-temporada-41617.html"&gt;4.16/17: "Freedom"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/guia-de-quotes-1-temporada-2-temporada.html"&gt;Voltar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-3650729773336293523?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3650729773336293523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3650729773336293523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/09/quotes-4-temporada.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8424311950505928936</id><published>2007-09-11T20:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T02:57:59.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"A Change is Gonna Come"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; In the practice of medicine, change is inevitable. New surgical techniques are created, procedures are updated, levels of expertise increase. Innovation is everything. Nothing remains the same for long. We either adapt to change, or we get left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The new residents meet their new interns.]&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: [to interns]&lt;/em&gt; I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number one, don't bother sucking up. I already hate you, that's not gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Traumas protocol, phone lists, pagers. The nurses will page you, you answer every page at a run. A run. That's rule number two. &lt;em&gt;[notices the interns are not following her]&lt;/em&gt; You're supposed to follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; The first shift starts now and lasts 36 hours. You're grunts, nobodies, the bottom of the surgical food chain. You run labs, write orders, you work every second night until you drop. And you don't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; On call rooms. Sleep when you can, where you can. You know, but not with anybody. Not attendings, especially not attendings. Sleeping with attendings, not a good idea. Where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Hm... rule number three. If you're sleeping, do not wake you unless the patient is actually dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; The dying patient better not be dead when I get there, because not only will you have killed someone, you will have woken me for no good reason. Are we clear? &lt;em&gt;[Lexie raises her hand]&lt;/em&gt; Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; That was four rules. You said five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Rule number five. When I move, you move. &lt;em&gt;[awkward pause as her pager doesn't beep]&lt;/em&gt; Go! &lt;em&gt;[Cristina's interns scramble off]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, Hum... 1, 2, go get snack packs. 3 and 4 go meet the ambulances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [laughing]&lt;/em&gt; 1 and 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, I know. I can't remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [raises a hand]&lt;/em&gt; I don't respond to being called a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; George, go wait for the ambulance. The rest of you come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Alright, you guys, standing agaist the wall and out of the way, unless I call for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; If you guys have any question at all, just ask. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leo:&lt;/em&gt; I heard she, like, freaked out, killed a guy and had to go on probation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; So, hey, you're an intern. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; I won't tell anybody--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; That's- That's ok, I'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Do you know wich one is Meredith Grey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah... I haven't told her you're here yet. I was going to--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; So you know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Grey, don't let them just stand here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Let's move, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, how-- &lt;em&gt;[Lexie jumps into the conversation]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, I'm so sorry about before. I was so nervous about meeting you. Don't block the E.R. doors, I know that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [to Lexie]&lt;/em&gt; You're the girl from the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; The girl from the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh my God. Yeah. Oh my God! Yeah! &lt;em&gt;[Derek laughs]&lt;/em&gt; Oh my God, you work here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Girl from the bar? I'm the girl from the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith leaves angrily]&lt;br /&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; She hates me. My sister hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith's your sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lexie:&lt;/em&gt; My half-sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Callie's a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You're right. I'm not helping him, I'm helping Bambi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; How is Meredith, by the way? Is she Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; She's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; She's always fine. That's your problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; We're fine people. We do fine. We're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to George]&lt;/em&gt; I tell you that I love you, and not one word? For 17 days? Where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm bambi. I'm bambi, George. If anyone in this situation is a sad little cartoon character, it's me. I'm all alone in the forest, all alone in the forest, George. And my mother's been shot by a hunter and where are you? Where the hell are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Seems like you could use a friend by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith's mother never wanted her. And her father wasn't man enough to hang around. She has the right to be damaged. And us, together, it's a big step for her. Then her best friend gets left on the altar and all she sees now is things like this, they don't work. She panics. She wants this, she doesn't know how to have it. And you know what? That's not her fault. So don't ever talk to me about Meredith Grey again. You do NOT know what you are talking about. And don't want a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I...uhm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You're not ready for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I asked for too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; So, this is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; We're breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We're breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [Walks to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; We're broken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They start kissing]&lt;br /&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Break-up kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Break-up kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [Removes his jacket]&lt;/em&gt; Lets have break-up sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, lets have break-up sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Change; we don't like it, we fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. And it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn't is lying. But here's the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Sometimes change is everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8424311950505928936?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8424311950505928936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8424311950505928936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/09/quotes-4-temporada-401.html' title='Quotes &gt; 4ª Temporada &gt; 4.01'/><author><name>Gaby</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bu0DM1KilZg/Sm-fHWz8-rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DA-tDd4qr0M/S220/31+3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-4953856441984248323</id><published>2007-05-15T21:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:40:42.555-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Didn't We Almost Have It All?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Being Chief... Is about responsibility. Every single surgical patient in a hospital is your patient. Whether you're the one who cut them open or not. The scalpel stops with you. You need to be able to look at her family. And to tell them your team did everything they could to save someone's life. The husband, the wife. Taking care about the people's families. And responsibility... It makes you... You take care of the people's families. But you sacrifice your own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I have a surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I heard you were the best man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Maid of honor, best man, kind of perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: &lt;/em&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I know I haven't been myself lately, but I'm me again, so I was thinking may be you should sleep over because the me that I'm is horny for the you that you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I met a woman last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You met a woman last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm telling you this because we don't keep secrets. I don't keep secrets. Nothing happened. She was pretty, I noticed. And we talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You met a woman last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Should I be worried or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Should you be worried that I met a woman? No. Should you be worried that, for me, flirting with that woman was a highlight of my week? Yeah, you should be worried or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mama Jane:&lt;/em&gt; What were we planing to do about your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; My eyebrows? No... thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You nervous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; No, not really. More excited. Well, except about my vows. I wrote them myself. And I don't know. They may be too… I want them to be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Well, let's hear ‘em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You got a room full of women. Try them out on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke: [after a pause]&lt;/em&gt; Cristina, I could promise…to hold you, and to cherish you. I can promise to be there in sickness and in health. I could say, ‘til death do us part. But I won't. Those vows are for optimistic couples. The ones full of hope. And I do not stand here, on my wedding day, optimistic or full of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I am not optimistic. I am not hopeful. I am sure. I am steady. And I know that I'm a heart man. I take it apart, I put ‘em together, I hold them in my hands. I am a heart man. So this, I am sure: you are my partner, my lover, my very best friend. My heart, my heart, beats for you. And on this day, the day of our wedding, I promise you this: I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your hands. I promise you me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Addison sighs]&lt;br /&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Too trite? Because I can rewrite it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [teary-eyed]&lt;/em&gt; No. No, it's…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I think I speak for every woman in this room when I say, dump her. Dump Yang and marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Everyone laughs]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Ah, hold on a minute. Just wanna make sure no one is around so I can say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; We said everything we needed to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Shut up. &lt;em&gt;[She grabbes his tie]&lt;/em&gt; I am an optimist. I am hopeful. I am not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Look, I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Let me speak. Because I'm your best friend and because I love you, if what you want is to be with Callie, then I would do anything in my power to support you and help you make your marriage work. And because I'm your best friend and because I love you, I also have to say... that I'm in love with you... I'm in love with you. I can't promise a future, I can't promise perfection because we're us and I'm me, and who knows what would happen. But in my heart, I'm sure. I'm in love with you, George, and I hope you're in love with me too... Say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; Got discharged. Me and the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, come on! You just- you just had brain surgery, you're still on antibiotics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; My body's been signed off on by plastics, cardio, orthopedics, neuro and OB. And- And also my teeth got the blessing from, wait I can say this, prosthodontics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, but there's still your memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; You know how I know my memory is fine? Because I can say prosthodontics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, but the baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; Discharged. By peds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[She closes the door]&lt;br /&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; I have every reason to go, and- and- and yeah, I'm scared, and yeah this is moving at warp speed, and yeah I'm freaking out, but Jeff is good, and Jeff is the father of my child, the man is out buying a car seat right now, and the minute he gets back... I have every reason to go, because medically there's no need for me to stay... medically....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, yeah, okay, then I'll just check the chart, we'll see what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; Are you... Do I have to spell everything out for you? Did you sniff too much glue as a child? I'm asking you something here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; I- I want you to give me a reason to stay, a real reason... Jeff is a decent guy, good decent guy, but to him I'm Rebecca and I don't know if I am Rebecca anymore...you know me, you knew when i couldn't even speak who I was. You named me Ava and I was more me as Ava, that I'll ever be as Rebecca... Look I have every reason to go back to my life and I will, unless you... Alex, I'm asking you to give me a reason to stay here, a reason from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Jeff loves you, he is a decent guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ava:&lt;/em&gt; Alex give me a reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He walks to her]&lt;br /&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I think you should stick with the decent guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Alex leaves and Ava stays in her room crying]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Mama took my eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; If you want to break up with me, so that you can see other women, just do it. Don't tell me you met another woman. Just end it, if that's what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Sure you can, here's how it goes. Meredith, I don't want to see you anymore. Meredith, I don't love you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, I do love you. Don't you see? Don't you understand? You're the love of my life. I can't leave you. But you're constantly leaving me. You walk away when you want, you come back when you want. Not everyone, not your friends, but you leave me. So, I'm asking you, if you don't see a future with us. Please... please just end it because I'm in it. Put me out of my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I... I can't. Christina's getting married. I have to go... to make sure she's getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I really need to make sure she gets down that aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Let's go, we're running late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; You okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Fine. You need anything? Mint? A getaway car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;[smiles]&lt;/em&gt; If it's the Chief thing, don't worry about it. You deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Richard didn't pick me to be Chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; We all assumed... Well, who did he pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know... Wasn't me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; You really don't look so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith and I, we may not make it. I think I want it more than she does. But today's your day, it's all about you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; You really are a good best man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Did I fail you, O'Malley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I always find it confusing. If you know the bride AND the groom, which side do you sit on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I just try to find the hottest chick in the room and sit by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Do you want to ditch the reception and grab a drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Stop it. You don't want me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You want Ava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; She's not Ava anymore. She's Rebecca and I barely know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [pauses]&lt;/em&gt; Look at me. Look at me! You suck. To me, you suck. I kind of hate you. But Alex, you do not get unlimited chances to have the things we want. And this I know. Nothing is worse than missing an opportunity that could change your life. No matter what her name is, she'll always be Ava to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; There are no words in my head, okay?! I have no vows. No vows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It's okay, it's going to be okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Would you stop saying that?! Would you say something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Say something what is going to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith chokes]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, please say something, say something! I... I don't know. Say what I would say you if you were me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Good. Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Stop whining. This is your wedding day. You will got on that aisle. You will get married! If I have to kick your ass every step of the way to get you there. You will walk down the aisle and you will get married. Do you hear me Cristina? We need this. We need you to get your happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, I´m ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm ready, I'm fine. Meredith talked me down. Go go go, I'll be right behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, no, I can do this. I had a momentary freakout, but now I'm fine. I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; But you don't want to do this. I'm up there waiting for you to come down the aisle, and I know you don't want to come. I know you don't want to come but that you'll come anyway because you love me. And if I loved you, if I loved you, not the woman that I'm trying to make you be, not the woman that I hope you'll become, but you... if I did, I wouldn't be up there waiting for you. I would be letting you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [shocked]&lt;/em&gt; I am wearing the dress. I am ready. And maybe I didn't want to before, but I want to, now. I really think I want this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I really wish that you didn't think. I wish that you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [to guests]&lt;/em&gt; It's over. You can all go home. It's over... So over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4953856441984248323?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4953856441984248323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4953856441984248323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-325.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.25'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-1112256666558932465</id><published>2007-05-15T21:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:10:51.494-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Testing 1-2-3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;A surgeon's education never ends. Every patient, every symptom, every operation...is a test. A chance for us to demonstrate how much we know. And how much more we have to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Look, I know this is test day and I'm not supposed to be talking about the wedding on test day, but since tomorrow's our wedding day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You have five seconds. Go.&lt;br /&gt;Burke: Bill Adams can't make it. I have no best man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, no, baby, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; And I need your vows -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Ok! Time's up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Test day!&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;em&gt;urke: &lt;/em&gt;What am I supposed to tell the minister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Test day! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; So, how you feeling, Preston? You ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I'm always ready for surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I think he's talking about the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard:&lt;/em&gt; Yah, tomorrow's a big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; And apart from the fact that Cristina hasn't written her vows, my best man just cancelled, and it's still raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; He's not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard:&lt;/em&gt; You're never ready. I certainly wasn't. And then, the minute I saw Adele coming down that aisle... Well. Have you picked your best man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Actually, Chief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You can't be his best man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard:&lt;/em&gt; Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; It's unethical; it's a conflict of interest. The man wants to be Chief of Surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Actually, Derek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Not that that's why you're asking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I was going to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Ask me what? &lt;em&gt;[pauses]&lt;/em&gt; Oh! Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; We have been through a lot this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; And everybody else turned you down. Alright, what do I have to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard:&lt;/em&gt; Well, traditionally, the best man plans the bachelor party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Drinks at Joe's after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I knew you were the man for the job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; The bachelor party was short handed. Which explains why I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I'm the only woman here. Am I supposed to the be the entertainment? Because I'm not stripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [referring to himself and Mark]&lt;/em&gt; That's all right, we've all seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I haven't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You don't have to do this. You don't have to transfer to Mercy West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No. Just forget about you and me for a second. What about Meredith? What about Alex and Christina? Who's gonna hold us together if you're not here? You're the glue. You're George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I can't stay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No one's making you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I can't stay here and see you everyday, and I... I can't keep kissing you in elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I know, I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I'm married... I'm a married man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; You're not to blame for Susan Grey's death and you know that, and your father knows it too. He's just... Well, he's never been the best communicator. And he just lost his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Stop acting like my surrogate father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith I'm, uhm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Just because you slept with my mother... That does not make you my father!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I am being stalked by pregnant women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You're an obstetrician.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; It's a great time. I won't let me and my fossilised eggs discourage you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; We're gonna be friends still if I get pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Absolutely not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Both grin]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; If you called me here to lecture me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; There's a copy of the interns' exam on the table. And a number two pencil and a bottle of water and a sandwich if you get hungry. I assigned a proctor and I will come back in a few hours to check on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The Chief starts to leave]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're not my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He stops immediately and looks at her]&lt;br /&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They exchange a look, then he pulls her into a hug. Relieved, she sinks in his arms and starts to cry]&lt;br /&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; I know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What am I supposed to say? "I swear to love and cherish you every moment of everyday of my life?" I mean, th-th-that's not real. I mean, that's not how it works, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; It does, at first, but then it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No it doesn't. You guys are just used to it, that's all. You already have it, you have that thing everybody else wants. You can take it for granted, but let me tell you, if you didn't - if you couldn't be with the person that you love, I garantee that hearing him promise you, love you and honor you and cherish you, no matter what, it would be pretty much all you could think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Wait, can you say that again? Just slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're talking about Denny right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzy: &lt;/em&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-1112256666558932465?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1112256666558932465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1112256666558932465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-324.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.24'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5927224213185759652</id><published>2007-05-08T19:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:12:24.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.22 e 3.23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"The Other Side of This Life"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;The dream is this - that we'll finally be happy when we reach our goals -find the guy, finish our internship, that's the dream. Then we get there. And if we're human, we immediately start dreaming of something else. Because, if this is the dream, then we'd like to wake up. Now, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Has anybody seen Addison?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Uh– she’s gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; She took a leave of absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Why? I mean, did she tell you why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What did you do to her, Mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; She didn’t give a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Did she tell you where she was going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; All she said was she needed some time. To be happy and free, if I recall correctly. Excuse me. &lt;em&gt;[Chief walks away. Derek looks at Mark and then he walks away too.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Some one have bones that need resetting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Cristina mumbles something]&lt;br /&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Bridesmaids... My mother and Burke's mother have been talking on the phone and now, they are here, with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs Yang:&lt;/em&gt; To plan the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mama Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina led us to believe that you're friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Callie laughs but quickly realizes that they are serious]&lt;br /&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; ...Okay, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Cristina's mom goes to measure under Callie's arms with a tape measure]&lt;br /&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh wow... Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Cristina laughs]&lt;br /&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; What are you- are you? You're actually asking me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; To be my bridesmaid, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [to Derek]&lt;/em&gt; When I drowned, it was different for you than it was for me. Something happened to me, and I really don't know how to explain it without sounding like... I just feel different- I wanna be better at everything, and I wanna let you in. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Did you practice that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Both laugh]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; With hand gestures, but I dropped those. Just, now is not the time to give up on me, ok? That's what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You work with your ex-husband in a shrine for your ex-husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; It's actually a good book. And we're friends. And we stayed friends after we divorced. It's very healthy. We're healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What happened between you and Sam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; Addison – you and I were close in med school, but it was a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Oh- Naomi. Come on – you can’t stay mad at me forever. I know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; You got fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I did not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; Your hair is hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; It is not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; And your getting really, really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Aww-I missed you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; You want to have a baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I want to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sam's Office. Addison slaps Sam's head]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Ow!&lt;br /&gt;Ad&lt;em&gt;dison: &lt;/em&gt;Idiot – you divorced Naomi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Just mind your own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Addison slaps his head again]&lt;br /&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Moron. She’s my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Stop hitting me on top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Did you cheat? &lt;em&gt;[goes in to hit Sam again]&lt;br /&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Okay. &lt;em&gt;[catches her hand]&lt;/em&gt; Two things I learned back in kindergarden. One – keep your hands to yourself. Two – he who smelt it, dealt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; That makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah… Well – you cheated… You cheated on your husband with his best friend. There. Smelt it, dealt it. It works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You're using fart logic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Hey... You want details, go see Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; She won't talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Ah... Then you get no details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I'm on her side, you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; That's why you get no details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [pulls her fists on the desk and yells]&lt;/em&gt; Details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam:&lt;/em&gt; Woman, be quiet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Both grins]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I even missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [laughing in an elevator]&lt;/em&gt; It's just, where I come from elevators tend to be this kind of aphrodisiac, you know? People get on them and they just get all horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Go ahead. I would love to have an excuse to lay you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Whatever you didn't do, sent Addison running through the hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; There is no fertility potencial here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [laughs sarcastical]&lt;/em&gt; Ah... Ok, this is good. This is, ahm, this is just- perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; Addison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I have a great guy, I don't have a baby, because I'm focusing on my career. Then I have the other guy and I don't have his baby because he's not the great guy. And now I don't have the great guy or the other guy and I'm finally ready to have a baby but I can't. That is so... exactly what my life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; Addie, there are other options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I know about the options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; I'm so sorry. I know how much you wanted this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; It's okay. I just- I just didn't realize that I was out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Cooper's standing infront of the coffee maker - staring off into space]&lt;br /&gt;Violet:&lt;/em&gt; Cooper – you're blocking the caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; He’s blocking the caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Violet:&lt;/em&gt; Cooper, if you move, I'll give you a cookie. &lt;em&gt;[Cooper moves. He sighs]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; Hey – did something go wrong with Lisa’s surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooper:&lt;/em&gt; No, we handled it. Addison is uh… excellent, pretty excellent. &lt;em&gt;[sighs again]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Violet:&lt;/em&gt; Only because you sighed twice. What’s the matter, Cooper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooper:&lt;/em&gt;I don't go to hookers, I don't go to strip clubs. I meet women on the internet, who want to meet me. So I like them a little younger and a little dirtier. Is that wrong?&lt;br /&gt;[Naomi and Violet just stare at him]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooper:&lt;/em&gt; It's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; You need to meet a grown up. You need to date someone your own age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Violet:&lt;/em&gt; Someone without a porny internet name and perhaps no criminal past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; A nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Violet:&lt;/em&gt; A reliable girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; Someone who you can have a relationship with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Violet:&lt;/em&gt; You’re a respected doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naomi:&lt;/em&gt; Go out in the real world. Meet a woman your own age and go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Violet:&lt;/em&gt; Be a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete:&lt;/em&gt; There you are. I just stopped by to see how Lisa and the baby are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Addison was crying and wipes her eyes]&lt;br /&gt;Pete:&lt;/em&gt; You okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah – I uh, had a little too much surgery today. I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete:&lt;/em&gt; You look good. You look beautiful. Sam told me I had to stay away from you because your Naomi's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You're flirting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete:&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong with flirting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong with it? What's wrong? What's wrong is that I don't have time for it. I am out of time. I missed my chance. And now I have 2 eggs left, I might as well have no eggs left. I am egg-less. Naomi says she's dried up? I'm the one who's dried up – I'm all barren and dried up. And I'm clearly wasting my time on men. I mean I might as well take up a hobbies. Like needlepoint or collecting those ceramic dolls because that's what dried up women do – they do needlepoint. They don't waste there time flirting with men who clearly just want to get laid. They don’t waste their time telling overly personal information about there eggs to total strangers. Oh my god - I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Addison stands up, Pete grabs her]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete: &lt;/em&gt;I'm going to kiss you. I'm going to kiss you with tongue. I'm going kiss you so you feel it. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They kiss]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What was that for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete:&lt;/em&gt; To remind you that you’re not dried up. If you need me to remind you again - let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Addison: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thatcher: [smacks Meredith accross the face after she breaks the news of Susan's death]&lt;/em&gt; It was hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Maybe we accept the dream has become a nightmare. We tell ourselves that reality is better. We convince ourselves it's better that we never dream at all. But, the strongest of us, the most determined of us, holds on to the dream or we find ourselves faced with a fresh dream we never considered. We wake to find ourselves, against all odds, feeling hopeful. And, if we're lucky, we realize in the face of everything, in the face of life the true dream is being able to dream at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5927224213185759652?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5927224213185759652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5927224213185759652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-322.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.22 e 3.23'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-9196549957283756312</id><published>2007-05-08T19:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:12:32.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Desire"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;As interns, we know what we want, to become surgeons. And we'll do anything to get there. Suffer through killer exam, endure one-hundred hour weeks, Stand for hours on end in operating rooms, you name it, we'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Twenty-eight more days and then it's you and me in a locked room for record breaking, earth shattering, mind blowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [interrupts]&lt;/em&gt; Ok I got it. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; That was less than enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I'm gonna be more enthusiastic when we cross the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, just making sure you haven't lost interest in the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Talk about divine retribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He sleeps with his assistant, a carnivorous fish lodges itself in his penis, that's instant karma if I ever seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Well, Derek wasn't struck by lightning and neither were you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Addison showed up, I had months of pain and self-loathing, crazy ranting mother and near drowning off the side of the dock. I mean, it's no fish in my hoo-hoo, but it's certainly not an easy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know I cheated on my boyfriends and I'm fine. I mean am I the only one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nancy:&lt;/em&gt; The wife always knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief: [To the attendings]&lt;/em&gt; Go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; But we can help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; No, we can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What's that supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; He doesn't have any woman parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not what you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What...are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I slept with someone. I couldn't hold it out. Once a manwhore, always a manwhore, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm getting in your bed naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; See now you can't do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Do what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Not look happy after sex. It's bad for the ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Are we fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Not so convincing. I shouldn't have accused you of hovering. It wasn't nice, you were just trying to be there for me. But now I'm being available, and communicating, and getting naked, and doing all of your favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Then why are you still staring at the ceiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know, it's just- that day you came out of the water- I spent the scariest time of my life trying to breathe through you. I love you and I want you, but I don't know what- you didn't swim. You didn't swim and you know how to. And I don't know if i can- I don't know if I wanna keep trying to breathe for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I should go. I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Wait, you don't even have a penis. How am I the fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Too often, the thing you want most is the one thing you can’t have. Desire leaves us heartbroken, it wears us out. Desire can wreck your life. And as tough as wanting something can be, the people who suffer the most are those who don’t know what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-9196549957283756312?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/9196549957283756312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/9196549957283756312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-321.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.21'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5285444530159943839</id><published>2007-04-25T03:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:16:55.001-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Time After Time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;A patient's history is as important as their symptoms. It's what helps us decide if heart burn's a heart attack... if a head ache's a tumor. Sometimes patients will try to re-write their own histories. They'll claim they don't smoke, or forget to mention certain drugs... which in surgery can be the kiss of death. We can ignore it all we want, but our history eventually always comes back to haunt us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I came here to be chief, but Meredith complicates that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to George]&lt;/em&gt; You don't have to keep avoiding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah I do, until this thing blows over, I do. &lt;em&gt;[to people in the clinic]&lt;/em&gt; Havier Jugerreo? Havier Jugerreo?&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: Blows over? What does that even mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; When Meredith and I uh, eventually it blew over, the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You mean the sad sex? The sad, tragic, depression-inducing sex you had with Meredith is the same as what we-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I can't. Back off. Just for now... back off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Bailey]&lt;/em&gt; I have an eleven year old daughter, and she needs a bone marrow transplant. I'm potentially a good match. Please don't tell anyone, please. This isn't a chapter in my history I want everyone to know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [to Meredith about Marlow]&lt;/em&gt; I need to force him into the defensive..Take his queen. &lt;em&gt;[Meredith gives her a skeptical look]&lt;/em&gt; You've never played chess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not a geek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I've gotta crush him. Annihilate him at his own game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex: [to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; You may be confused since you were basically raised by wolves, but this is what mothers do. They stop by, they stock the fridge..Hey dude, you think she might do our laundry?&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;em&gt;eredith: &lt;/em&gt;Hey! Get your own fake mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark: [to the Chief]&lt;/em&gt; There´s no need to be embarrassed. It´s time to shake off the rust and get back in the game. I'll be your wingman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; We´d make a great team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You've got stuff on your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm trying to scare away cardio-God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; With pretty, pretty fingers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief: [to Mark]&lt;/em&gt; You think that if you get me laid, I'll let you become chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I can say "Hail Mary's" until-until I turn into Mary, but I still miss you, not the sex. It was not tragic, George. But I will live without it but I won't make it if you can't be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Some people believe that without history, our lives amount to nothing. At some point we all have to choose: do we fall back on what we know, or do we step forward to something new? It's hard not to be haunted by our past. Our history is what shapes us... what guides us. Our history resurfaces time after time after time. So we have to remember sometimes the most important history is the history we’re making today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5285444530159943839?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5285444530159943839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5285444530159943839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-after-time-meredith-voiceover.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.20'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-2090781614607665889</id><published>2007-04-16T22:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:34:59.439-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/1-temporada-1.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="1ª Temporada" src="http://www.sghboard.blogger.com.br/mdl_button_1atemporada2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="2ª Temporada" src="http://www.sghboard.blogger.com.br/mdl_button_2atemporada3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="3ª Temporada" src="http://www.sghboard.blogger.com.br/mdl_button_3atemporada3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/09/quotes-4-temporada.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="4ª Temporada" src="http://www.sghboard.blogger.com.br/mdl_button_4atemporada1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotes-5-temporada.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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3ª Temporada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3.html"&gt;3.01: "Time Has Come Today"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_15.html"&gt;3.02: "I am a Tree"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_5080.html"&gt;3.03: "Sometimes a Fantasy"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_6880.html"&gt;3.04: "What I Am" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_3740.html"&gt;3.05: "Oh, the Guilt"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_8789.html"&gt;3.06: "Let The Angels Commit"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_3271.html"&gt;3.07: "Where the Boys Are"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_1429.html"&gt;3.08: "Staring at the Sun"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_831.html"&gt;3.09: "From a Whisper to a Scream"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_2948.html"&gt;3.10: "Don't Stand So Close To Me" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_320.html"&gt;3.11: "Six Days, Part 1" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_467.html"&gt;3.12: "Six Days, Part 2"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_9311.html"&gt;3.13: "Great Expectations" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_16.html"&gt;3.14: "Wishin' and Hopin'"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_7044.html"&gt;3.15: "Walk on Water"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_7726.html"&gt;3.16: "Drowning on Dry Land"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_6571.html"&gt;3.17: "Some Kind of Miracle"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_839.html"&gt;3.18: "Scars and Souvenirs" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_5161.html"&gt;3.19: "My Favorite Mistake"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-after-time-meredith-voiceover.html"&gt;3.20: "Time After Time"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-321.html"&gt;3.21: "Desire"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-322.html"&gt;3.22 e 23: "The Other Side of This Life"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-324.html"&gt;3.24: "Testing 1-2-3"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes-3-temporada-325.html"&gt;3.25: "Didn't We Almost Have It All"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/guia-de-quotes-1-temporada-2-temporada.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4853943324227156745?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4853943324227156745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4853943324227156745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6484862932114666550</id><published>2007-04-16T21:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:17:02.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span  class="h3"&gt;“My Favorite Mistake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;Surgeons always have a plan. Where to cut, where to clamp, where to stitch. But, even with the best plans complications can arise, things can go wrong. And suddenly, you're caught with your pants down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; And God wants you to be an adulterer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; God got a virgin pregnant by magic. God is not playing by the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Nobody, meaning me, needs to hear George's rendition of "Sexyback" at three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: (to Callie)&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Hours. Hours of out life that are all I can think about and you seriously can't remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Look, Izzie, I was drunk. Whatever I did, whatever I said, I'm sure I didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yes George, you meant it. You meant it a lot. You meant it more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; What do you consider your weaknesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I don't have any. I'm that good. What are yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I'm an easy mark for evil redheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Let's meet the contenders. Lets see. This is, this is Maggie. Married a high school sweetheart and has two kids. Loves being a mom. Coaches her daughters basketball-team. And makes an insane banana cream pie. And This is Elizabeth. Graduated from Northwestern . Met her husband at a political rally where they got arrested and fell in love. She's all angry and fired up, but everyone forgives her cos she means well. This one. This one is Ava. She's funny, she's tough and a little neurotic sometimes, but you get used to it. You can tell she's been through a lot in her life, but it only made her stronger, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What she was afraid of was that you were taking on so much of her disease that you were freezing up too. You've spent so much time planning and helping her progress, God knows that's what you should've been doing, but she was worried. You have a healthy body Nina, if you fall down you won't turn to stone. And your mom so wanted you to just let yourself fall. Messing up, it's what makes a person, it's how we learn, where we find joy. And the things you don't plan for, are the things you never see coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; OK it happened, it was a mistake and it happened. People make mistakes. We need to figure out where we go from here we need to figure out how we tell Callie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not going to tell Callie. Do you know how much this would hurt her? I'm not going to clear my conscience at her expense. She has done nothing but support me and encourage me and believe in me and this is how I pay her back. I have to live with what I did. This is our secret. OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I let Mark use the memory of my mother to win points with the Chief. You were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You know what's weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What's weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It's exactly what she would have wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Dead mommy's proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Dead mommy's proud. &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; How was your interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Not great. It wasn't great. &lt;em&gt;[Meredith rolls over.] &lt;/em&gt;I was distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; By what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Nothing. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; On a scale of 1 to 10 how bad is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith kisses Derek.]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; How about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Derek kisses Meredith and Meredith rolls on top of Derek.]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; How about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They kiss again. Derek rolls Meredith over.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Five, Four, Three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; The thing about plans is they don't take into account the unexpected, so when we're thrown a curve ball, whether its in the OR or in life, we have to improvise. Of course, some of us are better at it than others. Some of us just have to move on to plan B and make the best of it. And sometimes what we want is exactly what we need. But sometimes, sometimes what we need is a new plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6484862932114666550?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6484862932114666550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6484862932114666550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_5161.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.19'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-395649619533252318</id><published>2007-04-16T21:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:17:10.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span  class="h3"&gt;“Scars and Souvenirs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret roadmaps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don't. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut's long gone, the pain still lingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Izzie comes out of shower]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; ALEX! God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, yeah, yeah. I've seen it all before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What the HELL are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Movin' in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Alex is moving in?! To this house?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He's taking George's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I was asleep just a minute ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Uh! And I was naked - in the bathroom - when Alex walked in. I'm lucky I didn't come out of the shower to see him peeing all over the seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; And we're up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Derek leaves]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong with where he was living before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know where he was living before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Probably a whorehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith laughs]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I can't have him living in the room right next door. It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; People are what matters. Alex is one of our people. We can't just leave him out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; 'People are what matters.' You don't like people. Is this about your mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No! I had a near-death whatever and I was dead. And now I'm not. So, I'd like to use this chance I've been given to be more positive. People are what matters. Paint with all the colors of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, okay. You're crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [giggling]&lt;/em&gt; I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; He's in George's room, and when George's stupid marriage crashes and burns, he's gonna wanna move back in, he won't be able to. His life will be in shambles, he'll finally notice that his dad is dead, and he made a fool of himself by marrying someone he doesn't really love, and he'll have no place to go. Is that what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: That's exactly what I want. &lt;em&gt;[rolls eyes]&lt;br /&gt;Alex: [to Izzie]&lt;/em&gt; Look who found some clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Shut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; How you doin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, everybody? Let's just do this once: I'm fine. She's cremated. I picked out a beautiful urn and she's hanging out in the back of my closet. Any more questions about my dead mother, or can we get back to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Izzie walks up to large crowd, including Meredith, Cristina, and George]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You guys seen Bailey? &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; What are we doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Uh, checking out the new chief candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Chief sent in the ringer. We're lurking in a way that was subtle when there was two of us, but isn't now that it's 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I heard it was someone from Stanford. All the professors there loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; They loved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I was a great student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; How you doin', Grey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, I'm fine, sir, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Move, move, move. &lt;em&gt;[pushes Burke]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; She doesn't like it when people ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; The ringer's in there with the Chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, and whoever it is loves Cristina, because everyone at Stanford just loved Cristina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; She's a motivated student. It's nothing to be ashamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; A bit of a kiss-ass, but that's hard to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Look, they're coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; That's Colin Marlowe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Like the Marlowe transplant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Like the greatest thing in cardiothoracic surgery in a generation. Dr. Marlowe. I'm Preston Burke. I'm a great admirer of your work, sir. Particularly the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colin:&lt;/em&gt; Yes, thank you...Would you excuse me for just a second?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[walks over to Cristina, group of interns backs away]&lt;br /&gt;Colin:&lt;/em&gt; Well, you going to give me a hug or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[hugs Cristina, and squeezes her ass]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What are you doing tonight? Cuz I don't wanna go home and find Alex there, and it's just the two of us, ya know? Weird and awkward and he doesn't know whether he should talk to me or not talk to me and it's just such an awkward situation and I'd just rather it'd be group awkwardness, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith ducks into closet]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I don't just want to be standing there staring at him. Meredith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, have you seen Montgomery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No. Hey, whatchya doin' tonight? You wanna come over? You and I never really get a chance to hang out and it might be kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Cristina ducks into closet]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Alex just moved in, which was Meredith's brilliant idea and he still has a thing for me, so it's kinda... What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; He was my professor, we were close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He had his hand on your ass, I sure hope you were close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [about Meredith, to her father]&lt;/em&gt; She’s tough. She tries to hide it. She’s difficult. But if you make an effort, she’s worth it. She’s worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; What's worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should've healed years ago and never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been and what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what we like to think. But that's not the way it is, is it? Some things we just have to learn over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-395649619533252318?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/395649619533252318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/395649619533252318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_839.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.18'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8935752957753963318</id><published>2007-04-16T21:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:17:23.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Some Kind of Miracle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;There are medical miracles. Being worshippers of the alter of science, we don't like to believe miracles exist. But they do. Things happen. We can't explain them, we can't control them, but they do happen. Miracles do happen in medicine. They happen everyday, just not always when we need them to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Prepare ourselves? That’s what we tell the families before we call time of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She’s gonna be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes you’re wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Uh-uh. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I’m not doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina. She’s gonna survive this. She’s gonna survive this. She’s gonna survive this. She’s gonna survive this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I dunno.. it's just.. Meredith always makes me think screwed up people have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; It's small, it's tiny-sized...it-it's yellow. It has cat-type pictures on it, but it's a chair. For 99 cents you can buy furniture, now THAT is America, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe:&lt;/em&gt; No, that's Taiwan, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I was swimming. I was fighting. And then I thought, just for a second, I thought ‘What’s the point?’ And then I let go. I stopped fighting. Don’t tell anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: What?&lt;br /&gt;Denny: Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You can see her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; No. Sometimes we’d be at the same place at exactly the same time and I can almost hear her voice. It’s like I’m touching her. I like to believe she knows I’m there. That’s all you get. That’s it. Moments with the people you love. And they’ll move on and you’ll want them to move on. But still, Meredith, that’s all you get. Moments.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: Is this really happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; I don’t know. This is your afterlife, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; There’s no change. Thought you should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; You know, some do come back from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know what? I’m not a civilian. I know the science here. It’s drinking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Not yet. You have a responsibility to Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No. Uh Uh. I don’t do this stuff. You should know. I don’t go great lengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Well, you were there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; After. After I knew you were going to make it. Hey, I’m not proud. Okay, I just…I can’t. I can’t go back there. I can’t. I can’t go back there and watch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Listen to me. This is about you and the woman you call your person. And you do know the science here. And if she dies, and you are sitting here when that happens, I can’t see you coming back from that. Come and say goodbye to your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; What happened in that water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I swam, I fought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; No, you didn't, and you can't stay here, Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I don't want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, you do. It's easier, but you can't. Because George's Dad died, because Izzie lost me, and Cristina, when she was nine she was in a car accident with her Father and he bled out right in front of her while they waited for an ambulance to arrive, and Alex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; They are barely breathing, this will break them, and none of them deserves that. And this, this is the big one, so you pay attention. Do you know what kind of miracle it is that Derek is who he is? Do you know how rare it is that someone like him even exists? He's still an optimist. He still believes in true love and magic and soul mates. He's waiting for you, and if you don't come back from this...you will change who he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [looking at Derek besides Meredith's bed]&lt;/em&gt; We never had that. He never felt that way about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Pause]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Mark: I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [starts walking away ]&lt;/em&gt; You know, sometimes I think what a waste it is to throw away all that history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I'm flawed and I'm a... a wreck, but you, it wasn't a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; 60 days. Go 60 days with no sex, no other women. 60 days cold turkey and maybe I'll believe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; So I only have sex with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; No. No sex with anyone. Grow up Mark. Find another way to scratch the itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Say I do, you'll give us another try? A real try, the couple thing, no sneaking around, no bootycalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; If you make it. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Ok. We're on. Oh, and Addison, if I'm not having sex, neither are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Who would I possibly be having sex with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[shows Alex]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chief: [to Ellis]&lt;/em&gt; You’ve been gone a long time. and I know you think you died when the Alzheimer’s started. I know it’s a relief to you. I know. but it doesn’t feel like a relief to me. I’m not relieved. I miss the sound of your voice. I miss talking to you. I miss you. I dyed my hair. For the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; At the end of a day like this when so many prayers are answered and so many aren’t, we take our miracles where we find them. We reach across the gap and sometimes against all odds, against all logic, we touch..against all odds it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8935752957753963318?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8935752957753963318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8935752957753963318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_6571.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.17'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-3159405870186004024</id><published>2007-04-16T21:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:17:30.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Drowning on Dry Land"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;Like I said, disappearances happen. Pains go phantom. Blood stops running and people, people fade away. There's more I have to say, so much more, but... I've disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; What happens when the happy mother in there wakes up after surgery and her son isn't there to greet her? What then? How are you gonna explain that, O'Malley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; If she wakes up after surgery because my lie helped to save her life. I'm okay with that, Dr. Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; What is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know everyone’s back. Everyone’s back except her. And I listen to her. Everyday, about her McLove life, her McDreamy, her McCrap. And the one day, the one day I have a thing she disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, this is about Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; She doesn’t know yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; She’s my person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Right. And if Meredith doesn’t approve, then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; This, this is not about getting her approval, its about…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Telling her makes it, makes it…. If I murdered someone, she’s the person I’d call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, now, you’re likening someone here to a corpse. I’m done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; She’s my person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; He's lost. Or... or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; He's in the water. So when she wakes up, I get to inform her that she is not going to die... she's just going to want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry, I can... keep looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, you do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, Cristina, oh my God, you are not going to believe what I just did, I'm going to tell you, but you're not going to believe me, you're going to think I made the whole thing up.... I drilled a hole into this guy's skull. Several holes, actually, with a drill I borrowed from a guy named Vince, packed the hole with freaking tissue and then brought him back here, and then now I get to scrub in on his craniotomy. - It was like a ride, this crazy rollercoaster ride with, like adrenaline shooting out of my ears. You would think that my hands would be shaking but they weren't, there was no shaking. Did I mention the drill? - The scene where I was a rockstar, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Can I see his face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm in the middle of surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I know. Is this boy your patient? I know the picture's half smeared and hard to see but - Please tell me it's him. Tell me he has been right here, under my nose, open on your table all day, and not drifting along the bottom of the ocean. Please tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Hold the photo under the light so I can get a better look. Oh yeah, oh yeah, that's my kid. I could spot those goofy ears anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Callie O'Malley. I can't kiss you right now because you're scrubbed in, but tonight, when you get home, I am going to -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; All right, people let's focus. George, I'm working here. I'm working, so, yeah, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I would notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I would notice...if you went missing, I would notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; What do we got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paramedic:&lt;/em&gt; Jane Doe. She's hypothermic and dropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; She's not a Jane Doe. It's Meredith Grey. It's Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Derek! Derek! How long has she been down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know. She's alive. She's alive. She's alive. She's alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; It's Meredith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Are you sure? Did you see her? Because it could be any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; It's Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh. Oh. Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She will come through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You don't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She will come through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; People die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I know people die. People die in front of us everyday, but I believe Meredith will survive this. I believe, I believe, I...I believe in the good. I believe that it's been a hell of a year and I believe that in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary we will all be okay. I believe a lot of things. I believe that...I believe that Denny is always with me. And I believe that if I eat a tub of butter and no one sees me the calories don't count. And I believe that surgeons who prefer staples over stitches are just lazy. I believe that you are a man that made a terrible mistake marrying Callie and I believe that because I'm your best friend I can tell you this and we can be okay. I believe that even though you made this mistake you will be okay. I believe we survive, George. I believe that believing we survive is what makes us survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dylan:&lt;/em&gt; Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hey. Am I dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Damn right you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Holy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-3159405870186004024?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3159405870186004024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3159405870186004024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_7726.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.16'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6080325684633829901</id><published>2007-04-16T21:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:17:38.473-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Walk on Water"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;Disappearances happen in science. Disease can suddenly fade away, tumors go missing, and we open someone up to discover the cancer is gone. Its unexplained It’s rare, but it happens. We call it mis-diagnosis say we never saw it in the first place, any explanation but the truth. That life is full of vanishing acts. If something that we didn’t know we had disappears, do we miss it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm a surgeon. I do the rescuing. You are not my knight in shining whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; So we're gonna fight because I pulled you out of the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You have a place. You could sleep at it. And then you don't have to pull me out of the bathtub. You're everywhere, all the time, saying things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; This is the happy ever after part. And in the happily ever after, the guy is there all the time, saying things and the girls love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Go to work, I'll see you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; And just for the record? I am your knight in shining whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Addison chastises Mark, Preston and Derek for commenting on Richard's new hair color]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; He is alone! All alone! Do any of you even know what that's like? &lt;em&gt;[motions to Preston]&lt;/em&gt; Lives with Cristina, &lt;em&gt;[looks Derek up and down] &lt;/em&gt;dates the perfect twelve year old, &lt;em&gt;[looks at Mark]&lt;/em&gt; Manwhore! His wife left him! After twenty-five years of marriage! So if the man wants to dye his hair for the ladies, let him dye his hair for the ladies! Leave him be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; This is weird. Weird. This is weird, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I need more triage tags…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Working with someone I’m married to is weird. Here, I’m his boss and his wife. At work, I’m giving him orders, in bed... he’s giving me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Stop! Right there, I don’t need to know this. I’m tired, I’m busy. While I will concede that you and O’Malley have some challenges to overcome, I’m asking you to remember that this day is a marathon and my mind can only hold what it needs to know, your sex life cannot be held in my mind today.&lt;em&gt; [pause] &lt;/em&gt;Ever! It cannot be in my mind ever! Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, I have a thing..news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You’re not pregnant again, are you? Cause I can’t handle the extra months of bitchiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What kind of situation? Fire? Flood? Volcano? Cause I’m not really dressed for a volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6080325684633829901?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6080325684633829901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6080325684633829901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_7044.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.15'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6642128018851874739</id><published>2007-04-16T21:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:17:46.625-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Whishin' and Hopin'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;As surgeons, we live in a world of worse case scenarios. We cut ourselves off from hoping for the best because too many times the best doesn’t happen. But every now and then something extraordinary occurs and suddenly best case scenarios seem possible. And every now and then something amazing happens, and against our better judgment we start to have hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Aren't you gonna get in there? If you wanna be Chief, you gotta fight with the big boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, I intend to fight like a girl. I'll let them kill each other and then I'll be the only one left standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; And then there's me... &lt;em&gt;[Addison gives him a 'yeah right' look]&lt;/em&gt; There you go underestimating me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; It's not that I underestimate you, it's just that I don't think about you. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Well, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; We got married in Vegas! We're married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex: [laughing]&lt;/em&gt; Dude, s-she's Callie O'Malley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [when she sees Callie's ring] &lt;/em&gt;Oh, that's so great. Tiny diamonds are great because you know no one will ever try to steal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Addison stares at Alex as he passes by her; Callie notices and walks over to Addison]&lt;br /&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You know those cartoons, where there's a bear or whatever, and it's starving and it looks at the table, and the table turns into this delicious cooked turkey, with like lines of deliciousness coming off it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I was not looking at him like that! Because he is the help, and I am not going to be sleeping with the help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I married the help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; We went to Vegas. My idea. I embrace the trashy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; That's- Not that I'm not happy for you but why? Married. So. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You know those cartoons, where there's a bear and it's starving, and it looks at a cute intern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Well, congratulations. &lt;em&gt;[they hug]&lt;br /&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Thank you. &lt;em&gt;[shows her the ring]&lt;/em&gt; It's small. I know it's small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; It's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; How's George?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Medically he's fine, emotionally he's a little stunted if you ask me. You don't marry the rebound girl. Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You don't marry anyone on a whim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, he needs our support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; He doesn't need us, he's got his Vegas show-wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not sure refusing treatment is what you wanna do-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellis:&lt;/em&gt; Apparently, what I want doesn't matter! It isn't even legally binding! So it's really about what you want, Meredith. You're in charge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You think that I like making these decisions for you? You think it's fun to get calls from the nursing home asking whether I was planning on giving the nurse, who changes you every morning a Christmas tip? But I do it. Because you have managed to alienate everybody else in your life and I am the only one, so I have to step up and do it. &lt;em&gt;[voice wavering]&lt;/em&gt; You wanna know why I'm so unfocused? So ordinary? You wanna know what happened to me? You! You happened to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellis:&lt;/em&gt; Then let me refuse the heart surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellis:&lt;/em&gt; Why not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Because killing my mother is not gonna be another thing that happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I don't do rings. Don't expect me to suddenly change. I'm a surgeon, just like you. And we'll have money, we can hire a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Are you saying yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Y-yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not letting you scrub in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I'm not wearing a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Okay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Yes!&lt;em&gt; [Cristina laughs as Burke hugs her in joy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; The reason that I want you to have the surgery is because I have this hope, that in a year, two years or five, they're gonna have a breakthrough. They're gonna find a cure for Alzhiemer's, and you and I will have another chance. To get to know each other. You'll get a chance to know me, to see that I am not even remotely ordinary, so I wish you would have the surgery. But it's up to you Mom, it's your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellis:&lt;/em&gt; You remind me of my daughter. &lt;em&gt;[Meredith realizes that her mother is not lucid anymore and tears well up in her eyes]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; About an hour ago. One minute she was here, the next- I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Me too.&lt;em&gt; [sighs and leaves] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; As doctors, we're trained to give our patients just the facts. But what our patients really want to know is - will the pain go away? Will I feel better? Am I cured? What our patients really want to know is- is there hope? But, inevitably, there are times when you find yourself in the worst case scenario. When the patient's body has betrayed them and all the science we have to offer has failed them. When the worst case scenario comes true, and clinging to hope is all we've got left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6642128018851874739?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6642128018851874739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6642128018851874739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_16.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.14'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-4222846970464529293</id><published>2007-04-15T23:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:17:54.095-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Great Expectations"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;No one believes that their life will turn out just kind of okay. We all think we are going to be great. And from the day we decide to be surgeons, we are filled with expectation. Expectations of the trails we will blaze, the people we will help, the difference we will make. Great expectations of who we will be, where we will go. And then we get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith. Would you like seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe Cristina would like some. &lt;em&gt;[to Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; Cristina, would you like some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I only made enough for three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You just said there were seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; This isn't at all awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You know, we can go and you two can talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke and Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; We're talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; To each other. &lt;em&gt;[to Burke]&lt;/em&gt; You're enjoying your meal at the International House of Silence. Burke, you have to feed Cristina. She doesn't cook and she will starve to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I have cereal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Izzie knocks on George's bedroom door]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; George, can I come in? I made you some cookies and brownies and muffins, of course, I always make muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [comes out from room]&lt;/em&gt; Thank God you're here. I can't take it anymore. Three times already tonight, and he's getting ready for a fourth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What are you talking about? Oh. Oh, eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; No, no I get it, you're crying, you're depressed and I know we all deal in different ways, but this is not grieving, this is my legs being bent in ways my legs do not go. A-And I know, I know his dad died, and I get it, I feel horrible for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; I can give you guys some privacy, I can go far far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [cuts her off, whispers]&lt;/em&gt; No no! No! No! You stay. You take over for me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Callie Torres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; No! I don't- Not like that, I mean. I am giving him to you. You are now officially on George Watch 2007, OK, you are his friend. Yay! And I need a break. I need to heal. I need to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No! No! What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I need to heal. I need to heal. Please, I need to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Callie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [after she and Izzie both freeze at George's call]&lt;/em&gt; Thank you, goodbye. &lt;em&gt;[flees]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No, Callie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [coming out from room, naked]&lt;/em&gt; What is taking you so- &lt;em&gt;[Izzie stares at George and he realizes, and hides behind the door]&lt;/em&gt; Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [averts her eyes and stifling a smile]&lt;/em&gt; Er- s-she had to go. Are you hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why are you trying to make this about you...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; It's not about me! It's about me wanting to talk to you about you needing so much sex your girlfriends vagina's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Last I heard, perpetual sex was not one of the five stages of grief, but denial is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You shouldn't be listening at other people's doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You were in the hallway naked. I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I blocked that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; You didn't think of maybe telling me this morning that you were planning to step down instead of sending me on this wild goose chase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Bailey. You need those clowns to sign off on your proposal because one of them may be Chief of Surgery in a month. It's hard to imagine, for me more than anyone, but since you're not ready for the job, one of them has got to do it for the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; It's you that's going to be Chief eventually. That's who you are. But you're gonna have to get a new chair because you're short. You have short legs, but someday you are going to be Chief of Surgery. I wasn't sending you on a wild goose chase, I was trying to get you in a habit of doing things without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Mark Sloan, Chief of Surgery. That makes me vomit a little in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I was a jerk. Sometimes boyfriends can be jerks, but it doesn't mean you stop talking to them... You get that I'm saying I'm sorry, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You yelled at me for no reason, and then you walked away. And now you show up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Of course I showed up. Why wouldn't I? You don't trust me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, well this is how it works. You fight sometimes and somebody apologizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well, how am I supposed to know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You've never done this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, I've never done this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Hmm. Okay, all right. Well, this is- From now on, you can expect that I'm gonna show up. Even if I yell. Even if you yell. I'm always gonna show up. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [smiling]&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I was right. I swear I really believe what I did was right. I don't want you to forgive me. Frankly, I'd find it patronizing if you did. Because... while I know I was right, you think I'm wrong. Which doesn't matter...because... I'm in this. I'm in this for the long haul. And I'm in this to finish the race. So if that means I don't win this one, then fine. I don't win. You win. I'm talking. See? I'm talking first. You win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Marry me. Marry me, Cristina Yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I don't want to waste another minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I can't have sex with you again, George. Ok? I can't- I just- I- Enough with the sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Since my dad died, I feel like someone ripped out my stomach, filled the hole with asphalt. I laugh everytime I remember I'm never going to talk to him again because it just sounds like the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I can't believe it's real. But everytime I look at you- I feel better. It shocks me. It knocks my wind out, but it's true. I don't have to have sex with you, I'd be happy just look at you from across the room. And even that, anything, any piece of you. And, hopefully, all of you... that'd be the best thing. Because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [gets on one knee]&lt;/em&gt; Marry me? Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; We all think we’re going to be great and we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But sometimes our expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations, because the expected is just what keeps us steady. Standing. Still. The expected's just the beginning, the unexpected is what changes our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4222846970464529293?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4222846970464529293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4222846970464529293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_9311.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.13'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6827551572776351591</id><published>2007-04-15T23:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:02.639-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Six Days - Parte 2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: &lt;/em&gt;Er, Izzie, t-the t-the check! It's not er-, it's not- D-did you drop it? It's not here! Izzie, it's not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I deposited it, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You didn't deposit it in the garbage disposal or something like that, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; It's at the bank, okay George? So just shut up about it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I-it's at the bank? It's earning interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Did I just not say shut up about it already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; 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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Shut up about it, George!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; 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&lt;em&gt; [pause]&lt;/em&gt; rosebuds! &lt;em&gt;[hits her with a piece of cloth]&lt;/em&gt; You got 8.7 million rosebuds, Izzie!&lt;em&gt; [hits her again]&lt;/em&gt; Now go spend some rosebuds, that's what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [loud sizzling noise]&lt;/em&gt; You made me burn my french toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [hits her yet again]&lt;/em&gt; You can buy new french toast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [to Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; You're in a relationship with no words.&lt;em&gt; [to Izzie]&lt;/em&gt; And you're a millionaire in twenty dollar shoes. Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [after Izzie helped pay for a patient's surgery]&lt;/em&gt; You spent 300 grand, so you could scrub in on the surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I spent the 3- 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 300 grand because it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [long pause]&lt;/em&gt; I was hoping you would tell me you spent the money so you could scrub in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; George kissed me. Yesterday. One minute he's holding a urine bag, the next minute he's kissing me. You think he's just freaking out about his dad? Yeah, you're right, he's probably just freaking out, I shouldn't hold him to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Did you not 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I aborted Mark's baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; It is all about you. Floor's all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex: [to Cristina, about Burke]&lt;/em&gt; So you're together but you don't talk to each other. Wish I could find that in a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why did you do the surgery once you saw that the cancer had spread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; He asked you. He asked you to do it no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; We have to honor our patients' wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [to Bailey]&lt;/em&gt; You said you would be straight with me. &lt;em&gt;[turns to Chief]&lt;/em&gt; He could have lived for weeks. Or months. We could have had months with him. My mom, she could have had months with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; He wanted to fight the cancer, George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; He didn't know any better! You knew better! You shouldn't have done it! You shouldn't have done it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You didn't want to raise a child, Mark. You just wanted to trump Derek, you wanted to to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Don't make this my fault. You didn't want a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; No, I did want a baby, Mark! The 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 rewriting history Mark. We wouldn't still be together. We weren't a great couple and you would have made a terrible father, Mark. I did want a baby, I did. I just...I just didn't want one with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [shaving his dad]&lt;/em&gt; 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. &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; Dad? &lt;em&gt;[another pause]&lt;/em&gt; 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. &lt;em&gt;[kisses his dad's forehead]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Bailey]&lt;/em&gt; I'm both. &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; I'm a surgeon and I am a person who becomes emotionally involved. I will never again cross the line like I did with Denny. I have learned my lesson. But I'm still both, and I'm not going to give up either part of me. And I am not going to apologize for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; There's a club. The "Dead Dads" club. And you can't be in it until you're in it. You can try to 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I. &lt;em&gt;[pause] &lt;/em&gt;I don't know how to exist in a world where my dad doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, that never really changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6827551572776351591?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6827551572776351591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6827551572776351591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_467.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.12'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7646552741120355133</id><published>2007-04-15T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:09.935-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Six Days - Parte 1"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Derek stares at Meredith snoring loudly, and she awakens and notices him staring]&lt;br /&gt;Derek: &lt;/em&gt;Morning. &lt;em&gt;[kisses Meredith]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Are you watching me sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What are you? Some kind of weirdo who watches women sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe. &lt;em&gt;[leans in and kisses her again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George: &lt;/em&gt;I just dropped 8.7 million dollars on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I shouldn't be able to drop 8.7 million dollars on the floor. &lt;em&gt;[throws an apple at the newspaper she's reading]&lt;/em&gt; You need to deposit that check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; George. Your father's surgery is tomorrow. Any chance you're misplacing your anxiety on me and my check?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No! There's no chance. That check ruins my morning every morning. It belongs in the bank! Would you just please, as a favor to me, just put it in the bank? Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Hmm. No. But if you're nice to me for the next 7 minutes, I will.. give you a ride to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You don't deserve 8.7 million dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Hmm. So true. So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heather:&lt;/em&gt; What are you all staring at? Really, if you're expecting me to be the brave and heartwarming differently-abled girl, that isn't going to be happen so go ahead and do your thing. &lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Stevens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Heather Douglas, 17. Past medical history of VATER syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Which is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; VATER syndrome is a genetic condition that affects the vertebrae, anus, trachea, esophagus and renal system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heather:&lt;/em&gt; Wow, give this girl a medal. She memorised the whole acronym, which I assure you is a hell of a lot easier than living with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You know Shepherd pretty well, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Lots of hair. Too many women. Likes elevators and long walks on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Why are you always up before the alarm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I'm a light sleeper. It's no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So something woke you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; It's no big deal. It's just that, &lt;em&gt;[long pause]&lt;/em&gt; you snore a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What? I do not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yes you do! I love it. I find it charming that such a big noise can come from such a little person. &lt;em&gt;[kisses her again and laughs]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: &lt;/em&gt;Do you know what's not charming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Your morning breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I would really like to scrub in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Did you deposit the check?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; It's my money. I should get to do what I want with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; You get a 5% return on the 6 month c.d.? And the time we've been standing here, you could have just made 400 hundred dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, tell me what I want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; If I die, you'll kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; He's a quick study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, you have got to be kidding me? Where's George?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [groggily]&lt;/em&gt; Spent the night at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; And you slept in his bed! All night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No, right after you fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So you're telling me that my snoring is so bad, how did you deal with it for all those nights before I found out about your wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [walks past]&lt;/em&gt; He usually sleeps on the couch, sets an alarm and gets back in bed before you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, didn't want to hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [smacks Derek with a pillow]&lt;/em&gt; Oh, I'm going to do more than hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [to Derek]&lt;/em&gt; I'm a girl with abandonment issues. You have to sleep with me from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7646552741120355133?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7646552741120355133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7646552741120355133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_320.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.11'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-3551265343879477841</id><published>2007-04-15T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:18.595-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Don't Stand So Close To Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley: &lt;/em&gt;If things go wrong, the life insurance papers are in the second drawer in my nightstand, and my &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; magazines are in the garage with the truck mags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Your magazines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Get 'em outta there so your Ma doesn't see them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Your magazines?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yang does something wrong and she gets rewarded. That's fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; If you thumb-suckers don't stop whining, I swear I won't show you what's behind this door. And trust me, you wanna see what's behind this door. &lt;em&gt;[She opens the door, revealing conjoined adult twins. Alex and Izzie smile while George looks on amazed]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Why are you researching neurosurgeons when you and I both know that Derek's better than anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I don't want Shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; You blame this on him? Up until now, I have not yelled. I have not yelled because you are a guy in trouble and I was supporting you. But now I am yelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; I am yelling very loudly!!! I wanna retire, Burke! I want my wife back and I passed the torch to you! I passed the torch to you and you blew it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I know I let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Burke, I'm tired. I'm tired of you men acting like boys. You let me down and if you don't let Derek fix that hand, you're letting yourself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex: [to Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; You're here? You haven't been kicked out of the program yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No, not yet. I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; How did you do it? I mean, did you have some kinda signal in surgery so that the nurses wouldn't know? Or did you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; What? I'm just wondering how to get ahead around here. Me? I get coffee for Sloan and Yang gets surgeries none of us would get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Got a head count of how many patients you two lied to the past month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Leave her alone. Her patients live so she gets to scrub in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith, please can you just stop defending me? &lt;em&gt;[leaves]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; You're so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; You've been picking fights every chance you get and that's not like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Dad. You don't know what's been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Okay then tell me. Why are you so mad at Dr. Torres?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I should go. I have patients to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No, you know what, I'm going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; No! Everybody stays! You're angry, Georgie. At Callie, at your brothers, at Dr. Hahn, at Dr. Bailey, at Dr. Yang, at Dr. Burke! That's a long list of people to be angry at. Especially when the person you're really angry at, is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; I drank and I smoke and I won't evercise and I eat all the wrong things and now, I have &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; cancer. And you have to take care of everything. You have to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; You do. You're mad at me and that's okay because I'm mad at me too. You think I wanna die and leave my boy in charge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You're not going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; You remind me of myself when I was an intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; Focused, intense, cold, and I don't mean that as a bad thing, cold is good. The dating, the friends and the family, if you ask me, it's all overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; It'd be nice if every love triangle could be fixed with a scalpel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; If they could, you would have stabbed me with a ten blade a long time ago. &lt;em&gt;[they both laugh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I was responsible for Izzie Stevens. I was responsible and I'm responsible for Cristina Yang. I am the common thread here. I. Lost them, Cristina, Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Are not the same. Miranda, you raised them. You raised them like &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; like children and some of them make mistakes and some of them disappoint you. Some of them. Do you know what kinda strength it must have taken for Yang to come to me? To report on an attending? On her boyfriend? Do you see how much she's grown? You raised them like children and some of them turn out exactly like you Dr. Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I can't take this anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Let her off the hook. Let Cristina off the freaking hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie, you cut the LVAD wire, she stuck by you and did Denny's ECHO. [to Alex] You cheated on Izzie with syph nurse and she helped you study for your boards. And George, when everybody was calling you 007-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [angrily]&lt;/em&gt; She was calling me 007. &lt;em&gt;[leaves] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Just let her off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Sorry. &lt;em&gt;[Alex and Izzie leave]&lt;br /&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Why can't you mind your own business, you know? What is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're my sister. You're my family. You're all I've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [puts her head on Meredith's shoulder]&lt;/em&gt; I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I know, me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, it's usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them. The people that are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-3551265343879477841?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3551265343879477841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3551265343879477841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_2948.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.10'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6033838928538929162</id><published>2007-04-15T23:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:26.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"From a Whisper to a Scream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;As doctors, we know everybody's secrets. Their medical histories. Sexual histories. Confidential information that is as essential to a surgeon as a ten-blade, and every bit as dangerous. We keep secrets, we have to, but not all secrets can be kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [enters Meredith's room, sees Derek and Meredith snuggling]&lt;/em&gt; Am I interrupting sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Good. &lt;em&gt;[to Derek]&lt;/em&gt; Get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What? You can't ask me to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [sees worried look on Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; Give us a second. &lt;em&gt;[kisses Derek]&lt;br /&gt;Derek: &lt;/em&gt;When I get back, there better be some sex. &lt;em&gt;[gets up and leaves room] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janelle:&lt;/em&gt; The doctors... hot men... they're all really hot... they are, aren't they? It's not just cause I'm wearing a plate glass window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Nope, they're man candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janelle:&lt;/em&gt; Good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Anything you would have done different, Dr. Hahn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; Given the size of the wound, I would've given up sooner. So how have you been, Preston? Last time I saw you, you stole my patient's heart. Then you got shot. Karma rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; What brings you all the way from Seattle Presbyterian to Seattle Grace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Hahn:&lt;/em&gt; A consult. And knowing how much my being here would annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, on the contrary. It's always a pleasure. Though not as much as when you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Hey Izzie. Honey, this is Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Oh yes! One of the girls who lives with Georgie. At some kind of set-up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; It's not some kind of set-up. It's like what they do these days. Men and women live together without being, y'know men and women. It's a mutual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; So, nothing sexual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; No, nothing sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley: [smiling]&lt;/em&gt; Is something going on with George and Dr. Hahn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley: [exasperated]&lt;/em&gt; Oh, here with go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; No, there's nothing going on with George and Dr. Hahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; I already told her Dr. Torres is the one that loves George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley: [to Mr. O'Malley]&lt;/em&gt; Then why did Dr. Torres break up with him? &lt;em&gt;[to Izzie]&lt;/em&gt; Why did Dr. Torres break up with him? I mean, between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [leans in conspiratorially]&lt;/em&gt; Well, how much did George tell you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Everything. I'm his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, then you know that Callie is a little bit out there. &lt;em&gt;[laughs]&lt;/em&gt; I mean I have seen more of that girl's body than I have with my own and she's a little too much information for me. I mean nobody needs to be naked that often.&lt;em&gt; [George's parents look shocked]&lt;/em&gt; He didn't tell you that? Um, I dunno why they broke up. George seemed to really like her and he kinda needed her. I mean, you remember the whole George and Meredith thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; Wait! George and Meredith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley: [smiles happily]&lt;/em&gt; I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; George didn't tell you that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; First Meredith, then Dr. Torres and now this Dr. Hahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; O'Malley men are studs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; He's no stud. He's just very handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [amused]&lt;/em&gt; Okay people, focus. George is not dating Erica Hahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; We crossed the line. Together. I crossed the line with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; You dragged me to cross the line. You made us a team. You told Shepherd I was fine. You said nobody has to know. I was out there on my own. You made us a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I did what you needed me to do. You were standing there looking at me telling me your whole life was your hands, if you couldn't operate, if you couldn't be Preston Burke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; That was your concern, not mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh no, no, no, no, you put that on me. &lt;em&gt;[long pause]&lt;/em&gt; When you got shot, I walked away. And you cannot let that go, can you? I'm sticking now. I'm sticking. Do you know how tired I am? Do you know how scared I am every time we go into surgery? But I do it, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Do you know how scared I am when we go into surgery? I don't have to just worry about my career now. I have to put yours on my back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; We are a team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; There is no team. There is no team! There is only me once again, making allowances for your emotional shortcomings! &lt;em&gt;[long pause]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; OK, we shouldn't say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; No, &lt;em&gt;[pause] &lt;/em&gt;we shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You know what says thank you like nothing else? &lt;em&gt;[Meredith smiles]&lt;/em&gt; Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; I'm leaving now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm going to kick Meredith's ass right now. &lt;em&gt;[slams Meredith into the lockers]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [shoves Callie back]&lt;/em&gt; Get off me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [slams Meredith into lockers again]&lt;/em&gt; I kept your secrets. I was discreet. I was a really good friend to you and I didn't have to be. And then you go and do this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [pushes Callie back]&lt;/em&gt; Do what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Hey Callie! Use your words! Use your words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Panties, Meredith! I'm talkin' about the McFrickin' Code of Silence! Pair of panties I pulled off the bulletin board. Not to mention the adulterous McSex I witnessed! You remember that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [shields Meredith from Callie]&lt;/em&gt; Hey! Hey! I'm sorry, I'm sorry but she's very little and you're hurting her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You told George! My night with McSteamy was not yours to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; That's what this is about? Your sex with McSteamy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You told Izzie? &lt;em&gt;[furiously tries to grab Meredith] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie and Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No! No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Callie! You told me you slept with someone! You never said it was Sloan. George told me it was Sloan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [looks shocked and hurt]&lt;/em&gt; George? George told you. Who told George?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe perhaps the guy you slept with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; George thinks I betrayed him and I didn't. &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; I didn't, we were broken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well. Go. Tell. George. &lt;em&gt;[Callie leaves]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; Dude, she went all cage fight on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; In some ways, betrayal is inevitable. When our bodies betray us, surgery is often the key to recovery. When we betray each other, the path to recovery is less clear. We do whatever it takes to rebuild the trust that was lost. And then there are some wounds, some betrayals…that are so deep, so profound that there is no way to repair what was lost. And when that happens, there's nothing left to do but wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6033838928538929162?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6033838928538929162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6033838928538929162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_831.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.09'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5010425041380268554</id><published>2007-04-15T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:33.475-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Staring at The Sun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;Many people don't know that the human eye has a blind spot in its field of vision. There is a part of the world that we are literally blind to. The problem is, sometimes our blind spots shield us from things that really shouldn't be ignored. Sometimes our blind spots keep our lives bright and shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Today is the day people, today is the day when dark and twisty Meredith disappears forever, and Bright and Shiny Meredith takes her place! You're probably not gonna want to be friends with me anymore, because the sheer intensity of my happiness will make your teeth hurt, but that's OK, because life is good. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; It's bring-a-hot-blond-to-work day and no one told me?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [laughs and feigns sneeze]&lt;/em&gt; Sexual harassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; There you are! What, did you go all the way to New York for my pastrami?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Extra spicy, extra lettuce, light on the mayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Mark, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Lunch. Want my pickle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Seattle Grace is a teaching hospital, part of your job is to teach, your interns aren't your slaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Fine, no pickle for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yang decanulated a heart. Why is Alex not suprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie isn't either. Last week, Izzie was digging through crap, this week she's fondling man boobs. No decanulating hearts for Izzie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why aren't you bragging about decanulating the heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't decanulate the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie and Alex do not believe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, what are you two doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [giggles]&lt;/em&gt; Izzie and Alex have a patient who speaks about himself in the third person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; They thought it was annoying at first, but now they kinda like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Good! Is it gonna stop soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What happened? This morning you were all bright and shiny, asking to be kicked in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I am. I'm bright. I'm shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie thinks that this whole "Bright and Shiny" thing is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Alex agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; We think you're depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Both of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek and Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Well for the two of you to agree on something I must be damn near suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I don't get you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Us, with the boobs? We make a lot of bad decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [to Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; Do you know why I picked you to be my Dad's intern? Because you are a robot. You're a frickin' robot in a white coat who never makes a mistake. Most of the time I appreciate that, most of the time I really feel like I have something to learn from you, but right now... right now I need you to try, just for a minute, I need for you to try to be a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; George is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. O'Malley:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; He's the best intern. He's a good doctor, and a good person, and... whatever happens, I just thought you should know that you raised a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith (voiceover):&lt;/em&gt; When it comes to our blind spots, maybe our brains aren't compensating. Maybe they're protecting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5010425041380268554?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5010425041380268554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5010425041380268554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_1429.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.08'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-1160042935760409426</id><published>2007-04-15T22:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:40.767-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Where The Boys Are"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;As surgeons, we are trained to look for disease. Sometimes the problem is easily detected, most of the time we need to go step by step. First, probing the surface looking for any sign of trouble. Most of the time, we can't tell what's wrong with somebody by just looking at them. After all, they can look perfectly fine on the outside, while their insides tell a whole other story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [about the men going camping]&lt;/em&gt; You've sunscreen and insect repellant? And oh, you're gonna need a shovel to bury your poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie, I'm not five. Zip me? &lt;em&gt;[Izzie zips up his jacket]&lt;/em&gt; And if Callie calls, would you tell her - &lt;em&gt;[realizes Burke, Derek and the Chief are looking on]&lt;/em&gt; Tell her I'm a mountain man. I'm a man of mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Derek's camping. Taking time. Getting space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Prestons do not go into the woods. A guy named Preston is gonna get his ass kicked by a squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; It's basically a slumber party, they do it outside, we do it inside. It's really the only difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, before you start, there are rules to this friendship thing or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; The Dirty Mistresses Club has rules? Gosh, I thought a bunch of dirty mistresses would be a little less uptight about these uh, rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Number one, no flirting. Second, no talking about Derek and C, no giving me the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; The face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; The McSteamy face. Doesn't work on me. I'm immune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You know, if I'd gone off to the woods, I would've invited you to keep me warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Breaking rules 1, 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; It's a good-looking tent, Joe. You and Walter got room for one more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe:&lt;/em&gt; Walter and I sort of wanted to share this one. Just the two of us. But I guess if you really want to-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Chief, I don't think you really-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; They've offered, Karev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Chief, they want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief: [realises that Joe and Walter are a couple]&lt;/em&gt; Oh! So you're um, that's wonderful. Man love. It's beautiful. It's beautiful. M-my cousin's gay and so I'm hip and Brokeback Mountain and all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke: [steps in to save Chief]&lt;/em&gt; Uh, who's ready to go fishing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eric:&lt;/em&gt; Man, I thought my brother and I had problems. But you two are morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, well, swallowing Monopoly pieces wasn't exactly a genius move. You could've really hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eric:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I didn't did I? Now my mom's gonna make my brother let me play Monopoly all I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; And that makes you smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eric:&lt;/em&gt; You're fishing through my poop. How smart are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So, what happens with Donna now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; She goes back to being an unhappy man who's stuck with a penis. There are millions of us out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're unhappy with your penis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I could be a lot less unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sydney:&lt;/em&gt; I lost a kid, my first year. It was my fault, and I just couldn't - So I had a break down, they gave me time off and when I came back I put a smile on my face and everybody thought I was fine. I lost a kid. It comes in waves Izzie. There's a lull and then another wave hits you. I wasn't trying to pry. I just wanted you to know that it's ok not to be fine sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I miss him. All the time I miss him. It's not waves, it's constant. All the time. And I walk through the doors of this hospital and I want to be here, I do, but I... I don't know if I can be a surgeon again and I can't talk about it because it scares me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [sighs]&lt;/em&gt; Hi, I'm Derek Shepherd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; We met at this bar, you remember? We met and we, well you said I'm just a girl. I said I'm just a guy, and we started this thing. We started this thing. You didn't know anything about me. The good, the bad, wife. You didn't even know my name. You didn't know me. I want you to know me. I want to start over from the beginning. So, hi. Derek Shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You walked away, and now it's too late. There's too much water under the thing or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hi, I'm Meredith Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Very nice to meet you, Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It's nice to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Not all wounds are superficial. Most wounds run deeper than you can imagine. You can't see them with the naked eye. And then there are the wounds that take us by surprise. The trick with any kind of wound or disease is to dig down and find the real source of the pain - and once you've found it, try like hell to heal that sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-1160042935760409426?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1160042935760409426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1160042935760409426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_3271.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.07'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5801735041427171185</id><published>2007-04-15T22:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:50.105-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Let The Angels Commit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;To make it - really make it - as a surgeon - it takes major commitment. We have to be willing to pick up that scalpel and make a cut that may or may not do more damage than good. It's all about being committed, because if we're not? We have no business picking up that scalpel in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, I'll be Cristina for you, if you'll be Izzie for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[George stops the elevator]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Derek had a woman in his trailer last night. She was ugly, very ugly, except she was tall and beautiful. And he was naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Oh. Uh, McDreamy was doing the McNasty with McHottie? That McBastard. Uh, how was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; That was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina enough? &lt;em&gt;[Meredith nods]&lt;/em&gt; Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Chanelling Izzie. Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, uh, Callie... she won't forgive me. Uh, she won't talk to me. She dumped me. Which is uh, I don't care about, you know, at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Good because you deserve better. You do. You are George. I mean seriously. Seriously. Seriously. Was that Izzie optimistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [a little stunned]&lt;/em&gt; Yes, it's very Izzie. &lt;em&gt;[both of them sigh]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What the hell has happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; We are now the people that the people we want to be with avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We have careers to think about. We don't need attention from men with perfect hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You know, we should make a pact. There's no more dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [nodding]&lt;/em&gt; No more Derek. No more Callie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Just a hundred percent focused on our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; They're dead to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; They're freakin' corpses to us. &lt;em&gt;[knocks fists with Meredith]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nancy: [Derek's sister]&lt;/em&gt; Oops, I take it that was the slutty intern you cheated on Addison with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; She's not slutty. What are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nancy:&lt;/em&gt; You bailed on Thanksgiving and Christmas and you live in a trailer and you're getting a divorce and then there's the slutty intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I really don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nancy:&lt;/em&gt; You love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; McDreamy's McSister's McBitchy! &lt;em&gt;[laughs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You sound more and more like Mom every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nancy:&lt;/em&gt; Take it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nancy:&lt;/em&gt; What are you doing here, Mark? Are you trying to torture him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; He's my family, Nancy. Plus I needed a change of pace. &lt;em&gt;[Nancy gives him an unconvinced look]&lt;/em&gt; Plus I slept with my tennis partner's wife and he went out and bought a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Four sisters - four sisters! Not one brother; and you wonder why I don't call more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nancy:&lt;/em&gt; So, tell me about the slutty girl... Fine, the slutty intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; It was the 'slutty' part I had a problem with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [to George]&lt;/em&gt; I'm out of my element here, I break bones for a living, I used to live in the basement, most days I wear last night's eyeliner to work, and I don't give a crap about what other people think of me. Because I am a happily independent and successful woman and I like it that way, only when you say stuff like this, it just makes things too hard. So please, don't chase me anymore, unless you're ready to catch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; There are times when even the best of us have trouble with commitment, and we may be surprised at the commitments we're willing to let slip out of our grasp. Commitments are complicated. We may surprise ourselves by the commitments we're willing to make. True commitment, takes effort, and sacrifice. Which is why sometimes, we have to learn the hard way, to choose our commitments very carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5801735041427171185?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5801735041427171185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5801735041427171185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_8789.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.06'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8835978284789972488</id><published>2007-04-15T22:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:18:56.459-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Oh, The Guilt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;First, do no harm. As doctors, we pledge to live by this oath. But harm happens and then guilt happens. And there is no oath for how to deal with that. Guilt never goes anywhere on its own, it brings its friends - doubt and insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Divorce counselor:&lt;/em&gt; Derek says that neither of you brought any assets into the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Well I had my trust fund, and a sparkling personality uh and a futon couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yes Addison had a very ugly, very heavy futon couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Whatever happened to that couch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; We gave it to Mark. She can have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I don't want him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, well that's settled. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [about the check, which has fallen on the floor]&lt;/em&gt; Is that? That is 8 million. Eight million dollars does not like to have juice spilled on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're here, you're everywhere, and I can't not tell you. You know, I've been not telling you all day because I thought it was kind and I thought I was giving you space. But I can't not tell you because you're here and you're you and I broke up with Finn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, then. Okay. I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; She told you. I've known you my whole life, I grew up with you so I know what you're thinking. That there is a year of your life wasted. Trying to make it work with Addison and you could have been with Meredith. That you could be happy right now. That all this, everything. That you and Meredith could have had a real chance. Still, I thought you should know the truth. Thought I owed you that, as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You're not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [to nurse]&lt;/em&gt; Hi I was paged by Dr. Montgomery-Shepard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Grey, welcome back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; And...uhm... its just Montgomery now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; My name, the divorce was finalized this morning, so Montgomery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; To add to our fun we have been asked to consult on a case where a woman has a foreign object inside of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It appears that her husband is the foreign object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both:&lt;/em&gt; Ex-husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Addison]&lt;/em&gt; Hey, you're Addison Forbes Montgomery Shepard right? That's a lot of names, a lot of rich sounding names. You're rich, right? That's rude. That's a rude question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; First do no harm, easier said than done. We can take all the oaths in the world, but the fact is, most of us do harm all the time. Sometimes even when we're trying to help, we do more harm than good. And then the guilt rears its ugly head. What you do with that guilt is up to you. We're left with a choice. Either let the guilt throw you back into the behavior that got you into trouble in the first place, or learn from the guilt and do your best to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8835978284789972488?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8835978284789972488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8835978284789972488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_3740.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.05'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8353336078027521439</id><published>2007-04-15T22:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:19:03.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"What I Am"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;At some point during surgical residency, most interns get a sense of who they are as doctors and the kinds of surgeons they want to become. If you ask them, they'll tell you they want to be general surgeons, orthopaedic surgeons, neurosurgeons. Distinctions which do more than describe their area of expertise, they define who they are, because outside the operating room, not only do most surgeons have no idea who they are, they're also afraid to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; Holy crap, are you pregnant?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; An adulterous love child?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Goes along with an adulterous sociopath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; So, who's the father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I’m not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I didn’t know I was pregnant when I was pregnant either. But the abdominal pain, fever and the nonstop vomiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I’m not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You don’t know who the father is, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It would have to be Derek’s, there’s no way it could be Finn’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You haven’t had sex with the vet yet? You gotta get out of that relationship immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I can’t be pregnant, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; With a McBaby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Was I this mean to you when you were pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Never would have figured Mark Sloan to be your type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; He's not... he's not...What is he doing here? He's NOT supposed to be here. I can't have him here, I can't... he's supposed to be in New York. I can't function with him here. I'm a professional here, people respect me here, but when he's here I'm just... I'm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; A woman who gets the hots for man candy and cheats on her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; That is rude. And unkind. And completely true. Oh My God, what am I gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; For starters, you can keep your knees closed in his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Miranda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; You asked. And also, you can remember, that no man, not Derek, not Mark, defines who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [on morphine]&lt;/em&gt; Now all my boys are here! You’re all so handsome, and such good kissers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Oh... God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; She’s on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He's an excellent kisser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; You two...dated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You didn't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It wasn't a date so much as a...disastrously uncomfortable sexual experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Bailey walks in]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Bailey, all my boyfriends are here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Can I ask you a personal question? Why did you leave Meredith's mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; I could have left Adele. I could have gone away with Ellis. But I would have had so much baggage, so much guilt. Ellis couldn't see it but I wasn't - I would have never made her happy. Not like she deserved to be happy. I was a better man for walking away. I loved her enough to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [to George]&lt;/em&gt; When I'm on the table, keep me draped. Too many people have seen me naked already. I'd like to keep whatever dignity I have left. [sees Mark] It's McSteamy. McSteamy! Yoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; McSteamy? That's what your calling me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yes, but I don't think you're supposed to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; How's my favorite dirty mistress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Haven't you heard? Now I'm an adulterous whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You deserve to be with somebody who makes you happy. Somebody who doesn't complicate your life. Somebody who wont hurt you. He's the better guy. [pauses and just stares at Meredith] Finn's the better guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Derek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm walking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; So it's Derek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Can I ask why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You are a great guy. You're a wonderful guy. And you may even be the better guy, but -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; He's the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; And I wish he wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; He's gonna hurt you again. And when he does I won't be here. Take care of yourself, Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Dad, mom... It's me. I'm calling from Seattle Grace Hospital where the beautiful, talented and incredibly stubborn Dr. Isobel Stevens has, she's just given me a brand new heart and promised to marry me. I know we've had our differences and I'm sorry we've been out of touch. Believe it or not, I was trying to make everything better. I know you're angry and I hope you'll forgive me. It turns out, sometimes you have to do the wrong thing. Sometimes you have to make a big mistake to figure out how to make things right. Mistakes are painful, but they're the only way to find out who you really are. I know who I am now. I know what I want. I've got the love of my life, a new heart and I want you guys to get on the next plane out here and meet my girl. Everything's gonna be different now, I promise. From here on out, Nothing's ever going to be the same. I love you, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8353336078027521439?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8353336078027521439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8353336078027521439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_6880.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.04'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-4415141380784092578</id><published>2007-04-15T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:19:11.158-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.03</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Sometimes a Fantasy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;Surgeons usually fantisize about wild and improbable surgeries. Someone collapses in a restaurant, you splice them open with a butter knife, replace a valve with a hollowed out stick of carrot-- but every now and then some other kind of fantasy slips in. Most of our fantasies resolve when we wake, vanished to the back of our mind, but sometimes we're sure if we try hard enough-- we can live the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You had a dream about the both of them. Threesome? Nice. Just when I think you're boring, you rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm dating. And it comes with snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [about Burke]&lt;/em&gt; I'm knee deep in coffee, and he's on the sofa playing with himself. And not in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [about Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; I can't believe this! She has two dates and I have a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, you’re a loser. You like comic books, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No... &lt;em&gt;[nods his head, behind Christina's back, and mouths "Yes"]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I got this kid, this patient. She thinks she’s a superhero. What’s up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Superhero? Well, superheroes look like anyone, like you or me. Maybe they’re not someone that people necessarily notice as extraordinary. Maybe in their daily life they get walked on. But then, there’s a moment they get hit by a cosmic ray or bitten by a radioactive spider, and then suddenly something that has been inside them all this times comes raging out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Dude, forget I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I hate the bride thing. I hate the pictures in the magazines of the girl with the veil...and the flowers that she's sniffing. Like it never occurred to her to put her nose in there until there was a camera pointed at her. I hate the idea of bridesmaids...and the colors...and does the bustle make my ass look bigger or smaller. I hate the whole thing and I never wanted to be that girl. That girl is stupid... and shallow. So why the hell is that girl's thoughts running through my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I’m going to do it, George. I’m going to walk through those doors. I just need to make sure that when I’m standing in front of the chief of surgery, I am not thinking about my wedding dress. And that’s gonna take a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; We got half the hospital lookin’ for you. Your powers of invisibility are well intact. Get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Megan:&lt;/em&gt; You’re a hosebag, you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; And you have a potty mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Megan:&lt;/em&gt; Nobody’s cutting me open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; It’s surgery, we do it all the time. In fact, it’s all we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Megan:&lt;/em&gt; You can’t keep telling my foster parents I’m defective. They can’t afford surgery. It’s too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; They can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Megan:&lt;/em&gt; They’ll send me back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Dude, that’s stupid. They got their own personal superhero. Nobody sends back a superhero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Megan:&lt;/em&gt; I thought you said I didn’t have superpowers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, well, you don’t. But take away Green Lantern’s ring, guy’s still a superhero, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [operating on Megan]&lt;/em&gt; Look at this. Everybody wants a life without pain. What does it get you? She needs to be on a poster somewhere, to remind people pain’s there for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Enough! This is NOT dating. I want moonlight, and flowers, and candy and people trying to feel me up. Nobody is trying to feel me up. Nobody is even looking at me. I'm an intern, do the two of you have any idea how much effort it takes to do all this? I am waxed and plucked and I have a clean top on. And the two of you are looking at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, my fantasy is not two men looking at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; We didn't-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No talking until one of you figures out how to put on a date. I want heat! I want romance! Damn it, I want to feel like a freaking lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good, and twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad, and no pain is better. But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us something, and there's only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomach ache. And maybe that's okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-4415141380784092578?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4415141380784092578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/4415141380784092578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_5080.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.03'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-263431230643692319</id><published>2007-04-15T22:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:19:20.327-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"I am a Tree"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;At any given moment, the brain has 14 billion neurons firing at a speed of 450 miles per hour. We don’t have control over most of them. When we get a chill...goose bumps. When we get excited...adrenaline. The body naturally follows its impulses, which I think is part of what makes it so hard for us to control ours. Of course, sometimes we have impulses we would rather not control, that we later wish we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[After they catch Cristina on top of Burke with just her bra and panties on]&lt;br /&gt;Burke: [shocked]&lt;/em&gt; Mama. Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [while she gets off of him and grabs the blanket]&lt;/em&gt; Mama, and daddy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Preston, is this a new service that the hospital is providing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Benjamin O'Leary, 32, in for the removal of a brain tumor that's pressing on his temporal frontal lobe. Clearly it's effecting his impulse control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Benjamin:&lt;/em&gt; It makes me say everything I think. Which apparently is annoying. This doctor looks annoyed anyway. Although it's hard to tell cause she always has a pinched uptight look on her face. Am I annoying you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; It's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruthie:&lt;/em&gt; You can't say it's fine. He doesn't preceive sarcasm or irony. If he's annoying you, you have to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Benjamin:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe I'm not annoying her Ruthie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No, you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Doctor Yang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; He asked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Okay Benjamin, Doctor Yang, as pinched and annoyed as she might be, is going to prep you for surgery today. Do you have any questions for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Benjamin: [about Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; Is that blonde your girlfriend? 'Cause the way you keep looking at her, you might as well just mount her right here, right now. &lt;em&gt;[Derek and the interns are trying not to laugh.] &lt;/em&gt;I'm sorry was I rude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [angry]&lt;/em&gt; I'm proud of you all. You make me proud. You reflect on me well. Grey, if you think you can keep your clothes on long enough to follow up the labs I will appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; The pit? I’m off gynie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Doctor Montgomery-Shepherd is out sick. You can cover the pit or you can… &lt;em&gt;[notices the bulletin board]&lt;/em&gt; You can tell me who's damn panties are on the bulletin board! &lt;em&gt;[Alex and George laugh]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [whispers to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; Yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; This is a hospital people, serious work happens here. We save lives here- &lt;em&gt;[to Alex] &lt;/em&gt;Oh, something funny? &lt;em&gt;[Alex shakes his head]&lt;/em&gt; Whose are these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [whispers to Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; This is bad, this isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [whispers to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; You better claim them. She thinks they are mine. Claim them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [whispers to Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [looking at Meredith and Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; I know it's one of you. It's always one of mine. Always. So tell me, which one of you left your damn drawers on my surgical floor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; All four of you, do not make me regret setting you loose in this hospital. Please do not make me regret letting you loose in this hospital. O'Malley, what do I mean by this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You mean check with you before we cut any wires or steal any hearts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; So, you and O'Malley, huh? How'd that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know, you're a surgeon, how'd that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; His mother rivals my mother and that's saying something. Both of them, dark and evil. &lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm missing dirty stripper Cristina. She was fun and less angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Next time she even looks at me sideways, I’m telling her what I think. She wants to call me a racist. Yeah, okay? I’ll call her a sexist. Change my career after I’m married. What is this, 1953? If she comes at me, I’m going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I think you should. I think we should all just go there. You know, tell the truth, spit it out, go with your gut, follow your instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I miss philandering whore Meredith. She was trashy, and much less idyllic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[at Joes]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Stevens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Please don't call me doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Oookay, please don't call me Mrs. Shepherd! Haaaa! That's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She's drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe:&lt;/em&gt; This is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Did you know about the slutty sex your slutty friend had with my super slutty husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You should have a muffin. They're really good and they help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I may be beyond help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; The body is a slave to it's impulses. But the thing that makes us human is what we can control. After the storm, after the rush, after the heat of the moment has passed, we can cool off and clean up the messes we made. We can try to let go of what was. Then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-263431230643692319?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/263431230643692319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/263431230643692319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3_15.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.02'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-3378890444380884430</id><published>2007-04-15T22:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:19:27.857-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Time Has Come Today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;In the OR, time loses all meaning. In the midst of sutures, and saving lives... the clock ceases to matter. 15 minutes... 15 hours -- inside the OR, the best surgeons make time fly. Outside the OR, however, time takes pleasure in kicking our asses. For even the strongest of us it seems to play tricks. Slowing down... hovering... until it freezes. Leaving us stuck in a moment -- unable to move in one direction or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [pause, glances around]&lt;/em&gt; Why are you all looking at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Well, this is familiar territory for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; There is nothing familiar abut this! Unfamiliar! Denny died. The man she loves, died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, but you're all dark and twisty inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I am not dark and twisty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What, with the Alzheimers thing and the father you don't talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; And the tequila thing and the inappropriate men thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You are dark and twisty inside, Meredith, and now Izzie is dark and twisty inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So all of a sudden I'm the president of people with crappy lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Denny died. Burke got shot. Let's just have a little perspective and realize that what I did was a tiny, slightly small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, whatever, just spit it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I lost my panties, last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You and McDreamy did the Nasty Nasty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith glares at her]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not judging! I'm just trying to wrap my mind around it. I mean, you are with Finn and he's with Addison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He's married to Addison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; YEAH! &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; Well what did Derek say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He said "Meredith what does this mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Ugh! Ok! He has sex with you and he's standing there all McGuilty and all he can say is "Oh, What does this mean?" &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; What does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [to Finn]&lt;/em&gt; Four years of high school, four years of college, four years of med school : by the time we graduate we're in our late twenties and we've never done anything except go to school and think about science. Time stops. We're socially retarded. Ha, I mean, look at me, I'm in love with a guy who won't say he loves me back and here I am, in his kitchen, just hoping he comes home and notices me. I'm a total freak. I'm that girl, who sits in the back of the class and eats her hair. And Meredith, shes seventeen years old, we're all seventeen years old. This is high school with scalpels, Finn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I feel like I'm moving in slow motion and everything around me is moving so fast... and I just want to go back to when things were normal, when I wasn't poor Izzie laying on the bathroom floor in her prom dress with her... her dead fiancee. But I am. So I can't. Am. I'm just stuck... And there's all this pressure cause everyones hovering around waiting for me to do something or say something or flip out or yell or cry some more. And I'm happy to play my part. I'm happy to say the lines and do whatever it is I'm supposed to be doing if it would make everyone feel more comfortable. But I don't... I don't know how to do this. I don't know how to be this person. I don't know who this person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; How did this happen? Why did we end up here? Why am I alone? Where's Denny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're not alone, Iz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You know what? You're an ass. You've lived! You've done things. And you've got the hair. And the hot wife, and the beautiful ex-mistress who's pining for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; She's pining for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You've lived! If you die, who cares... If I die, what? This is it? Callie told me she loved me, I just sat there. I wasn't ready, but now I'm gonna die, and I'll never get the chance to say I love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Do you? Do you love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe. Eventually, I could. One day... soonish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Soonish. I will love you soonish? &lt;em&gt;[laughs]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; I know you think you're scary and damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Dark and Twisty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; It makes you think you don't deserve good things, but you do. And Derek, he's bad for you. But me, I'm a good thing. And if there is a race, if there is a ring, my hat is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Don't ever die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I'll do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love you with you forever. I’m a little late, I know I’m a little late in telling you that. I just, I just want you take your time. Take all the time you need because you have a choice to make. And when I had a choice to make… I chose wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Time flies. Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds. All any of us wants is more time. Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go. Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-3.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-3378890444380884430?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3378890444380884430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3378890444380884430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3.html' title='Quotes &gt; 3ª Temporada &gt; 3.01'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6897386497100400550</id><published>2007-04-15T22:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:30:53.227-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2.html"&gt;2.01: "Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_15.html"&gt;2.02: "Enough Is Enough (No More Tears)"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_8103.html"&gt;2.03: "Make Me Lose Control"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_9963.html"&gt;2.04: "Deny, Deny, Deny"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_535.html"&gt;2.05: "Bring the Pain" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_8176.html"&gt;2.06: "Into You like A Train" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_2553.html"&gt;2.07: "Something to Talk About"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_8424.html"&gt;2.08: "Let It Be"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_3673.html"&gt;2.09: "Thanks for the Memories" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_7066.html"&gt;2.10: "Much Too Much"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_5820.html"&gt;2.11: "Owner of a Lonely Heart" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_9443.html"&gt;2.12: "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_3310.html"&gt;2.13: "Begin the Begin" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_7538.html"&gt;2.14: "Tell Me Sweet Little Lies"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_4483.html"&gt;2.15: "Break On Through"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_4096.html"&gt;2.16: "It's the End of the World"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_4426.html"&gt;2.17: "As We Know It"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_9028.html"&gt;2.18: "Yesterday"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_493.html"&gt;2.19: "What Have I Done To Deserve This?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_7516.html"&gt;2.20: "Band Aid Covers the Bullet Hole" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_9025.html"&gt;2.21: "Superstition" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_3620.html"&gt;2.22: "Name of the Game" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_6593.html"&gt;2.23: "Blues For Sister Someone" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_8268.html"&gt;2.24: "Damage Case"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_8681.html"&gt;2.25: "17 Seconds" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_1786.html"&gt;2.26/27: "Deterioration of the Fight or Flight Response/Losing My Religion"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/guia-de-quotes-1-temporada-2-temporada.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6897386497100400550?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6897386497100400550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6897386497100400550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8422693406192323836</id><published>2007-04-15T21:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:23:43.207-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.26 e 2.27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Deterioration of the Fight or Flight Response" e "Losing My Religion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[voiceovers]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt;Human beings need a lot of things to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; But we only need one thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; To actually be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; We need a beating heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; When our heart is threatened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; we respond in one of two ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; We either run or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; we attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; There's a scientific term for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; or flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; It's instinct...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We can't control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Or can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; How you feeling, Denny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Really, really good. Like an athlete or a superhero or some other really, really healthy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You're funny. You're a funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; What? You like your men sick and feeble? You don't dig healthy guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I... I dig you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Then why are you all swirly and twitchy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah. You are swirly and twitchy. It's 'cause I asked you to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; So you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; It’s not the kind of thing I'd forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah. Look, Denny, um, I'm giving you an out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm giving you an out. I mean... You thought you were dying and I was saving your life and well, you know, it was so &lt;em&gt;[gasp]&lt;/em&gt;. So, I wont hold it against you or be hurt or offended if you wanna take your proposal back... I'm giving you an out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; I don't wanna an out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You should take the out. &lt;em&gt;[laughs nervously]&lt;/em&gt; We can't get married. I mean, that would be crazy, insane. We should date, and have sex. Plenty of sex. You know, when your heart gets better and you're out of the hospital, all the sex you can handle. But marriage is, um, marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, it's my turn now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; But I need to . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; No, no. We're taking turns. I've decided. It's polite and it keeps me from yelling. When it's your turn again, you can talk. &lt;em&gt;[Pause]&lt;/em&gt; For five years, I've had to live by the choices of my doctors. The guys that cut me open decided my life; there wasn't one choice that was mine. And now, I have this heart that beats and works. I get to be like everybody else, I get to make my own decisions, have my own life, do whatever the damned hell I choose. Now here's the good part, so you listen close, what I choose, is you. You're who I want to wake up with and go to bed with and do everything in between with. And do everything in between with. I get a choice now. I get to choose. I choose you, Izzie Stevens. Okay, it's your turn again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Anything I can get for you, Dr. Burke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; No, I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; There, there must be something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; It would be nice to have some ice chips. And, uh, a touch of morphine if I'm allowed. And, uh, &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; Cristina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Coming right up. &lt;em&gt;[She starts to walk out of the room] &lt;/em&gt;Where is Cristina? Where are, where are all my suck-ups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; My interns. My ass-kissing, surgery-hungry, competitive suck-ups. Where are they? Why aren’t they here fetching you ice chips and morphine? Why aren't they here sucking up? &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; You know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I'm a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Preston Xavier Burke, what have you done with my suck-ups?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I cut the LVAD wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Actually, I cut the LVAD wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No, I did. I'm the one who cut the wire. &lt;em&gt;[Pause] [elbows Cristina]&lt;br /&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Fine, I cut the LVAD wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't do anything, I'm totally innocent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina, George, Meredith, Izzie: [all at once]&lt;/em&gt; Alex! - That’s not the point. - What about loyalty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; PEOPLE! I know who did this, so you might as well come clean. I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; With all due respect, sir, if you knew you wouldn't be asking us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You have your suspicions, but you don't actually know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Not for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; And you can't do anything to any of us without proof, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Well, one of you compromised a patient's life. One of you stole an organ. One of you jeopardized the integrity of this hospital and of UNOS. Now you tell me and you tell me right now. &lt;em&gt;[Silence]&lt;/em&gt; Alright, fine. &lt;em&gt;[They start to leave]&lt;/em&gt; No surgeries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; No one scrubs in, no one watches from the galleries, no one so much as goes near the OR floor. Until someone confesses, you will share a single patient: Camille Travis. Whatever she wants, the five of you will provide it. Get the hell out of my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; There's only three careers I've ever wanted. Ruler of my own planet, Wonder Woman, or a surgeon. I don't see any invisible planes or extra countries lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Hey! We stick together, we all did this. Nobody's a victim. We stick together. &lt;em&gt;[Surprised looks from everyone]&lt;/em&gt; Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [to Bailey out in the hall]&lt;/em&gt; Not to bother you, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; What? Alright, one of you better spit out the problem right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; The problem is the colors and the balloons and the Under the Sea. No it's Titanic. Hey, let's go with Tears in Heaven. No, that’s too morbid. It should be pink. It should be red. It should be a freaking rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; What he's saying is that we're very, very hopeful that you speak teenage girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey: [back in the room with the high school girls]&lt;/em&gt; Silver and white. It's mystical and magical without being over the top. Ever seen Fashion Week in New York? Lots of silver and white runways and backdrops. That’s because no matter what color the clothes are, they pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;High School Girls:&lt;/em&gt; They pop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; They pop! O'Malley and Karev, get 500 balloons in silver and white. 100 in black, shiny black not the matte. Yang, stick with Camille, keep her happy, keep her spirits up. Grey, get with Patricia, make sure we can rope off the second floor nurses' station and the waiting room. &lt;em&gt;[They’re all looking at her, in shock]&lt;/em&gt; Oh, no no, you don't get to look at me like that. No, you compromised my medical license, you nearly killed a patient, lied to the chief of surgery, and made me, your resident, look bad, we're gonna do this prom and we're doing it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex: [one on one meeting with the Chief]&lt;/em&gt; I went to college on a wrestling scholarship. I played baseball, some basketball. But we'll go with football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; What the hell does football have to do with who cut the LVAD wires?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Let's say you were drafted to a team that wasn’t your first pick. You know, you don't like the players. You hate the way they play the game. You even think the quarterback is full of crap. The quarterback's a pain in the ass you don't owe a damned thing to. But, it's your team. You don't quit. You don't talk to the press. You don't bitch to the coach. You just, you just go out there every Sunday and you make the blocks and you take the hits and you, you play to win. You show up and you suit up and you play, because it's your freaking team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief: [one on one meeting with Cristina]&lt;/em&gt; I know your type. You're a surgical junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Yes sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; I'm just saying, it's not going to be easy for you to be away from the OR that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; And if you want to get back to the OR, you're going to tell me what I need to know, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You're right, it's not easy for me to be away from the OR. And it's not easy for me to sit in front of you, or any other authority figure, for that matter, and not be able to give you the exact answer that you want to hear. I'm the one with the answers. I've always been the one with the answers. But right now, sir, I don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; How do you keep your edge sir? Because I've watched you and you've been doing this a long time, and you're clean...you're focused, you are the job, nothing gets to you. And the thing is, sir, I was like that...until I got here, until I actually started doing this job and now everything is--is fuzzy and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; That’s beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No, see, sir, this is the point. Because I can't tell you, I can't tell you what happened in that room. And before I could have; no guilt, no loyalties, no problem. Before--before I wouldn't have even been in that room. I wouldn't have gotten involved. I would have never frozen in surgery, and I would have told him what I thought he should do. I had an edge, sir. I had an edge, and I've lost it, and I need it. I need it back. So, if you could just tell me, how you keep yours and how not to be affected, I know I could be a great surgeon. So if you could just give me the answers, I would really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; You're excused Dr. Yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; But--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; You're excused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'll tell you, I'll tell you who cut the LVAD wires if you'll please--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; No you won't, I don't want to know. Not from you. Yeah, I have the answers, but I can't tell them to you. I'm not going to be responsible for you becoming less human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [one on one meeting with the Chief] &lt;/em&gt;I'm a pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not being arrogant, it’s just, it’s just kind of a fact. For a long time I made a career from my looks, so I get it, I'm a pretty girl. And not in a "from a certain angle" way, in an obvious way. It’s the blonde thing and the big boobs thing, big boobs are a key to obvious pretty if you know what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Stevens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; It’s how men see me. I'm not a smart girl or an interesting girl, I'm a pretty girl. The blonde and the boobs it confuses guys into thinking that I'm someone else. And I'm used to it. And I'm used to them walking away when they realize… But then Denny goes and asks me to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Is that why you cut the wires?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; He doesn't make me feel like I'm a pretty girl. He makes me feel like… like me. I think he might know me. And so, if I did cut the LVAD wire, and I'm not saying that I did, but if I did, then no, I don't feel guilty. And I know that I should. And I would if it were anybody else. But I can't feel anything but happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [one on one meeting with the Chief]&lt;/em&gt; Aren't you gonna say anything or&lt;em&gt; [pause]&lt;/em&gt; I'm not gonna break &lt;em&gt;[pause]&lt;/em&gt; I'm starting to get a little freaked out, but I'm not gonna break. It’s not because I don't care, because I do care what you think about me, I do. Care. I just can't tell you want you want to hear. Which seems to be a theme in my life right now. Just because you can't say something doesn't mean you don't want to, you can want to very much. You can be with a person and be happy with them and not love them. And you can love somebody and not want to be with them. You don't need to love someone to want them. Now that's frustrating, when what your brain tells you you want and what you actually want don't match up. It’s exhausting. And, well, it’s complicated. But that's life. And life... sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief: [one on one meeting with Meredith] [as Meredith is staring off]&lt;/em&gt; I've known you for a long time. And I know your mother and father. And I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you did not cut those LVAD wires. Meredith, I need you to tell me who did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I've been going over this and over this in my mind trying to piece this together. It was you, you're the reason my parents broke up. And it wasn't just an affair, she really loved you. It wasn't just this cheap thing where she didn’t tell you she was married. It wasn't all a lie. She left her husband for you. But you stayed with your wife, because it was the right thing to do. Maybe safe, but she was the right person for you to be with. Let’s face it, my mother, nothing wrong with being safe, being with the good guy because he’s good and we are talking about forever here. You've never regretted your decision. You've never looked back... Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Hey I was looking for you, where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm wearing a dress, I have on heels, I shaved my legs - I'm going to the prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You said you didn't want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; No, I said I didn’t want to go with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; CALLIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I said I love you. I said it. I said it out loud, to your face. And ever since.. I've never said that to a guy before, never. And now I'm just this idiot that says I love you and gets avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No, I'm not avoiding you. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You gonna say it back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm humiliated. No, George, let me go. Let me go, let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Stop fighting me. If I say it back right now, you know I'm just saying it because you said it to me. When I, when I say I love you, I want to mean it, because… You just have to give me some time to mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; I hate that I'm so into you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [To Derek, about the prom]&lt;/em&gt; This whole thing brings back very traumatic memories of being a band geek, with braces, and a lisp; spending the whole evening with Skippy Gold talking about Star Wars. So, do you want to dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; You're a lot hotter than my last prom date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Is that a compliment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It feels like a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Then it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well keep it up and you might get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Well, now how lucky are we talking about here? Are we talking kind of lucky or are we talking really, seriously lucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You have been a very patient man and I appreciate it. &lt;em&gt;[He makes a face]&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Liz, Liz was my wife. When she died... you do this thing where you stop making plans. Because you had plans but then there was a car crash and your plans disappeared so you just, I just try to get from sunup to sundown. That’s as far into the future as I can handle. And I've been fine with that, I have. But right now, looking at you, damn, I have all kinds of plans. Don't, don't freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; You're not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No. You have plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; I have plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [chasing Meredith]: &lt;/em&gt;Meredith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Just leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I just want to make sure you're alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No! I'm not alright? Okay? Are you satisfied? I'm not alright. Because you have a wife, and you call me a whore, and our dog died, and now you're looking at me. Stop looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I am not looking at you. I am NOT looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You are looking at me. And you watch me. And Finn has plans. And I like Finn. He's perfect for me, and I'm really trying here to be happy, and I can't breathe. I can't breathe with you looking at me like that so just stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Do you think I want to look at you? That I wouldn't rather be looking at my wife? I'm married. I have responsibilities. She, she doesn't drive me crazy. She doesn't make it impossible for me to feel normal. She doesn't make me sick to my stomach thinking about my veterinarian touching her with his hands. Man, I would give anything not to be looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Can you please, please, just get out? I want to be alone with Denny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie, that’s not Denny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Iz, it’s not Denny. The minute his heart stopped beating he stopped being Denny. Now I know you love him, but he also loved you. And a guy that loves you like that, he doesn't want you to do this to yourself. Because it's not Denny, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; An hour ago he was proposing. And now... and now he's going to the morgue. Isn't that ridiculous? Isn't it the most ridiculous piece of crap you've ever heard? &lt;em&gt;[Starts sobbing]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8422693406192323836?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8422693406192323836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8422693406192323836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_1786.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.26 e 2.27'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8175305640989037440</id><published>2007-04-15T21:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:23:52.835-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"17 Seconds"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;In life we are taught that there are seven deadly sins. We all know the big ones... gluttony, pride, lust. But the thing you don't hear much about is anger. Maybe it's because we think anger is not that dangerous, that you can control it. My point is, maybe we don't give anger enough credit. Maybe it can be a lot more dangerous than we think. After all, when it comes to destructive behavior, it did make the top seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [about Burke, who is playing darts with Derek]&lt;/em&gt; He is picturing my face. He is totally picturing that dart puncturing my skull. Ooh, look at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; Derek, Derek is picturing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He called me a whore. He lost the right to picture me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; So I fall asleep during sex. So what? Ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [about Derek]&lt;/em&gt; Ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [Alex walks over]&lt;/em&gt; Oh, ass! Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex: [to Izzie]&lt;/em&gt; Isobel Stevens has finally left the hospital. Does this mean heart patient dude finally kicked it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Alex]&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry, this section of the bar is for surgeons. We don't socialize with gynecologists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Seen any enema kits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; We have thirteen GSWs and you're looking for enema kits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I'm trapped upstairs with the Gyno-Beast on the Uterus Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Addison can't do this to you forever, Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Want to bet? I swear to God she's ruining vaginas for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I told a lie. &lt;em&gt;[Pause]&lt;/em&gt; To Dr. Burke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Good for you, fight the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No, no, I need ...Oh God I can't think, I can't .. I don't know what to do. What do I do?! There's this guy ahead of Denny on the transplant list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:[consoling tone]&lt;/em&gt; He'll get the next heart, Iz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [yells]&lt;/em&gt; NO! He needs to get this heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; He probably will get a heart at some point, but as long as Denny is doing well at the LVAD and there's someone else ahead of him on the transplant list, he's not going to get the heart, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yes. You're right. Thank you. Thank you. &lt;em&gt;[Izzie starts rooting around for supplies]&lt;br /&gt;Cristina: [whispers to Meredith] &lt;/em&gt;OK, if I was going to pick someone who's gonna psycho and shoot up the place, it's Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Everyone who is entered into the transplant program is clocked in to the second.... to the second, Denny, you were clocked in to the second and so was the other guy, I checked with UNOS. The difference between when you entered the program and when he entered the program is 17 seconds. That it, Denny. 17 seconds. I mean, that's not even the length of a decent kiss. So, this other guy? I'm not saying that he doesn't deserve this heart. I'm sure he does. But so. Do. You. So do you. And if you tell me any more crap about heading towards the light or looking down on me from heaven, I swear, I will kill you myself right now. &lt;em&gt;[Gasping a little]&lt;br /&gt;Denny: [tears in his eyes]&lt;/em&gt; Izzie... &lt;em&gt;[Pause]&lt;/em&gt; I'm gonna be alright. &lt;em&gt;[Shaking her head in disbelief]&lt;/em&gt; Alright, you don't have to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What about ME? What about me when you go into the light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No! I get it, OK? I get it! You'll be OK, you'll be fine, but what about me?! So don't do it for yourself, do it for me! Please? Please, Denny! Please do this for me! Because if you die - Oh, God! You have to do this! You have to do this for me, or I'll never be able to forgive you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; For dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No! For making me love you! Please? Please, do this--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Come here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Please do this for me? OK? Please? OK? I can't do this if you don't, please! Do this for me! Please?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; OK. OK, I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What they're doing is not about love, Derek! Well, it's like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, how you pretend to love me, but really you're just using me to fill some need you have to be a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Now's not the time to talk about this. We'll talk about this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Oh what, you walk away, that's all I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Just calm down, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What, what, you're not going to yell at me, call me names, or, I don't know, ignore me in an elevator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What do you want from me, Addison?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I want you to care. I sleep with your best friend, and you walk away. He comes out here from New York and rubs it in your face, and still you get a good night's sleep. What do I have to do? Oh, I know. Maybe what I should do is go out on a date with the vet because that seems to be something that sends you into a blind rage. Oh but wait, that won't work either because I'm not Meredith Grey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[They realize they have an audience, including Meredith]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I know what you're going to say Richard, but if you knew the day that I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Everybody in this hospital has those days Addison, and no one makes a scene in front of their peers. Get it together. &lt;em&gt;[Long Pause]&lt;/em&gt; Addison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I can't compete. He's not having an affair. He's not trying to hurt me. He's just... &lt;em&gt;[Sighs]&lt;/em&gt;. The only people who don't know that Derek loves Meredith are Derek and Meredith. How do I compete with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; So what makes anger different from the six other deadly sins? It's pretty simple really, you give into a sin like envy or pride and you only hurt yourself. Try lust or coveting and you'll only hurt yourself and one or two others. But anger, anger is the worst... the mother of all sins... Not only can anger drive you over the edge, when it does you can take an awful lot of people with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8175305640989037440?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8175305640989037440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8175305640989037440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_8681.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.25'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8420636149967345842</id><published>2007-04-15T21:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:24:01.401-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Damage Case"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;We all go through life like bulls in a china shop. A chip here, a crack there. Doing damage to ourselves, to other people. The problem is trying to figure out how to control the damage we've done, or that's been done to us. Sometimes the damage catches us by surprise. Sometimes we think we can fix the damage. And sometimes the damage is something we can't even see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So, uh, I don't cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Nobody asked you to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I know, I'm just saying, that you know, I don't cook. So you don't have to cook, I don't expect you to cook for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, you, sit there. Sit down. I want you to drink this and try really hard to act like you aren't scary and damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not scary and damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, I'm not scary or damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Mmmhmm, alright. Why don't you tell me about your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, me not wanting to talk about my family does not make me scary to damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, tell me about the last guy you slept with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie: [walks in and goes to the bathroom naked]&lt;/em&gt; Morning'. &lt;em&gt;[Flushes and walks out]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh my God, did that just happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm having a seizure. I am clearly having a seizure, I'm seizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She didn't wash her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh my God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; All I'm saying George, is that if she needs to pee she can at least wear a bra. Or maybe wait until she's alone. And for the love of everything sanitary, could she just wash her hands? She's a surgeon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You guys were blocking the sink. Anyways, I think you're exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; She peed! Naked peeing! Ask Meredith, Meredith? Oh that's right, I forgot, you're not talking to her. If you were, she would tell you that Callie crosses the line. So crossed the line. So freaking crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, we're still pretending that you're not seeing a patient, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; People! What's with all the evil misery? Huh? Live, and let live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You're cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You are. How is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I scrubbed in on a four hour paraesophageal surgery last night, and then I got laid. And now three ambulances are coming in full of bloody broken car crash victims, all who need to be cut open. So I'm cheery, I'm cheery, I am so cheery! I'm cheery! I'm cheerful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I believed my friend when she told me that Dr. Torres didn't wash her hands.&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Well, I hope that's not true, seeing as she just performed surgery on me and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I never should have told you about George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No, its fine, I'm glad I know about him, and the vet. You really get around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; What did you just say to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; It's unforgivable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I don't remember ever asking you to forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; So was the knitting a phase? Who's next? Alex? 'Cause I hear he likes to sleep around. You two have that in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [she grabs him as he turns to walk off]&lt;/em&gt; You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared, because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; You're driving me crazy with the hovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [sighs]&lt;/em&gt; This could be a mistake. This. Us. You, you, you’re a really nice guy and well, you're, you don't want to get involved with me. If you knew me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Finn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; And damaged. See, I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; If you knew me. If you knew my family. If I told you the guys that I've slept with lately. The scary and damaged may actually be more than you can handle.&lt;br /&gt;Finn: My mother's dead. She got cancer when I was ten and she suffered for a really long time and then she died. And my father never recovered. Its kind of like he died with her, except that his body's above ground and permanently placed in front of a TV with a bottle of scotch in his lap. And the last woman I slept with was my wife, but she died too. It was a car crash so it was quick. She didn't suffer, which I appreciated. Don't worry, I'm thinking that my luck is beginning to change, because I met you. And you like dogs, and you enjoy pony births, and have the ability to save lives. I never said I wasn't scary and damaged too. &lt;em&gt;[She kisses him]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; We're all damaged, it seems. Some of us, more than others. We carry the damage with us from childhood, then as grownups, we give as good as we get. Ultimately, we all do damage. And then, we set about the business of fixing whatever we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8420636149967345842?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8420636149967345842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8420636149967345842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_8268.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.24'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-1722921202337165810</id><published>2007-04-15T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:24:15.192-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Blues For Sister Someone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;The key to being a successful intern is what we give up: sleep, friends, a normal life. We sacrifice it all for that one amazing moment, that moment when you can legally call yourself a surgeon. There are days that make the sacrifices seem worthwhile. And then there are the days where everything feels like a sacrifice. And then there are the sacrifices that you can’t even figure out why you're making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [laughs]&lt;/em&gt; You're thanking me for the most boring sex ever!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't know what else to say. And you did your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [sarcastically]&lt;/em&gt; Ah, thanks. You too! That was really nice work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; We used to be really good at this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Let's do this until we get it right. &lt;em&gt;[Bump heads]&lt;br /&gt;Both:&lt;/em&gt; Ah! Ow, jeez! &lt;em&gt;[Phone rings]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Perfect.&lt;em&gt; [Derek leans over to answer it]&lt;br /&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Hello...Hi...Yeah, yeah - it's about Doc... No, I'm here... I can pick him up this morning... sure, bye! - &lt;em&gt;[Addison snatches the phone from him]&lt;br /&gt;Addison: &lt;/em&gt;Dr. Dandridge, listen, we're gonna have to call you back because we're trying really hard to have some decent sex here - &lt;em&gt;[flash to Meredith on the other end of the phone]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What?! &lt;em&gt;[Laughing] [Meredith hangs up]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Burke, um, I laid on top of you naked last night so why don't you wax nostalgic about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Obviously I can't go out with him, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Do I look like a chick to you? Do I look like I care about yeast cream or tingling feelings? He's not on drugs or in jail or keeping' body parts in his basement. If you want to do 'em, do 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Not do him. Date him. I'm not doing anybody. I'm knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison: [to herself] &lt;/em&gt;Damnit! Sex. Hot sex. Who needs that? Ha ha. Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; It must not have gone so well this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Just run if she looks at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I need an intern, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Uh, I'm with Bailey. &lt;em&gt;[Leaves]&lt;br /&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm with Burke. &lt;em&gt;[Leaves]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Karev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I don't do vagina, not as a doctor anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, back talk, you know what? You just bought yourself a case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Make her seize. How do we make someone have a seizure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Get creative. Do your research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Well, if all the normal methods have failed then what are we supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Use a strobe light. Get her drunk. Hang her up upside down from the ceiling and hit her with a wiffle ball bat, for all I care. Just make her seize. Because until she seizes I don't know where to operate and if I don't know where to operate I can't get this woman out of my life. And this woman, is not how I like to start my mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; What's going on between Stevens and Denny? Is it a crush, an innocent flirtation or is Stevens actually crossing the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well I know she likes him but I can't imagine Izzie would do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't think you and Yang would be stupid enough to fall for your attendings but I was wrong about that wasn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, no, I'm knitting these days and I'm thinking about accepting a date with a veterinarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Grey, do you really think I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Good, maybe you're not so stupid after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; George, don't do the whispering under your breath thing. If you’ve got something to say then just say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, the last time you gave me that advice it went really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You're seriously pissed at me because of because of what happened between you and Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No. &lt;em&gt;[Pause]&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I told you to tell her how you feel. I did NOT tell you to jump into bed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seizure lady:&lt;/em&gt; Adultery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You sent me in there. Was it to humiliate me? I mean, if you knew that she didn’t love me, why, what kind of friend does that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You didn't want to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yes. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seizure lady:&lt;/em&gt; He's in denial, I can work with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You didn't want to hear it. You wanted to keep on being in love with her, George. You did not want to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I know I don't know you very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; You want to talk to me about Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Cause you disapprove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No. This comes from nothing resembling a high horse. High horses want nothing to do with me. With you and Izzie, it's, there are strict rules about doctors dating patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; You know Izzie pretty well, right? You think if I went to her and I said "Hey, you know, this is gonna be pretty bad for your career, you probably shouldn't come around and see me anymore." You think that will have any effect at all? The thing is, I was healthy my whole life till I wasn't. And the last year I've had a lot of time to lie around in bed and think about my life. And the things that I remember best... well, those are the things that I wasn't supposed to do and I did them anyway. See, the thing is, Meredith, life is too damned short to be following these rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn: [after Meredith helped birth a horse]&lt;/em&gt; Is it coming off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, don’t be. It was a great date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Technically it wasn't a date, it was the errand. Now, we could go up to my place. I could cook for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Go up to your place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah. &lt;em&gt;[Shrugging nonchalantly]&lt;/em&gt; Do you want to come up to my apartment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I mean, no, no, I don’t. I mean, I do, but I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; You don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, I do. I mean, I, I, I... no, no I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; All right, well, here's the deal. Um, you have two options. You could, come up to my place... take off all your clothes... shower off the goo, borrow one of my shirts and I'll cook you dinner. That’s door number one. Door number two... you go home. I, I think you ought to take door number one, because you know, it involves you naked in my apartment. But, you know, that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I should point out that there is absolutely nothing you could say that would make me go upstairs with you. I'm kind of offended that you think that I would go upstairs with you. And you should know, that I, am celibate, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I absolutely can not have... sex, with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; If you choose door number one, I absolutely will not have sex with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You won't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; I promise I won't. I won't even try to kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [flirty pouty look]&lt;/em&gt; Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [flirtier pouty look]&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finn:&lt;/em&gt; Choose door number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-1722921202337165810?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1722921202337165810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1722921202337165810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_6593.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.23'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-6250029551583168416</id><published>2007-04-15T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:24:23.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.22</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Name of the Game"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;A good basketball game can have us all on the edge of our seats. Games are all about the glory, pain and the play by play. And then there are the more solitary games. The games we play all by ourselves. The social games, the mind games. We use them to pass the time to make life more interesting... to distract us from what's really going on. There are those of us who love to play games, any games. And there are those of us who love to play a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe:&lt;/em&gt; Dude, is she knitting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You know, as a friend, I gotta tell you, you look a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'm making a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe:&lt;/em&gt; You're knitting. In a bar. You can't knit in a bar, you’re scaring the customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Come on, have a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I can't have a drink, I'm celibate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe:&lt;/em&gt; You mean sober? She means sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No, celibate. I'm practicing celibacy and drinking does not go well with celibacy because it makes everything and everyone seem kind of porn-y. And then my head gets all cloudy and then the next thing you know I'm naked. My point is I'm celibate and knitting is good for surgical dexterity so I'm making a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You? Celibate? I just don't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No more men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; No more men? Really? You? I'm asking, because we're friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Every guy I meet turns out to be married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Ooh ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Sorry. Or Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, I'm going to over there now. &lt;em&gt;[she gets up and leaves]&lt;br /&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Sorry. Or, remember the horrible thing I did? Remember George?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You're making a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I am making a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; He's just not George anymore. He's broken George. First he chops off his hair. Then he starts hanging out with this... Callie. That is not a name. Callie! Who is she anyway? I'm his best friend. Not that he talks to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Triple word score. 69 points. Woman, I am beating the pants off of you. Pay attention. What in the hell are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm knitting a sweater. Actually Meredith, that's my friend, the friend that broke George, is knitting a sweater. She's not really knitting a sweater, because she cannot knit, but I want her to think she is knitting, because she and I took a celibacy vow, so she's replacing sex with knitting, so I am knitting pieces of Meredith's sweater, so she can actually believe she is knitting, because if anybody needs to be celibate, it's Meredith, because she broke George, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; You took a vow of celibacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; How am I supposed to get in your pants if you took a vow of celibacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; That is a very inappropriate thing to say to your doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, you know what's inappropriate? Promising sexual favors to a patient in order to get them to live, and then backing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Denny Duquette, I so never, ever promised-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; In my head you did. In my head, you delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; But don't worry, you weren't very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Ok. You know what, I was being nice. I was letting you win, because you're "Mr. Sick Needs a New Organ Guy," but just for that comment, I'm gonna kick your ass. Yeah, I'm gonna-- you put down "mount," Denny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; What'd you do piss off the Chief?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I pissed off the Chief. I had a baby. I gave birth. I created a human life. I'm a surgeon, we don’t do that. He's Mommy-tracking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; He's just going easy on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; No, I change diapers. I... I clean spit up. I sing the ABCs, I am covered in mommy. But that does NOT mean I will be mommy-tracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You're freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I just need a surgery, I need a surgery now. So for today, I'm your intern. I have not begun to freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Alright, come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; So George? He's really, really your type, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You don't see him. Either of you. He's just, he's just George to you. He's... he's just O'Malley, your roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You don't have to get all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; He makes my world stop. George O'Malley is sweet and kind and smart and strong. And he makes my world stop. So you shut up about him. Don't forget to clean it up, when you're done smashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Holy crap... George is her McDreamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; So this whole lying thing, this is working out for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom with Cancer:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Look, you're going to die and soon. You get that, right? There's no rosy picture to paint here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom with Cancer:&lt;/em&gt; You're not a mother. You don't know what its like to hold your newborn baby in your arms and smell the top of her head. And know your only job in the world is to protect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; You think you're protecting her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom with Cancer:&lt;/em&gt; I am protecting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I guess you can call it what you want. But you should just know you're leaving behind a kid that will probably hate you for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Ahem... Dr. Karev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; No, I'm talking this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I tell the truth. It’s what I do. It doesn't make me a bad doctor. Everyone walks around this place lying. Look we tell a patient that’s dying that there's hope when there is no hope. Maybe I'm a pig, maybe I'm an ass, and maybe I'm a vermin like everybody says. But I tell them the truth. It’s the one thing that I've got going for me. And you don't get to take that away from me and call it a lesson. Sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thatcher:&lt;/em&gt; She looks so... so much like her mother. Ellis was cold. I mean, I was a coward. I was. I left. But her mother would never let me know her and ... now I don’t know how to know her. Uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Well, Meredith is anything but cold. She smiles - not that often - but when she does, you know because she's really going through a lot, but its... it’s like you feel warm. She's kind. I mean, she can be a little selfish... she can be... she's flawed, but she's kind. She cares about people and uh... she cares about her patients. I think she's going to be a brilliant surgeon. You know, around here, she's known as the one to beat. So I... I guess she has that in common with her mom, but... I think the rest of her, I think the rest of that, she gets from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom with Cancer:&lt;/em&gt; Study hard. Keep your grades up. But starting next year, you're gonna want to take two AP classes a semester if you want to get into a decent college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia:&lt;/em&gt; Mom, this is really morbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom:&lt;/em&gt; And your Aunt Sue is kind of lazy when it comes to personal hygiene, so you may have to be the one to remind her when its time to get your eyebrows waxed or your hair cut. But eventually she'll get the routine down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia:&lt;/em&gt; Can we not have this conversation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, this might sound random but, always wear underwear under pantyhose. I know it might feel a little bulky, but honestly it’s a little Slutty not to. And also, that’s how you get yeast infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia:&lt;/em&gt; Mom, this is totally gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom:&lt;/em&gt; And marry a kind man. One who's nice to his mother. Now if he lives with his mother you run the opposite way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia:&lt;/em&gt; Mom, I'm not getting married anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom:&lt;/em&gt; You will someday, and when that day comes, just have one glass of champagne and then you drink water for the rest of the night. Because there is nothing tackier than a drunken bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia:&lt;/em&gt; Mom, I don’t want to... why are you telling me all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom:&lt;/em&gt; Honey, I've been sick for a long time and the doctors don't think that I'm going to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia:&lt;/em&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom:&lt;/em&gt; Amelia, listen to me. Look at me. Amelia. This is important. This one is... is really the important one. Someday you're gonna have a baby. And you're gonna feel overwhelmed by this little life you're responsible and you're going to think... worry that everything you do is wrong. And that's normal. You’re gonna obsess about what to feed it and where to send it to school and whether it should take violin or piano. But I'm gonna let you in on a little secret: it doesn't matter. Whether your kid is a concert pianist or a math genius. It just doesn't matter. Because, at the end of the day, all that matters is if your kid is happy. So you're gonna feel sad for a little while. And that's ok. That’s... that's fine. But don't feel sad forever okay? You promise me that? You promise me that you won't feel sad for too long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia:&lt;/em&gt; I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom:&lt;/em&gt; Thank you. Because you're making me feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; So go ahead... argue with the ref, change the rules, cheat a little, take a break and tend to your wounds. But play. Play. Play hard, play fast... play loose and free. Play as if there's no tomorrow. Okay, so it's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-6250029551583168416?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6250029551583168416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/6250029551583168416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_3620.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.22'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-1344281491027815671</id><published>2007-04-15T21:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:24:33.315-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Superstition"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;My college campus has a magic statue. It’s a longstanding tradition for students to rub its nose for good luck. My freshman roommate really believed in the statue's power and insisted on visiting it to rub its nose before every exam. Studying might have been a better idea, she flunked out her sophomore year. The fact is, we all have little superstitious things we do. If it’s not believing in magic statues, it’s avoiding sidewalk cracks or always putting our left shoe on first. Knock on wood. Step on a crack, break your mothers back. The last thing we want to do is offend the gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Ah! Juju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You juju'ed Meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; I did, in the spirit of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; What, are we not being friends with Meredith anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No, no, we are. Meredith and I are friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; And you and I are married. So by proxy, Meredith and I are friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; That’s very big of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You don’t have to do that. It’s not like I'm going to be friends with... let's say... Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, well, neither am I. Now finish your juju before somebody else dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Great. No blood, no guts, no lives to save. It's dead quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Uh, did you really just say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You said the "q" word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; That's like saying Macbeth in the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Please. You think because someone says its quiet that'll mean-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[All hell breaks loose]&lt;br /&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Can anyone spell coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Ow, ow, you're touching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; George says you have one of Burke's scrub caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; GIVE IT TO HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What? He doesn’t need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; That's not your decision to make, not when he's going in on Denny. Now are you going to give it to him or am I going to physically take it from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Are you threatening me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I swear to god, Cristina, I like you, I really do. But I grew up in a trailer park and I am so not above kicking your pampered, little Beverly Hills ass. And I do mean, physically kicking your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You don't have to follow me. &lt;em&gt;[Walks up to Burke and hands him the cap]&lt;br /&gt;Burke: &lt;/em&gt;Thank you. How long have you had this? It's one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know you don’t need it. I keep that cap in my locker because every morning I look at it and I'm reminded of what I'm here for and what I want to be. A great surgeon. A surgeon who is decisive and executes and who doesn’t need a piece of clothing to give him an edge in surgery. You don't need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I know. You're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I know I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Cristina leaves. Burke walks off in the opposite direction putting the cap on]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Just so we're clear, we're over, Alex. This is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex: [about Denny]&lt;/em&gt; What? You're breaking up with me over a corpse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No! No! I'm breaking up with you because, on your very best day, that corpse... is twice the man you will ever be. You're not good enough for me, Alex. You're not good enough for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; O'Malley, you are a sad excuse for a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I know you heard me, you're like a whiny little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; You know why he's not speaking to you, because he's not over you. Man, you got laid, it went badly. A man would move on. But you, you mope around this place like a dog that likes to get kicked. You make me sick. If it wouldn’t get me thrown out of the program, I'd smash your pathetic little face right into that locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [to Callie]&lt;/em&gt; Hi. I didn’t call. I should have called. I just... &lt;em&gt;[She walks off]&lt;br /&gt;[He open his cell phone and calls her]&lt;br /&gt;George: &lt;/em&gt;This is George O'Malley calling, you gave me your phone number. I know I should have called sooner, but I'm calling now and I just wanted to know if maybe you wanted to go out with me sometime. Because... I love to watch you set bones and I rarely spend that much time in a woman's restroom and I really like you. So... is that a yes? &lt;em&gt;[She nods]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;Superstition lies in the space between what we can control and what we can't. Find a penny, pick it up, and all day long you'll have good luck. No one wants to pass up a chance for good luck. But does saying it thirty three times really help? Is anyone really listening? And if no ones listening, why do we bother doing those strange things. We rely on superstitions because we're smart enough to know we don't have all the answers. And that life works in mysterious ways. Don't diss the juju, from wherever it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-1344281491027815671?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1344281491027815671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/1344281491027815671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_9025.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.21'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5025604841682305064</id><published>2007-04-15T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:24:54.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Band Aid Covers the Bullet Hole"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;As doctors, patients are always telling us how they'd do our jobs. Just stitch me up, slap a band-aid on it and send me home. It’s easy to suggest a quick solution, when you don’t know much about the problem or you don’t understand the underlying cause or just how deep the wound is. The first step toward a real cure is to know exactly what the disease is to begin with. But that’s not what people want to hear. We're supposed to forget the past that led us here, ignore the future complications that might arise and go for the quick fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; So- just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Just friends. You know, technically you tell friends stuff, after which we share the moments of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I'll keep that in mind next time I do a horrible thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No, really, it's Ok. I don't want to know. Even if I beg, don’t tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Cristina, about George]&lt;/em&gt; And you’re afraid Burke will realize he makes a better girlfriend than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; You didn’t call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I did, I did, a few times. I just hung up every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; Nice, very stalker like. I make you nervous, don’t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callie:&lt;/em&gt; That’s good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; That’s... what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; There’s a line, between friends and not friends. And if I tell you this, if I tell you this horrible thing, then you have to react as my friend. Not as my not friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I can do that. Alright, tell me what’s wrong, I'll tell you how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Ok, are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I’m ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hmm... I slept with George... and it was a horrible mistake and now everything has changed and I don’t know how to repair it. I don’t even know where to start, but I just know that I have to and... Say something friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You tell him that. You find George and you apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; That’s what everyone’s saying, but he won't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Tell him again. You tell him you’re sorry. Just tell him again and again and again until he listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; How do I do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You do what I do. Use the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [to George, in the elevator]&lt;/em&gt; You’re trapped. And you don’t have to talk; I’ll do the talking. George, I am truly, very, deeply sorry. And I’m not going to make excuses, I’m just sorry. Look I know you’re going to get off this elevator and walk away and not look back. But George, we're friends, real friends. And that means, no matter how long it takes, when you finally do decide to look back, I’ll still be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; As doctors, as friends, as human beings, we all try to do the best we can. But the world is full of unexpected twists and turns. And just when you’ve gotten the lay of the land, the ground underneath you shifts. And knocks you off your feet. If you’re lucky, you’ll end up with nothing more than a flesh wound, something a band-aid will cover. But, some wounds are deeper than they first appear and require more than just a quick fix. With some wounds, you have to rip off the band-aid, let them breathe, and give them time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5025604841682305064?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5025604841682305064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5025604841682305064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_7516.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.20'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-710613524358177653</id><published>2007-04-15T21:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:25:09.464-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"What Have I Done To Deserve This?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;Okay, so, sometimes even the best of us make rash decisions. Bad decisions. Decisions we pretty much know we're going to regret the moment, the minute, especially the morning after. I mean, maybe not regret, regret because at least, you know, we put ourselves out there. But... still. Something inside us decides to do a crazy thing. A thing we know will probably turn around and bite us in the ass. Yet, we do it anyway. What I'm saying is... we reap what we sow. what comes around goes around. It's karma and, any way you slice it... karma sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [about Alex]&lt;/em&gt; What? So I slept with him again. So I'm a big whore. A big horny whore who can't get enough. Can we get over the shocked silence already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael:&lt;/em&gt; What exactly do you mean when you say blood in the ventricle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rick:&lt;/em&gt; Oh my God, his brain is bleeding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Well there’s no need to panic. It’s a small amount of blood. And these injuries often resolve themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rick:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah but what if it doesn’t? Will he lose IQ points? Because he’s very smart and that’s important to him. He likes to be smart. &lt;em&gt;[to Michael]&lt;/em&gt; Do you think we should sue that little brute that hit the ball? Or the coach? We could sue the coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael:&lt;/em&gt; Shawn loves the coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rick:&lt;/em&gt; Shawn’s brain is bleeding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Stop pouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not pouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Oh please, I don’t even have to look at you, I can feel you pouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not being inappropriate, he's acting like she skinned his puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; That’s not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I'm not a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; It's just that, I believe in Karma. You know, good things happen to good people. At least, I thought that was the way the universe works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; How can you think that and practice medicine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Fine! I'm not saying that everybody who gets sick, or everybody that dies is bad, I think there is a balance. Or there should be a balance... There should be some sort of balance. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Good God, O'Malley, what the hell did Grey do to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; All right. So you slept with O'Malley. Big deal. Get over it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; He told you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; What? No. I...I was just kidding! Well, it's not like I should be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Because when your life is sucky, you get drunk and sleep with inappropriate men. It’s your thing. Whatever. I find it charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well- you sleep with inappropriate women when you're sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Hey! Izzie forgave me for that! Why are you trying to piss me off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're trying to suggest that it's Ok for you to sleep with Olivia, but not Ok for me to sleep with George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[George walks in]&lt;br /&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You told him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; George wait! It's not what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Wow, when I'm wrong about someone, I'm REALLY wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Dude! Chill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I'M NOT -- I WILL NOT CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie and Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Baby boy's freaking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; We can see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie and Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Why is he freaking out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; George! Wait, we need talk about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, you want to talk now because you told everyone that we had sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You had sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You had sex with George?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You didn’t tell them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; DAMMIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Actually I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; I think you might be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You must have been very, very good to deserve me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; So she really didn't tell you about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No. Why, is that a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Well, she tells you everything. So it didn't matter enough to her to even talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; George, the pity thing? Not good. If you want crappy things to stop happening to you, then stop accepting crap and demand something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; There’s a suitcase in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I was just getting my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; There’s a suitcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I don’t live here anymore. Excuse me... Why? I just want to know, why, if you didn’t want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't know I didn't want to. You were there, and you were saying all the right things, and I was sad, and so I thought, maybe I’ve been overlooking what's been in front of me, and if I just give it a chance, because you're George, and you're so great... I didn't know I didn't want to... until I knew I didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Can we please just go back to everything the way it was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I don’t know how to go back. No, I'm done. We're done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; One way or another our karma will leave us to face ourselves. We can look our karma in the eye or we can wait for it to sneak up on us from behind. One way or another, our karma will always find us. And the truth is, as surgeons, we have more chances than most to set the balance in our favor. No matter how hard we try we can't escape our karma. It follows us home. I guess we can't really complain about our karma. It's not unfair. It's not unexpected. It just...evens the score. And even when we're about to do something we know will tempt karma to bite us in the ass...well, it goes without saying. We do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-710613524358177653?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/710613524358177653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/710613524358177653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_493.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.19'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-490150886958572102</id><published>2007-04-15T21:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:25:17.712-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Yesterday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;After careful consideration and many sleepless nights, here’s what I've decided. There's no such thing as a grown-up. We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and form our own. But the basic insecurities, the basic fears and all those old wounds just grow up with us. And just when we think life and circumstances have forced us truly to become an adult, your mother says something like that. Or worse, something like that. We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. But, for the most part, we're still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [about Burke]&lt;/em&gt; You know, he’s acting like I committed a crime. Like my apartment is full of stolen goods. He’s acting like I kept my apartment to hide stolen goods so I could do illegal transplants for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Are you sure he’s not just acting like you lied to him about moving in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; What the hell's wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; My mommy’s a filthy whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You have dirty in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; You have dirty in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not doing dirty with you anymore. It was a one-time lapse in judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; No it was a four-time lapse in judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Well, it’s not gonna happen again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm serious. We're friends and it didn’t work when we tried to be more than that, so, as fun as it was, it’s not gonna happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; How do I look today? Would you say that I look nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Well, you could use a little more lip gloss but yes, you’re very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Aw, you're mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm just kidding, you look fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Seriously, how’s my breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; George, would you just talk to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Punching out people on my surgical floor. My head of neurosurgery punching out people on my surgical floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Put the ice on your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; My hand is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Put the damn ice on your two million a year hand. Now, would someone tell me what the hell happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; That was Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Who’s Mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; He and Derek used to work together back in New York. And they, we, were all close friends. Until Derek found us in bed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Did you put your weight behind it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Well, all right then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; Derek and I always did have the same taste in women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You're Derek’s lusty intern, right? I've heard about you all the way back in New York. You're famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I heard about you all the way here in Seattle, so I guess we have a lot in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; We're the dirty mistresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I suppose we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; My 400 dollar an hour shrink says that it’s because behind this rugged and confident exterior, I'm self destructive and self-loathing to an almost pathological degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hey, we do have a lot in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You know, it’s funny, Derek walks in on me naked with his wife, actually in the throes, and he just turns around and walks away. But he sees me so much as talking to you, and I'm on the ground bleeding. Interesting, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why is he suturing his own face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; To turn me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Because he’s Mark Sloan, he’s like the go-to plastic surgeon on the east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; That’s the guy Addison was sleeping with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You can’t really blame her, can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No, not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yes, you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; McSexy wants an X-ray to check for fractures and I think it’s a bad idea if I take him. &lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; I'm on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Why's it a bad idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; McSexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; McYummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith and Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; McSteamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Aw, there it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me, I'm just choking back some ... McVomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You know when you don’t have sex for a while you sort of forget how good it is and you don't really need it as much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, that doesn't happen to guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; It’s like a beast, a beast that was asleep for a long, long time. And now the beast is wide-awake and wants to be fed and the food that Alex gave it- it was good food George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Something needs to be done about your taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Ah, you’re just jealous because your beast is still asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; My beast isn’t asleep. My beast never sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [about Addison]&lt;/em&gt; I don't get what McDreamy and McSteamy see in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; She's McHot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; McYeah she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; I'm hoping Addison shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You're still in love with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark:&lt;/em&gt; You're still in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Hum-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I am Preston Burke, a widely renowned cardiothoracic surgeon. I am a professional. And more than that I am a good and kind person. I am a person that cleans up behind myself. I am a person that cooks well. And you, you are an unbelievable slob. A slovenly, angry intern. I am Preston Burke. And you, you are the most competitive, most guarded, most stubborn, most challenging person I have ever met. And I love you. What the hell is the matter with you that you won’t just let me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I gave up my apartment 20 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Well, alright then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; I've heard that it’s possible to grow up, I've just never met anyone who’s actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way. We whisper secrets with our best friend, in the dark. We look for comfort where we can find it. And we hope against all logic, against all experience, like children, we never give up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-490150886958572102?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/490150886958572102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/490150886958572102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_9028.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.18'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-352130883718313902</id><published>2007-04-15T20:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:25:25.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"... As We Know It"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;In hospitals they say you know. You know you’re going to die. Some doctors say it’s a look patients get in their eyes. Some say there’s a scent, a smell of death. Some say there’s just some kind of sixth sense, when the great beyond is headed for you, you feel it coming. Whatever it is, it's creepy. Because if you know, what do you do about it? Forget about the fact that you're scared out of your mind. If you knew this was your last day on earth, how would you want to spend it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; OK, you know when you don't need to be made fun of? Like when you have your hand inside a body that's got a bomb in it and a stranger is Velcro-ing a flak jacket to your boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd. What are we gonna do? I mean, about Dr. Bailey. Can--can we drug her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Against her will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; No. Well... yes. I mean, can't we force her to push? If, uh... we declare her temporarily insane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; You want me to declare Miranda Bailey - Miranda Bailey - incompetent? Do you think that'll help, make her more inclined, more comfortable giving birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I don't know. That’s why I'm asking you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Do you think I'm not doing everything I can to help her? I mean, do you think I'm just out here because, I don’t know, I'm feeling lazy, just need a little me time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I'm just asking-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Stop asking! Because no matter what you ask, the answer is I don't know. I'm doing everything I can--everything I can. Miranda Bailey's husband is in mortal danger--actual mortal danger--and there is not a lot I can say to comfort her because there's not a lot anybody can say to comfort me. I'm doing my best. Dr. Bailey is doing her best. And I need you to do your best, and I need it to be better than standing here asking me the world's stupidest questions. I don't know, O'Malley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I cannot do this with you in here. I cannot think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know in movies how there's a hero and there's always the other guy, the one who sees danger and runs in the opposite direction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Be the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Is this the strangest thing that’s ever happened in your OR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I'd have to say it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Good, because I'm very competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; All the best surgeons are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Stop it. I’m not a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dylan:&lt;/em&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; The two of you are looking at me the way we look at patients. Like I’m gonna freak out at any minute. I’m not going to freak out, so whatever it is, just tell me straight out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; The main oxygen line runs directly under this floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay... Not okay. Well? I need one of you to tell me what this means exactly. Because I think I know what it means. But I tend to be glass half-empty these days. So I won’t trust what I think it means. Because what I think it means is that if the bomb were to explode over the oxygen line, the whole hospital could blow up. And that’s just crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief: &lt;/em&gt;She's right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Oh Derek, thanks god your alright. &lt;em&gt;[Addison hugs Derek, Derek looks around]&lt;br /&gt;Adele:&lt;/em&gt; That was not the she he was asking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina. I have my hand on a bomb. I’m freaking out. And most importantly, I really have to pee. Tell me anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; He told me he loved me. Last night, he thought I was sleeping, but I heard him say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Burke loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;em&gt; [To Dylan]&lt;/em&gt; Mind your own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Burke loves you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, everybody has problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well are you gonna say it back, or-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Of course not! He didn’t say it to me, he said it to sleeping me! Reciprocity is not required. Besides he might blow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Excellent point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The gurney hits a bump in the floor]&lt;br /&gt;Dylan:&lt;/em&gt; Alright everybody. Let’s just keep placing one foot in front of the other &lt;em&gt;[gives Cristina an ‘I told you so' look]&lt;/em&gt; . Nice and slow. Alright, Meredith? We’re almost there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dylan:&lt;/em&gt; We’re almost there. Nice and easy, right? Alright let’s go. Nice and slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You had to say you’re going to die today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Bailey I'm surprised at you. I really thought- this is not how I thought you would do this. I truly... I expected more. You're Dr. Bailey. You don't hide from a fight. You don't give up. You strive for greatness. You, Dr. Bailey, you are a do-er. I know your husband's not here, and I know there are a lot of things going on here that we have no control over. But this? This- we can do. Ok? Ok. Let's have this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Bailey, hey, I can see his head. He's got a lot of hair, but he's kind of cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; O'Malley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Stop looking at my va-jay-jay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yes, ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Hey. You almost died today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, I almost died today. &lt;em&gt;[Derek is at a loss for words and starts heading to the door] &lt;/em&gt;I can't, I can't remember our last kiss. All I could think about was I'm going to die today and I can't remember our last kiss. Which, is pathetic but the last time we were together and happy, I... want to be able to remember that, and I can't. I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm glad you didn't die today. &lt;em&gt;[Starts to leave but stops]&lt;/em&gt; It was a Thursday morning, you were wearing that ratty little 'Dartmouth' T-shirt you look so good in, the one with the hole at the back of the neck. You'd just washed you hair and you smelled like some kind of... flower. I was running late for surgery, you said you were going to see me later, and you lean to me, put you hand on my chest and you kissed me. Soft. It was quick. Kind of like a habit. You know, like we'd do it everyday for the rest of our lives. And you went back to reading the newspaper and I went to work. That was the last time we kissed. &lt;em&gt;[Derek starts to leave]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Lavender. My hair smelled like lavender... from my conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Lavender. Huh. &lt;em&gt;[Smiles then leaves]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-352130883718313902?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/352130883718313902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/352130883718313902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_4426.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.17'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-8216378164665604389</id><published>2007-04-15T20:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:25:33.807-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"It's the End of the World..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;It's... a look patients get in their eyes. There is a scent, the smell of death. Some kind of sixth sense. When the great beyond is headed for you, you feel it coming. What's the one thing you've always dreamed of doing before you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Meredith]&lt;/em&gt; You have to go to work. You're an intern. Saving lives is not optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You have a feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Okay, what kind of feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Like I might die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Today? Tomorrow? In 50 years? We're all going to die eventually. Now we're late! Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Cristina. C'mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; This is me being supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, fine, I'm totally supportive. Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Ok. The man I love has a wife and then he chooses her over me. And that wife takes my dog - Ok, she didn't take the dog, I gave it to her, but I didn't mean to give it to her, I meant to give it to him - but that does not change the fact that she's got my McDreamy. And my McDog. She's got my McLife! And what have I got? &lt;em&gt;[Sits up]&lt;/em&gt; You know, I can't remember the last time we kissed. 'Cause you never think the last time is the last time, you think there'll be more. You think you have forever, but you don't. Plus my conditioner decided to stop working and I think I have brittle bones. I just- I just need something to happen. I need a sign that things are gonna change. I need a reason to go on. I need some hope. And in the absence of hope, I need to stay in bed and feel like I might die today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina: [throws back blanket]&lt;/em&gt; Whatever - everybody has problems. Now get your ass out of bed and get to work. NOW! Move! Move! Move! &lt;em&gt;[Opens the door to find Izzie and George] &lt;/em&gt;We're good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; You alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I have a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I get those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; And?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; If you wait long enough it passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; You promise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Meredith walks away, and Addison walks in]&lt;br /&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; Hey... What you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Waiting for it to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addison:&lt;/em&gt; For what to pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Bailey's back?&lt;em&gt; [Hurries to the door but stops when he looks in the window]&lt;/em&gt; And her cervix is being examined by my wife, which is a visual I will never get out of my head. Thanks for the warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; What are you people doing out here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Are you alright? Can I get you anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; A boy the size of a 10 lb. bowling ball is trying to work it’s way out of my body. Can you get me something for that. Can you get me a new vagina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; Uh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Eat something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I knew Meredith and Cristina would be out on the floor with the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [uncharacteristically gruff]&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Is it wrong that we're jealous? It's alright to be jealous, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; The fact that we're jealous because they both might die is not a reflection of our character. It's about feeling useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Ineffectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; We couldn't even get Meredith out of bed this morning without calling Cristina. How embarrassing is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You know what I think, George? I think Meredith and Cristina are do-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; They're do-ers. They do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; They do. And we.... we watch. We're watchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Izzie spies Alex talking to a hospital aide]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; We have to become more proactive George. We have to become do-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Fight for what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; We have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Izzie gets up and leaves]&lt;br /&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Oh. You mean. We're starting right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; How crazy is this? Dude, it's like the Apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; It's true. Look around you. Half the people who're supposed to be saving lives have fled the building to save themselves. Bailey's husband almost died coming to see his kid getting born. The annoying twins are down on the OR floor with the guy who might literally explode their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Cut to the supply closet]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Take off your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Izzie, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; I'm being a do-er. Getting while the getting's good. Now take off your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; You realize when I said the apocalypse before, I meant it metaphorically, not literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Alex, I haven't had sex in eight months and twelve days. I'm horny, I'm half-naked, and I'm saying yes. Do you want to stand there and talk metaphors, or do you want to literally take off your pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dylan (Bomb Squad Guy):&lt;/em&gt; The chief of surgery has authorized me to evacuate everyone on this floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; The Chief of Surgery doesn't scare me. Dr. Bailey scares me. I'm not going to be the one to let her husband die, which is what would happen if I put his skull flap on, in this condition. Bomb or no bomb. Now get out of my OR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Uh, Dr. Bailey, you're having a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I'm holding it IN. I'll have him tomorrow. Just not now, not like this. NO. &lt;em&gt;[She starts to cry]&lt;/em&gt; I'm going home! I'm going home right now! I can't. I can't do this without my husband, I can't do this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-8216378164665604389?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8216378164665604389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/8216378164665604389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_4096.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.16'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-5385328150005706899</id><published>2007-04-15T20:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:25:42.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Break On Through"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;In general, lines are there for a reason: for security, for clarity. If you choose to cross the line, you pretty much do so at your own risk. So why is it, that the bigger the line, the greater the temptation to cross it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; My dad's a truck driver, my mom's a teacher. If the evening news shows me crossing a picket line, they'll outlive me just to pee on my grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chief:&lt;/em&gt; We need an additional 40 nurses to relieve the overtime that they're striking about. That's 2 million dollars a year we don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Have you checked under the couch? I always find spare change under the cushions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; George is cowering behind the picket line like a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sydney:&lt;/em&gt; Standing up for what he believes in, that's my kind of little girl! Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sydney: [about Cristina, who wants to remove the patient's leg]&lt;/em&gt; And when I do, our eager young intern here can hold the saw. Unlike Dr. Karev, kindness and compassion aren't very high on her list of priorities, but a little bone-saw action? Maybe that will earn me some respect, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [trying to convince a patient to give her child up for adoption]&lt;/em&gt; She can have more than a trailer park and a graveyard shift at a truck-stop diner. Don't you want that for her? I mean, if you can get past the fact that I'm superior, and that I'm judging you, and telling you what's best for your family...if you can just get past all of that, isn't it possible that I'm also right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; I'm not used to being wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I know. But you're an intern. Second-guessing a resident? That's not your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me, why aren't YOU apologizing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burke:&lt;/em&gt; I'm an Attending, I don't have to apologize to residents. You, on the other hand, are an intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George: [after Meredith and Izzie climb into his bed]&lt;/em&gt; What happened today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; We don’t know everything about each other, George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; True… anybody want to have sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; We can’t help ourselves. We see a line, we want to cross it. Maybe it’s the thrill of trading the familiar for the unfamiliar. A sort of personal dare. Only problem is, once you’ve crossed it’s almost impossible to go back. But if you do manage to make it back across that line you find safety in numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-5385328150005706899?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5385328150005706899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/5385328150005706899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_4483.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.15'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-7529274474176716179</id><published>2007-04-15T20:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:25:49.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Tell Me Sweet Little Lies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;As doctors, we're trained to be skeptical, because our patients lie to us all the time. The rule is, every patient is a liar until proven honest. Lying is bad. Or so we are told constantly from birth - honesty is the best policy, the truth shall set you free, I chopped down the cherry tree, whatever. The fact is, lying is a necessity. We lie to ourselves because the truth, the truth freaking hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I’m putting my foot down, either the dog moves out or I do. Foot, down, now. Me or the dog, which is it?... You hesitated! She hesitated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You hesitated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; I didn’t hesitate, I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You have to think about it? Fine, I’m moving out right now. &lt;em&gt;[Runs into Dr. Bailey]&lt;/em&gt; Later, I’m moving out later. Right now, I have rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophie: [to George]&lt;/em&gt; Ooh, an Irishman! I love the Irish. They have a sparkle, you can see it in the eye, and the swagger. O’Malley, show me the swagger. &lt;em&gt;[George walks]&lt;/em&gt; The eyes are right, but you’ll have to work on the swagger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You want to be me, but you can't be me. You want to be me, but you... &lt;em&gt;[looks sick]&lt;br /&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Crap. She's gonna blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; We're in an elevator. That's your specialty, right? McDreamy moments in elevators?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; Dr. Yang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know what? For just a moment, I’m not Dr. Yang and you’re not Dr. Shepherd. You’re the guy who screwed up my friend. The guy who drove her to get a dog she can't keep, the dog she only got because her boyfriend lied to her about his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I never lied to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristina:&lt;/em&gt; You know, I know a liar when I see one because I am a liar. You want me to lie to the patient? Fine, I'll lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You know I would keep you here if I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophie:&lt;/em&gt; No, darling, you can't waste any more time with me. You have to go balls out with the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sophie:&lt;/em&gt; So she chose an animal over you. Women are fools, that's old news. But life's too short for you to give in, Irish. So fight, you fight for what's yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie: [to Alex, after he passed his exam]&lt;/em&gt; Congratulations, you're not an idiot. Except when you are being an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; I may be forty-seven weeks pregnant. I may be on bed rest. I may not be able to see my own feet. But I am Dr. Bailey. I hear every thing. I know every thing. I’m watching each and every one of you. And I will return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George [to Meredith]:&lt;/em&gt; You don't get to choose. I know you've been going through a bad time. I know you miss Shepherd. And I know that your life has, admittedly, been pretty unpleasant these days. You get points for breathing in and out. You get to be a little selfish. But you don't get to choose a dog over me... I'm George. I sleep down the hall from you. I buy your tampons. I have held your hand, every time you asked. I've earned the right to be seen. To be respected. To not have you think of me, as less than a dog that you got at the pound. So, I'm not moving out. Whether you like it or not, I'm staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; No matter how hard we try to ignore or deny it, eventually the lies fall away, whether we like it or not. But here's the truth about the truth: It hurts. So we lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-7529274474176716179?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7529274474176716179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/7529274474176716179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/2_7538.html' title='Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.14'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523332985163028372.post-3070804561344266133</id><published>2007-04-15T20:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:25:59.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes &gt; 2ª Temporada &gt; 2.13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="h3"&gt;"Begin the Begin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover] &lt;/em&gt;starts thanks to the calendar they happen every year --just set your watch to January, our reward for surviving the holiday season is a new year. Bringing on the great tradition of new years resolutions, put your past behind you and start over. It’s hard to resist the chance of a new beginning, a chance to put the problems of last year to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Such a good dog! Who's Mommy's good boy? &lt;em&gt;[Turns and looks at Izzie and George]&lt;/em&gt; C'mon, what are you doing, we're gonna be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Uh- We need to talk about the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; That's not a dog, it's a hyena that escaped from the zoo, dressed in dog clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Whatever. I don't chew up his clothes. I don't urinate on his bed. I don't try to mount him from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; People, he's our dog. We love our dog. He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; Mount you from behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; He tries to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You do glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex:&lt;/em&gt; Like the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; And you can spend the day in the pit Karev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Your lab work... showed... have you been taking birth control pills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bex:&lt;/em&gt; If you tell my mom and dad they'll-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; I won't! I won't. I just need to know... why? Do you have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bex:&lt;/em&gt; Like anyone would want to have sex with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; Well... then... why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bex:&lt;/em&gt; I'm as flat as a board. I took like five of those pills a day and nothing's different. Boobs, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;George:&lt;/em&gt; You... were trying to make your breasts grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bex:&lt;/em&gt; I wanted to be normal for once in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek: [to Addison]&lt;/em&gt; There is a land called Passive-Agressive, and you are their queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Can I ask you something personal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; If I say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; I'll hold my breath, which will stop my heart, killing me. You're right here, you'll be charged with murder. Lifetime in prison loved by a big old girl named Hildy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; So my choices are homicide charges or inappropriate personal questions from a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; I know, kind of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You know what, hold your breath. I'll take my chances with Hildy. I can do girl-on-girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Oh, you're bringing up girl-on-girl? How can I blackmail you if you bring up girl-on-girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What do you want to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; That guy Alex. You with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; No, not anymore and never ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; Good, that means I won't have to fight him for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; What makes you think I want you to fight him for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denny:&lt;/em&gt; You're in love with me. I'm well-off, but not into money; I'm smart, but not a know-it-all; I'm funny, I'm really nice, I love animals. And I'm hot. I'm a catch, if you can wrap your head around the enlarged failing heart and dependency to IV meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Izzie:&lt;/em&gt; You're right. I am so in love with you. It's a shame, really, since I'm with Hildy and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailey:&lt;/em&gt; Yang, why are you staring at my fat pregnant belly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; My mother is very sick and has very few good days. And I don't want her to be poked and prodded for some experimental program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; I'm just trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; Well, see this? What you’re doing, being dreamy? It doesn't help. It hurts me. It messes with my head. You have a wife to go home to and I'm guessing she has no idea where you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek:&lt;/em&gt; No, she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith:&lt;/em&gt; That's what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meredith: [voiceover]&lt;/em&gt; Who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begins? It’s not on the calendar, it’s not a birthday, it’s not a new year, it’s an event --big or small, something that changes us, ideally it gives us hope, a new way of living and looking at the world, letting go of old habits, old memories. What's important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning, but it's also important to remember amid all the crap are a few things really worth holding on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghboardquotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-temporada-2.html"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523332985163028372-3070804561344266133?l=sghboardquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523332985163028372/posts/default/3070804561344266133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' h
