Grey's Anatomy Season 5 Quotes
Mr Smitson: I called 8 organisations and they have a wait list for emergency funds. I don't know what to do. I just, I don't know.
Bailey: Mr Smitson, it's time to stop now.
Mr Smitson: Maybe if we just go to the airport they'll let us on a flight. I mean, people do things like that right? For a sick child they'll...
Bailey: Mr Smitson...
Mr Smitson: No! Please don't make me stop. Ok? Please don't make me stop! Please don't make me stop!
Bailey: I don't wanna stop either. But, Jessica is terminal Matt. In a few minutes her heart is going to stop. Now, I can... I can pump her chest, I can push all sorts of medicines, I can put her on a ventilator 'cause she'll no longer be able to breathe on her own. But, even with all of that, she's going to die. And the last person who will have had her hands her, who will have been able to touch who was gonna be me, or a nurse. Or it could be you. So, you don't wanna miss this. This next part, she needs her Daddy for this part.
Jessica: Daddy, are we going to Mexico?
Mr Smitson: Yes, we're going to Mexico. Where the sky is blue, blue. And the sand is white. The waters so clear that you can see all the way to the bottom. We're going. Just you and me. No more doctors, no more medicine, no more hospitals. Just you and me. (Jessica flatlines) We're gonna go. You just relax, we'll be there soon. (Bailey turns off the monitor) We'll play on the beach all day, and we'll make sand castles. We're going. We'll be there soon, you'll see. We're gonna have so much fun. Just you and me. Just you and me.
Derek: We should do a middle falset craniotomy approach, lets go some down burs in here.
Mark: Don't bother. I ordered them before we started. I may be irresponsible and untrustworthy out there, but I'm not in here.
Derek: I never said you were untrustworthy.
Mark: You put the berlin wall up around Lexie.
Derek: Well, Meredith asked me to. That's what people do when someone they care about asks them to do something. They do it. Which is what you should have done when I asked you to stay away from Lexie. Or Addison for that matter.
Mark: Oh, here we go. Addison. The only note he can ever play.
Derek: You know, was gonna apologize for decking you, cos I felt bad. But now, I'm just gonna play it over and over again in my head and really enjoy it. (Patients starts bleeding out) Oh Hell...
Mark: It's coming from the Therogloid plexus. Give me the ah, 4 O vicryl
Derek: The 4 O vicryl.
Mark: Give him the 4 O vicryl.
Mark: You know what, I'm done. I give up. If I hadn't fallen for little Grey, you would have found some other way not to respect me, you always have. To you, I'm always gonna be the charity case the Shepherds had to take in. I got the bleeder.
Derek: You got through the stitch already?
Meredith: Ok, before you guys go in there and start cutting on this patient you need to apologize to each other. If not for the patient, for me. Or, for Lexie. Look at her! Her face is breaking out, her ass is humungous.
Lexie: It's true, I had to get the scrubs with the elastic waist band.
Meredith: If you don't apologize right now, she's not scrubbing in.
Lexie: I won't, and you can't make me! (shoves another cookie into her mouth) This should be a joyful time. Your best friends getting married, you should be the best man.
Derek: The Chief will be my best man.
Lexie: Is my ass really that...
Meredith: Lexie, would you excuse us please? (Lexie leaves) The Chief?
Derek: The best man is my choice. When are you gonna let go of the grudge you have against the chief?
Meredith: Derek, the man had an affair with my mother. Broke up my parents marriage, and basically destroyed my childhood. Meanwhile, you've been best friend with Mark for 20 years, and you're willing to throw all that away over nothing. So, don't talk to me about holding grudges. I'll get over mine, when you get over yours.
Alex: I got you the cheeseburger you ordered from Joe's. Are you sure about this?
Cristina: Are you really ok? Not feeling nauseous?
Izzie: No. I feel good, I feel fine. See.
Lexie: Hi. Oh, french fries! God, I love french fries.
Izzie: Meredith, lets go!
Meredith: (Yells from the bathroom) I feel like this dress is giving me a mammogram. It's squishing my boobs!
Izzie: Let me see it.
Meredith: I'm taking it off!
(Izzie fakes that she can't breathe)
Alex: Iz you ok?
Lexie: I think she's choking.
Cristina: Izzie? Lets hit her with oxygen. Izzie, Izzie! Speak to me, can you say something? Izzie?
(Mer walks out in the wedding dress)
Izzie: Haha, I'm not choking. I'm joking... Hahaha.
Cristina: Ok, you've gotta stop doing that. 'Cause it's not funny!
Izzie: It got Meredith out of the bathroom so I could see her dress, and its gorgeous!
Cristina: Tell her she has to stop!
Izzie: It's very romantic, it's pretty right?
Lexie: Pretty... (eats another french fry)
Meredith: And I see you've invited more people to witness my humiliation.
Lexie: No, Derek and Mark still aren't speaking to each other and we're heading into a 6 hour surgery. So, unless I can slip this cheeseburger into a sterile area... I'm not gonna make it! Can you please come and talk to them?
Izzie: Fine, ok, you can go. Cristina will you help her take the dress off?
(Lexie steals the rest of Izzie's fries)
Lexie: I'll be in the scrub room.
Izzie: Lexie just ate all of my fries, can you please get me some more?
Alex: Nice. The IL2 isn't affecting you at all. (Alex leaves)
(Izzie throws up)
Callie: (rants angrily in Spanish)
Mark: (Mark grabs Callie) HEY! Stop speaking Spanish! 'Cause I have to go to surgery in a minute, and I don't speak Spanish.
Callie: My Dad is taking me home. He's talking to the Chief, and he's making me quite my job, and quit my relationship which he has yet to acknowledge even exists.
Mark: What are you 12? Tell him he's crazy.
Callie: You don't understand. There isn't anything he hasn't done for me. Ok. Nothing. He's paid for my college, he's paid for MED school, I have a huge trust fund because he doesn't want me to worry about anything but being a great doctor. I mean the man has done nothing but support me his whole life.
Mark: Supporting someone and respecting someone aren't the same thing. You need to tell him that.
Callie: Home, he's dragging me home. (rants angrily in Spanish) Who I wanna spend it with (rants angrily in Spanish)
Arizona: Ah, I can see that you're very upset.
(Mark walks in)
Mark: You paged me Robbins?
Arizona: You're her best friend, and I am at a giant loss right now. Not to mention the very sick children...
Mark: Go, I got this.
Izzie: Isn't there a tiara that goes along with it? Oh, oh put it on. So I can get the full effect.
Meredith: No. No tiara. I told you simple. You know, it's buffalo wings at the reception.
Izzie: You can't have buffalo wings. Caterers don't even do buffalo wings.
Meredith: Iz, this is a small wedding. Small. And, this is a big dress. For a big wedding. Don't you have a dress in your pile that doesn't make noise when it moves, or stand up all by itself?
Izzie: You're getting married! It's a miracle. Meredith Grey, child of darkness, has found someone. Don't you want to celebrate that? It's your day Meredith. You can't just piss it away on some slip dress and a cheese tray from a grocery store. That will just make me so sad, and I don't wanna be sad 'cause I'm already suffering through cancer and that's sad enough.
Meredith: Fine! Give me the tiara. (Mer puts it on)
Izzie: Oh, you're like a princess. Smile.
Meredith: If I show you the dress, you can never tell anyone. Cos it's bad, really really bad.
Izzie: Ok, fine. It will be our little secret. (Mer walks out in this gigantic poofy white dress) Oh wow. (Izzie takes a picture)
Meredith: Photos are not secret!
Cristina: Get a crash cart. Izzie Stevens' room.
(Cristina checks her pulse. Izzie starts laughing)
Izzie: Oh my god, I'm sorry. You should see your face right now, its... your totally freaking out face.
Cristina: You're joking? This is a joke?
Izzie: I'm sorry. I really did need you though. Um, I have all these dresses here and I keep trying to page Meredith to come try them on and she won't answer the page. So, will you tell her to come in here. She'll listen to you.
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?