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Greys-anatomy

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.

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.

Alex: I need you to not talk medicine to me ok. Talk to me like I'm your friend. Like I'm the guy whose cereal you eat in the morning, and tell me what to do.
Derek: Karev.
Alex: Please.
Derek: Karev, I can't tell you what to do.
Alex: What if it was Meredith? What would you do if you had to choose between spending a few more months with Meredith knowing she was gonna die. Watching her... watching her sick. Or spending the rest of your life with someone who looked like Meredith, but wasn't her anymore? (Der looks at him saddened, thinking about it) She is the one good thing that happened to me. The one good thing. So I need to know what to do. I need you to tell me, what if it was Meredith.
Derek: I would ask her to have the surgery.

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!

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.)

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.

Meredith: It's impressive, but it took 2 years to get these results.
Cristina: Yeah but, these 2 scans were taken 3 months apart.
Meredith: But, Izzie may not have 3 months. That tumor could start bleeding in 3 days, or 3 seconds. And, since when are you not about cutting?
Cristina: Since it may not be in the best interest of our patient.
Meredith: And Derek's not acting in Izzie's best interest? (Der opens the door)
Derek: They're reinforcing radiology. (Der gives Mer a look)

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.

Denny: Nice ring. Alex outdid himself.
Izzie: We're gonna have beautiful kids. Is 4 too many?
Denny: 4 is perfect.
Izzie: Ideally it would be 2 boys, and 2 girls. One of which would definitely be a tom boy. And I was thinking I should have them pretty close together, though that might be stupid.
Denny: Why wait?
Izzie: Exactly. That way if I'm not able to practice medicine anymore...
Denny: You won't want to.
Izzie: You don't think?
Denny: Do you?
Izzie: I'm asking you. Why do you keep agreeing with everything I say?
Denny: Because I am you. I'm your tumor. You're talking to yourself.
Izzie: Right.
Denny: At least until you have surgery. If you have surgery. Are you gonna have surgery?

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