Alex Karev Quotes
Meredith: You know what, I'm good. I'm off the hook. I did what I was supposed to do. I offered. Mother Theresa would be proud.
Alex: You gotta go back in there.
Meredith: And do what? Cry and call him daddy?
Alex: He's the sick one okay. He's sick and you're not. You've gotta go back in there. Just say what you've gotta say, and make him take it.
Meredith: Alex, I tried.
Alex: Try again.
Alex: How would you like it? This crawling all over you. Stupid squirrels having a party all night on your roof. I mean, what the hell are they doing up there anyway?
Cristina: Applying betadine to the area.
Alex: I don't know how to deal with this. I mean, I don't camp. My parents were lounge lizards. I was raised in a bar.
Cristina: Extracting the arachnid.
Alex: And there's no plumbing. I mean, the, the, the toilet. It empties into a bucket, underneath the trailer. A crap bucket! And Izzie's all... marriage is an adventure. Just the two of us, exploring the wild. I married freaking Lewis and Clark.
Cristina: I guess I'm done.
Alex: That's it. I mean, I'm tellin' her. We're moving back to Meredith's. I'm done.
Cristina: You can't do that.
Alex: Why not?
Cristina: Because, that's not how it works. I mean, she's just been through hell. She's not ok yet. Just give her one, Alex.
Alex: Since when did you become a marriage counselor?
Cristina: I guess when you save someone's life you kinda want it not to suck.
Izzie: Babe, you've got some dirt on your neck. Right there.
Meredith: That's not dirt. That's a tick. Ew.
Alex: Get it.. get it off me.
Cristina: Oh, is that a tick.
Izzie: It is a tick.
Meredith: It's a tick.
Izzie: Look at it, it's all swollen.
Alex: Get it off me now please.
Cristina: It's having lunch too.
Alex: GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF ME!
Alex: Somebody take it off!
Izzie: Why are we eating lunch in a room full of diseased organs?
Meredith: We are hiding from Lexie and her big, sad, I love my daddy eyes. Because, I can't take it anymore.
Cristina: Oh, is little Grey not a match? (Mer shakes her head) Oh, Damn. There goes my transplant.
Alex: Nice try. It was my transplant.
Izzie: Are you gonna get tested Mer?
Meredith: No. I barely know the guy.
Cristina: You might as well just get tested.
Alex: You could regret it if you don't do it.
Cristina: He may be a drunk deadbeat, but he gave you the ultimate gift.
Alex: The gift of life.
Izzie: You guys are sick. You really are, you're sick. Don't listen to them, Mer. They just want a surgery.
Cristina: Mama needs to cut.
Bailey: You've got end stage cirrhosis, and the only thing that can save your life is a transplant.
Lexie: How did it happen this fast?
Alex: He bathed it in Gin.
Thatcher: Your friends right. Except for the Gin. I was a scotch man. What's... what's the next step here? Can I get on a list?
Richard: Um, Thatcher, the transplant board has a rule here. An alcoholic has to be sober at least a year before he qualifies for a donor liver.
Thatcher: I'm only 90 days.
Lexie: I'll do it. I'll do it today. I'll go get tested right now.
Lexie: No, they just take a piece. My liver will regenerate.
Thatcher: I can't ask you to do something like that. It's major surgery.
Lexie: You're not asking. You're my dad. You want a kidney? I'll throw in one of those too.
Meredith: My dad's dead. At first I thought he was drunk, then he started puking blood. And, puking blood and disorientation usually means...
Derek: End stage liver failure.
Meredith: Which mean's he's probably dead by now. Or he needs a transplant, and I hope he's not a candidate. Because that means he'd be in the hospital for months.
Alex: Uh, Mer.
Meredith: He needs a transplant doesn't he?
Alex: We could move back to Meredith's.
Izzie: You did not just say that!
Alex: Why not?
Izzie: Because, we're married now. This is how it's supposed to be. You and me, out in the world, making a life for ourselves. Besides, don't you just enjoy waking up to the fresh air and the sounds of birds chirping.
Alex: You know what I enjoy? I enjoy plumbing! I enjoy plumbing so much!
Izzie: It's not that I don't love it at Mer's. I do. It's just, I just, I can't move backwards, Alex. Not after everything that's... I just need to keep moving forward. Ok?
Izzie: Are you sure it was a bear and not a deer? There's a lot of deer in those woods. Bucks can get pretty big.
Alex: I think I know the difference between a bear and a deer.
Izzie: (to patient) Rest, ice and elevate. Ok?
Alex: You know... You know how I got the the car? I had to throw a raw steak and run for my life!
Izzie: That was a 10 ounce fillet, I'd been marinating it for 3 days.
Alex: We have to move!
Izzie: I forgot he was dead today. For a few hours in surgery, I forgot I had cancer and I forgot he was dead.
Alex: But, George is dead. And you do have cancer. I want you to keep doing what you love. You're a great doctor, and you have a fantastic future ahead of you. But, you've gotta step up and start taking care of yourself. You've gotta take your meds, you've gotta eat. You've gotta pace yourself, 'cause I can't be your nurse. I can't.
Alex: What's going on. You paged us.
Meredith: Check your email.
Izzie: For what?
Meredith: HR. If you got cut, you'll have an email. I didn't get one, but... I've been calm through this crisis. I have been calm. But, if one of us gets cut I will not be calm!
Cristina: No email.
Alex: I'm fine.
Izzie: I'm good too.
Meredith: Good. See, I knew it! I knew it! I knew none of us would get cut.
Cristina: Yet. There's gonna be another round.
Izzie: I hate you.
Alex: Shut up.
Izzie: (takes her meds) Ok. Good. Thank you.
Alex: Shut up. Get back to work.
Izzie: Thank you.
Derek: A little more suction.
(Alex knocks on window)
Alex: It's 2 o'clock Izzie!
Izzie: Oh my god.
Derek: Stevens no more fighting in my OR. Go deal with this.