Meredith: Did you mean what you said about me... and Derek? Cristina: Oh, well, this is not fair. I'm impaled! 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?
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. 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... Derek: Richard! We can't save everybody. Richard: We should try harder. We should try harder.