Grey's Anatomy
Thursdays 9:00 PM on ABCLexie Grey Quotes
Lexie: I'm too young to be a grandma. I'm supposed to work like a dog, come home and do stupid things.
Alex: I know something stupid you can do.
Mark: Don't make me choose between you are her.
Lexie: Why? Because you'll choose her?
Mark: Yeah. I'll choose her.
Lexie: I think our relationship just ended.
I wore a diaper yesterday, yes - and I will wear one today. If it helps Dr. Shepherd get through the surgery, I will wear a diaper. My diaper is awesome. My diaper is hard-core. You wish you had the balls to wear my diaper. I'm gonna wear it, and I'm gonna wear it with pride. And if I have to pee in it? Oh, I'll pee. Because I am a surgeon. This is America. And I will do what needs to be done. So you can kiss my hard-core, diaper wearing ass.
Lexie: Oh, you're awake. How's your pain? Is your mouth dry? There's water if you're thirsty.
Meredith: Um, have you been sleeping on me all night?
Lexie: Yes. Moving between you and dad. Whose doing good.
Meredith: Good. Good, that's good. Lexie...
Lexie: Yeah?
Meredith: You're on my IV.
Lexie: Oh, sorry.
Lexie: So, I'm gonna be fired. I've done a lot of really dumb things today. Including, pulling your medical files.
Meredith: Lexie.
Lexie: Just, listen. I didn't wanna do this. I didn't wanna have to come to you for anything. Ever. So I thought if I looked up your blood type, and it was the wrong one, then that would be it. Then I could just stop thinking about it. But I can't. Because you have his blood. And I know that he's not your dad. I know that he was never there for you. And, I would never ask you to give him anything. He doesn't deserve a thing from you. He doesn't. But he's... he's gonna die Meredith. And, so I'm asking you to give something to me. I'm asking ... I am asking you to give me my dad. Because, as crappy as he was to you, he was wonderful to me. He never missed a single dance recital. He was there at my fifth grade graduation. What is that? It's not even real. I know he's not your dad. I, I know that. But somehow, you have his blood, and I don't. So I'm asking you, give me my dad.
Lexie: He's still sleeping.
Bailey: Good, he needs his rest.
Lexie: Dr Bailey, I um. I was wondering if you could lie. If, if you could lie to the transplant board and tell them that he's been sober for a year. Um, they trust you. They'll listen to you. And, maybe then he could, he could get on the list.
Bailey: Dr Grey, I have 15 other patients all waiting for liver transplants. 15 people in an untenable situation. None of whom drank themselves into it. So no, I will not lie. Not for you, not for anyone. Do you have any other questions I can answer?
Izzie: Babe, you've got some dirt on your neck. Right there.
Meredith: That's not dirt. That's a tick. Ew.
Alex: Get it.. get it off me.
Cristina: Oh, is that a tick.
Izzie: It is a tick.
Meredith: It's a tick.
Izzie: Look at it, it's all swollen.
Alex: Get it off me now please.
Cristina: It's having lunch too.
Alex: GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF ME!
Meredith: No!
Alex: Somebody take it off!
Izzie: Why are we eating lunch in a room full of diseased organs?
Meredith: We are hiding from Lexie and her big, sad, I love my daddy eyes. Because, I can't take it anymore.
Cristina: Oh, is little Grey not a match? (Mer shakes her head) Oh, Damn. There goes my transplant.
Alex: Nice try. It was my transplant.
Izzie: Are you gonna get tested Mer?
Meredith: No. I barely know the guy.
Cristina: You might as well just get tested.
Alex: You could regret it if you don't do it.
Cristina: He may be a drunk deadbeat, but he gave you the ultimate gift.
Alex: The gift of life.
Izzie: You guys are sick. You really are, you're sick. Don't listen to them, Mer. They just want a surgery.
Cristina: Mama needs to cut.
Meredith: Is he dead?
Lexie: No.
Meredith: Oh.
Bailey: We rushed Dr Grey's labs. She wasn't a match.
Meredith: Oh, ok. What about Holly?
Lexie: Ah, you... Molly. Our sister?
Meredith: Yeah.
Lexie She lives at an army base with her husband in Bahrain. Plus, she has a history of DBT so she can't be a donor.
Meredith: Oh.
Richard: Meredith, we didn't call you here to... We thought you should know before we go in and tell him. Just incase.
Meredith: Right. Right, no. Thank you for keeping me in the loop. Thank you. I have to um, go prep for my surgery now. Ok.
Mark: Look at you coming in on your day off. Trying to get into the OR?
Lexie: Yeah, I'm gonna give my dad a piece of my liver. He has end stage liver disease. He needs my liver, so I'm giving him some. Go ahead Steve.
Mark: Woah, woah, woah. Wait a minute.
Lexie: What is your problem?
Mark: Well, my problem is you don't just jump into something like this without thinking about it. Take a couple of days. We'll talk.
Lexie: What is there to talk about?
Mark: It's major, life threatening surgery.
Lexie: Ok, my dad needs a transplant Mark.
Mark: I get that, but what you need to understand...
Lexie: No, I don't think you get it at all.
Mark: You know what I don't get. We're together, we live together, we need to decide these things together. You can't just go under the knife and leave me a note.
Lexie: Well, I, I would have paged you.
Mark: I'm your boyfriend Grey.
Lexie: He's my dad.
Steve: Ok, a little pinch.
Bailey: You've got end stage cirrhosis, and the only thing that can save your life is a transplant.
Lexie: How did it happen this fast?
Alex: He bathed it in Gin.
Lexie: Alex.
Thatcher: Your friends right. Except for the Gin. I was a scotch man. What's... what's the next step here? Can I get on a list?
Richard: Um, Thatcher, the transplant board has a rule here. An alcoholic has to be sober at least a year before he qualifies for a donor liver.
Thatcher: I'm only 90 days.
Lexie: I'll do it. I'll do it today. I'll go get tested right now.
Thatcher: Lexie.
Lexie: No, they just take a piece. My liver will regenerate.
Thatcher: I can't ask you to do something like that. It's major surgery.
Lexie: You're not asking. You're my dad. You want a kidney? I'll throw in one of those too.
He made amends, he's not drunk.
