Izzie: If Derek cuts the tumor out I could lose my memory, and if he doesn't I can die. I don't know what to do. Alex, tell me what to do.
Alex: Iz, I can't tell you what to do.
Izzie: Of course you can, you're my husband. That's what husbands do, they stomp around telling their wives what to do. It's your job.
Alex: My job is to support whatever you wanna do.
Izzie: I don't know what I wanna do. That's why I'm asking you. Ok, I have an idea. Let's put it to a vote. All in favor of the surgery.
Meredith: No. We're not voting. No ones... no ones voting.
Izzie: Opposed?
Cristina: I'm opposed... to voting.
Izzie: Just decide for me. Please?
Alex: You don't have to know right now. Think about it.
Izzie: I don't have time.

Meredith: Ok Iz, I am going to show you a series...
Izzie: A series of images that you want me to try to remember once Derek put the right side of my brain to sleep.
Derek: Mhmmm.
Izzie: Hit me. Show me what you got.
Meredith: Ok.
Izzie: Is that a schnauzer or a scotty? How specific do I need to be?
Derek: Dogs fine.
Izzie: It's either a 727 or a 747.
Derek: Plane.
Izzie: Oh, a 2 story victorian mansion.
Derek: We would also accept the word house.
Izzie: Schnauzer, 747, mansion, Schnauzer, 747, mansion...
Derek: Or... dog, plane, house. I'm gonna put the right hemisphere of your brain to sleep now, ok?
Izzie: Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, house.

Derek: Now we just wait for the brain activity in that area to stop.
Izzie: Dog, plane, house. Dog, plane, hou....
Meredith: (Der nods to Mer) Ok Izz. Can you tell me what you saw?
Izzie: eh...
Derek: (Mer looks at him scared) Show her the cards.
Meredith: What's this? (Izzie looks at the card) Dog. Can you say dog?
Izzie: (Tries to speak) Nnn... ah.. nnnyahhh...
Meredith: Well, what's my name?
Derek: Just stick to the cards Meredith. (Mer looks at Derek getting more scared)
Izzie: Mmm.
Meredith: Meredith. You know my name, you can say my name.
Izzie: Mmm... Mmmme...
Swinder: This is what I was afraid of.
Meredith: Ok, whose Alex? Izz, ok. You don't have to speak. Just, nod your head for me if you know who Alex Karev is. (Mer looks at Der and is starting to tear up. Izzie looks around really scared.)

Swinder: The test impaired your memory to such a degree that I have to strongly recommend that you don't have the surgery.
Derek: Izzie, the test was the worst case scenario. The result has nothing to do with the surgery.
Swinder: We don't know that.
Derek: But what I do know is that not operating is every bit as risky as the surgery itself. If not more. But, it's up to you.
Izzie: What do you think?
Alex: I think he's talking to you, not me.
Derek: I'll leave you two alone to discuss this.
Alex: Ah, I'll come with you. I have a couple of questions.
Izzie: Wait, Alex.
Alex: Think about what you want to do for a second, ok? I'll be right back.
(everyone but Mer leaves the room. Mer closes the door)
Meredith: You are not having the surgery!

Meredith: You couldn't remember anything. You didn't know my name. You didn't know who Derek was. (Mer tears up) You didn't know who Alex was. You couldn't even remember how to speak.
Izzie: How come I don't remember any of this.
Meredith: Because, the tumor is sitting right in the middle of everything that makes you, you. I was standing there talking to you exactly like i am now, only you weren't there. You weren't you. You were gone.
Izzie: So, what do I do?
Meredith: Well, Swinder has a patient. Female, 22 years old, metastatic melanoma.
Izzie: Allison Clarke?
Meredith: After 3 months of the IL2 her mets were gone. All of them. You're not having this surgery.

Allison: Don't do it. That's my vote. Don't have the surgery. I didn't. I friggin hate surgery.
Izzie: I'm hallucinating Allison. I have really long conversations with dead people, and i see that aren't... Like right now, for example, I'm pretty certain there aren't birds flying over your head, because this is a hospital and that would be weird. But, that's what I'm seeing. I have a brain tumor. Am I really not gonna let them cut it out?
Allison: I didn't let them cut out mine. It's like... ok, one minute I'm this college kid. Rowing crew, and being an idiot, and forgetting to bring my sunscreen, and thinking it doesn't matter. Because, I'm me, and life has turned out pretty good for me. And then the next minute they're cutting into my body every other week. I had 15 surgeries, and then I said... enough. Forget it. I'll rogue through in heaven, or whatever. And then, the IL2 worked. It worked. I come here every 3 weeks, I get my medicine, and I don't have a brain tumor anymore.


Cristina: Hey, did you get my page? I got you the appointment. It's in like, 15 minutes. How amazing am I? It usually takes weeks to get in there. Ah, did you take a look at the research.
Izzie: Seriously. Can I just eat?
Cristina: No, I'm sorry you don't have time.
Alex: Time for what?
Izzie: There's... I... an enema.
Cristina: Ah, Izzie's enema.
Izzie: Yes, I was supposed to get an enema today, but I decided it can wait. How about we talk about something else?

Izzie: We haven't even been married 24 hours yet, and we've already had our first fight.
Allison: That's a good sign. Fighting leads to good make up sex. Are you watching birds fly around my head again? Am I like totally snow white now?
Izzie: I just don't wanna hurt him.
Allison: He'll come around. It might take a while. But, once that tumor disappears, once you're back at work cutting open other people. He'll come around. Is it humming birds at least? I really like hummingbirds.

Izzie: That's it. Both of you in the hall now! You really think that was ok? You think that was doctorly?
Mark: (to interns) Go find something else to do. What the hell is going on with you?
Izzie: They were making completely inappropriate jokes at the expense of the patient, right in front of him. I have been trying to teach them and, they were cruel and inappropriate.
Mark: Ok, they were inappropriate. You know what else is inappropriate? This. You. This case is my baby. I've spent 3 years planning for it and you and your emotional life are not about to piss all over it. You're off the case.
Izzie: No, he needs me in there with him. You can't leave him alone with those interns.
Mark: Ok, fine. You wanna be there for his feelings you can be there before and after the surgery. But you're not coming in my OR. Whatever's going on with you Stevens, you'd better get it under control.

Izzie: You can do it. You can cut into my brain again.
Derek: Ok.
Izzie: You can do it, but I don't wanna end up a vegetable.
Meredith: Izzie you won't.
Izzie: No, just listen. I want the surgery right now, but if something goes wrong I don't wanna end up on a ventilator. So, I'm signing a DNR.

Meredith: What are you doing here I told you I was fine.
Cristina: Oh god, you are so not fine.
Meredith: I'd be fine if I knew Derek was fine.
Izzie: You still haven't heart from him? Not a word?
Meredith: (shakes her head)

Alex: What are you hiding?
Izzie: Ah, nothing. It's just work stuff.
Alex: What is that? A cool surgery?
Izzie: No. It's nothing. It's nothing.
Alex: Well, whatever it is they're gonna pick me. I already flew solo. You're still on training wheels.

Grey's Anatomy Quotes

[walking by Izzie's room]
Meredith: Hot.
Sadie: Horny.

Sexual sorbet? Hahaha! I love it.

Bailey