DEREK: "It's not the chase." MEREDITH: "What?" DEREK: "You and me. It is not the thrill of the chase. It's not a game. It's... it's your tiny ineffectual fists. And your hair." MEREDITH: "My hair?" DEREK: "It smells nice. And you're very, very bossy. It keeps me in line." MEREDITH: "I'm still not going out with you." DEREK: [smiles] "You say that now."
ALEX: [sees George crouching down] "What are you doing?" GEORGE: "Hiding. There's this VIP patient that likes me." ALEX: "Well, that's good, right?" GEORGE: "No, you don't understand. He likes me, likes me." ALEX: "Hey, go for it, man. Get yours. I'm down with the rainbow." GEORGE: [silence] ALEX: [pauses] "Oh, are you not gay?" GEORGE: "No." ALEX: "Really? Dude, sorry."