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Greys-anatomy

Callie: Just so you know, I wasn't looking for a relationship. With a he or a she. It just happened. And ah, it feels good with her. It feels easy and ah, comfortable. I'm saying I'm happy. When have you heard me willingly admit that?
Mr Torres: When you lived at home with your mother and me. You were happy then.
Callie: Yeah, well, I was 12. It didn't take much.
Mr Torres: You'll fly home with me today. I'll talk to the Chief, explain the circumstances.
Callie: What? No! No, Dad, No! I'm not moving back home!
Mr Torres: Don't worry everything's gonna be ok.
Callie: Everything is... is ok!

(Der talks to Izzie, Mer waits outside. Izzie is crying)
Izzie: Okay, I'm really glad we talked.
(Der leaves her room)
Derek: Apparently a morning coat is non-negotiable. Also, we have to make time for ballroom dancing lessons.
(Mer looks at Der, totally freaked. Der walks away dumbfounded)

Derek: I didn't think you wanted to wear a wedding dress?
Meredith: I don't! How does he even know we're engaged?
Derek: Richard's my friend. He's not the one that ordered the dress. If you don't wanna wear a wedding dress, talk to Izzie.
Meredith: Oh yeah! As the chemo drips into her cancery arm. And she looks at me with those cancery eyes. Those cancery wedding loving eyes!
Derek: Be strong.
Meredith: We will have brides maids in pink taffeta! And you will be wearing a top hat and a morning coat! And somebody will be singing wind beneath my fricking wings!
Derek: You want me to talk to her?

Richard: I hear congratulations are in order
Meredith: What?
Richard: The engagement. Our very own Seattle Grace wedding. I couldn't be happier for the both of you.
Meredith: Thank you Sir. Did you have an assignment for me?
Richard: Dresses.
Meredith: I'm sorry?
Richard: Stevens has transformed her room into a bridal boutique. So go, try on dresses. That's an order.

Derek: There's no blood in the brain.
Mark: The ZNC fracture of the temporal bone ruptured ear drum. Book us an OR.
Derek: Not so fast, Dr Grey. Mr Gates, the patient has a name, also injured facial nerve. Which means what?
Lexie: That Mr Gates will also need a nerve repair.
Derek: Does that take place before or after Dr Sloan's secular reconstruction?
Lexie: Before.
Mark: Incorrect.
Lexie: Because you'll have to explore the wound for bone fragments, not to mention reversing his conductive hearing.
Mark: Which is why I need you to book me that OR now Dr Grey.
Derek: Look, if the patient has facial paralysis it won't matter if he can hear out of one ear or not. Am I right Dr Grey?
Lexie: Um...
Derek: Dr Grey?
Mark: Lexie?
Derek: Dr Grey?
Mark: Lexie?
Derek: Dr Grey?
Lexie: I think you both are amazing doctors!
[walks out, eats candy bars]

Derek: Pathetic.
Mark: Ass!
Lexie: [eats more]

Callie: Dad, Mark is just a friend. I'm happy now. Ok. I'm dating someone now, and I'm happy. Ok?
(Mr Torres lets go of Mark)
Mark: Ah, woah...
Mr Torres: So you're dating again. Well, that's good. That's healthy. I'd like to meet this new gentleman suitor.
Callie: Yeah. Yeah, no, um, sh... They're pretty busy cos they're a doctor here. But, um, you'll love them. You will love them. Because, they're smart, and funny, and both handsome and beautiful and very supportive. Daddy, please be ok with this. (bring Arizona over) Dad. This is Arizona Robins. This is who I'm dating now.
Arizona: And, I really hope you draw the line at throwing women against walls.

Callie: Run! Run for your life!
George: What do you mean run for my life?
(Mr Torres grabs George)
Mark: Woah!
Callie: Oh my god, Dad!
Mr Torres: Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you right now!
Callie: Dad! Stop it!
Mr Torres: You committed adultery.
Callie: Who hasn't? I slept with him, before we were divorced. So, technically George isn't the only one who cheated.
(Mr Torres grabs Mark)
Callie: Oh god!
Mr Torres: Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill YOU right now!
Mark: Mark Sloan, pleasure to meet you.

Izzie: What do you mean you don't deliver dresses? Just to try on? No, no, no. I... I can't come in. I... I... I have cancer. I'm... I'm bed bound and dying. (fake coughs) Fabulous! I'll fax you my choices.
(Chief and Dr. Swender are looking on)
Izzie: Hi! Ah, what do you need? Blood? Pee? What can I get you?
Richard: Just checking in on you. See how the chemo's sitting.
Izzie: Fine. I haven't puked yet. And, I'm making major progress on Mer's wedding.
Dr. Swender: You should really take it easy. The chemo's gonna take a lot out of you.
Izzie: I'll let you know if I hit the wall. (Answers her phone) Hello? Hi! Yes, I wanted to discuss, um, flower arrangements.
Dr. Swender: She needs to save her energy. This isn't just chemo. It's high dose IL2. It's designed to make the body attack itself. She's walking around now, but it's not gonna last. Her blood pressure's gonna tank, she's gonna be shaking with chills, she'll feel nauseous. She might even have a heart attack. Believe me, a few hours from now, Izzie Steven's is gonna wish she were dead.

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