MEREDITH: "How am I related to that man?"
CRISTINA: "What do you mean?"
MEREDITH: "Look at him. He's a mess."
IZZIE: "Yeah?"
MEREDITH: "He's a disaster. He's a stumbling, mumbling, clumsy disaster, with whom I have absolutely nothing in common. Not one thing."
IZZIE: "I hate to break this to you."
MEREDITH: "What?"
CRISTINA: "You do your own share of stammering yourself.
IZZIE: "Yeah, that nervous talking you do? It's actually a lot like him."
CRISTINA: "Uh-huh. Uh-huh."
MEREDITH: "No, it's not."
CRISTINA: "What do you mean?"
MEREDITH: "Look at him. He's a mess."
IZZIE: "Yeah?"
MEREDITH: "He's a disaster. He's a stumbling, mumbling, clumsy disaster, with whom I have absolutely nothing in common. Not one thing."
IZZIE: "I hate to break this to you."
MEREDITH: "What?"
CRISTINA: "You do your own share of stammering yourself.
IZZIE: "Yeah, that nervous talking you do? It's actually a lot like him."
CRISTINA: "Uh-huh. Uh-huh."
MEREDITH: "No, it's not."
Rating: 10.0 / 10.0
Date Added: 01/22/07
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