DEREK: "Come on, have a drink." MEREDITH: "I can't have a drink, I'm celibate." JOE: "You mean sober? She means sober." MEREDITH: "No, I mean celibate. I'm practicing celibacy. Drinking does not go well with celibacy because it makes everything and everyone seem kind of porn-y. Then my head gets all cloudy and the next thing you know I'm naked. My point is that I'm celibate, and knitting is good for surgical dexterity, so I'm making a sweater." DEREK: "You? Celibate? I don't buy it." MEREDITH: "No more men." ADDISON: "No more men? Really? You? I'm just asking, because we're friends." Meredith: Every guy I meet turns out to be married. DEREK: "Oh... ouch." MEREDITH: "Or Mark." ADDISON: [walks away] "Okay, I'm going to sit over there now." MEREDITH: "Sorry. Or, remember the horrible thing I did? Remember George?" DEREK: "You're making a sweater." MEREDITH: "I'm making a sweater."
MEREDITH: "You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done! All the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cares? I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore." DEREK: "This thing with us is finished. It's over." MEREDITH: "Finally." DEREK: "Yeah, it's done." MEREDITH: "It is done."