Oh my god. You're shrinking me. Three weeks in psych, and she's Freud.

April [to Sarah]

Maggie: You're trolling the internet, what'd you expect?
Will: It's the hospital community page, I don't know, someone like me.
Maggie: Oh, you mean, like, a slightly anal, overly stubborn, rule breaking control freak?

Look, nothing really prepares you for war. But a day in Chicago, the number of gunshots we see, the navy sending corpsmen for a rotation in the ED is a pretty good primer.

Ethan

Luke: You'd rather have too much than not enough.
Louise: That's what I always say.
Julia: Oh my god, Louise, we're at a funeral.

You're saying whoever sent the photo works here.

Julia

Someone wants me to believe Oscar beats his wife and has a mistress.

Julia

Abby doesn't have a child. Everything she's saying is a lie.

Ex-boyfriend

Louise: Abby, what do you miss most about Noah?
Abby: The way he looks at me in the morning when I pick him up out of his crib.

Oscar Keaton is a person of interest, and has been asked to stay in L.A.

Louise

Nothing's as bad as broccoli.

Alex

You lash out and you hurt people, and then you think you can just walk it back with I'm sorry.

Jo

Nathan: Oh, so she doesn't know that you're madly in love with me.
Meredith: I am not madly in love with you.
Nathan: You're close. You will be.
Meredith: I am close to hating you.