98 over 72. That's good. That's good. Don't. Don't try to make...
Cristina: 98 over 72. That's good. That's good.
Izzie: Don't. Don't try to make me up better than I am because I'm not. I'm sick.
Cristina: You had an incredibly high dose of IL2 today, this is how you're supposed to feel.
Izzie: All I wanted to do today was flip through magazines, and call caterers, and make Mer try on dresses I knew she'd hate. I thought it would be fun or funny. I thought I could be the same person I was when I woke up this morning, but I'm not. I'm just another patient trapped inside a sick, dieing, cancer ridden body.