Richard Webber Quotes
Drinking feels a little bit like all I have left.Chief
Bailey: I'm going to say a name and then you are going to tell me that you are not having an affair with her... Izzie Stevens.
Chief: What? (starts laughing)
Bailey: That's why you ignored the DNR, that's why you fired her, that's why the two of you were in your office screaming at each other. It is not funny. That girl has cancer, and a husband, and... yeah okay I know it's none of my business but it's now affecting people's lives.
Richard: Maybe I can help.
Arizona: No, no you can't. Because as long as you're standing there breathing over my shoulder, I feel like I'm operating on a stack of dollar bills, 25 million dollar bills, and what I need to be invested in right now is this kid, so please, get the hell out of my O.R.
Derek: We can't keep doing this Richard. I'm tired of fighting you. Let's try and put this behind us and move on. I can if you can.
Richard: You're fired. Immediately. Get the hell out of my hospital.
Derek: Go home, sleep on it. We'll talk more tomorrow.
Arizona: No, no, whoa whoa whoa whoa!
Richard: Dr. Robbins!
Arizona: I said no! Dr. Shepherd is operating on the inside of a man's spinal chord right now. Even the most minor disturbance could cause him to make a mistake on that patient- a patient who happens to work here, and whose life I personally would like to see Dr. Shepherd save. So no... you don't get to go in there and be a bully. Not today chief, not on my watch.
Callie: Chief. Are you ok?
Richard: I have responsibilities. To make this hospital the best medical facility it could be. To repair what I have broken, even if it was 20 years ago. If I am now the bad guy, if I am now the villain here. Well, so be it.
Callie: This must be so hard for you.
Richard: Thanks Torres.
Callie: I was, I was gonna...I was... But, I'm gonna go. So, you take care ok.
Richard: Go see HR tomorrow. Tell them you're an attending at Seattle Grace Hospital and you want a new badge. And, take some of these danish home. They'll just go to waste.
Richard: Now's not the time, Yang.
Cristina: I have good hands. They're fast. They're dextrous. They were made to throw ties, and do complex procedures. These hands were made for surgery. Today they should have been deep inside a heart saving a life. Instead, they removed a tick, and pumped a penis.
Richard: What's your point?
Cristina: My point? You know what, you should cut me.
Cristina: From the program. You have to make more cuts, and I should go. Cause if you can't give me a brilliant cardiothoracic attending whose willing to teach me, then I can't get what I need from this hospital. Everyone is scared of losing their job, and so am I. But, if I can't learn. If I can't use my gift, then I... I guess that scares me more. That's my point Sir.
Thatcher: Does the Chief always pay such attention to his patients, or just the ones whose wives he had an affair with? Sorry. How'd I do this to myself? How did I end up here?
Richard: You woke up every morning, and you promised yourself that last night would be your last drink. And you made it, till 9am. Or noon. Some days, till cocktail hour. And you were so pleased with yourself, that you rewarded yourself with a drink. You convinced yourself again, that it would be the only one. You have a disease Thatcher. When you're in it, you can't stop. You can't undo what you did. But, Meredith is offering you a second chance man. You need that liver. You need it now. If you want to live.
Thatcher: I took her childhood. I can't take anymore from her. You... you'd better take care of my girls. You owe me at least that.
Meredith: Is he dead?
Bailey: We rushed Dr Grey's labs. She wasn't a match.
Meredith: Oh, ok. What about Holly?
Lexie: Ah, you... Molly. Our sister?
Lexie She lives at an army base with her husband in Bahrain. Plus, she has a history of DBT so she can't be a donor.
Richard: Meredith, we didn't call you here to... We thought you should know before we go in and tell him. Just incase.
Meredith: Right. Right, no. Thank you for keeping me in the loop. Thank you. I have to um, go prep for my surgery now. Ok.
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.
The Mercy West staff will be arriving in 3 days, and when they do there will be more cut backs, and more layoffs. And, I need each and every one of you to step up and be leaders. And, when I can answer your questions I will. If you'd like to make an appointment to talk about your concerns we can do that.
I know it hasn't exactly been easy around here the past few weeks, and I know you want answers. But, I'm afraid I don't know them. Not just yet.