Alex: Oh, he's lost a huge chunk of flesh. I see down to his mandible. We'll need plastics and an ENT consult.
Owen: Left IV looks as if it's clotted off. I need 16 gauge in there.
All the interns: I'VE GOT IT!!!!
Owen: Woah woah woah, what's going on? It's 4 in the morning, is everyone on call?
Cristina: It's the merger. Everyones scared to go home.
Owen: I don't think the Chief meant that people couldn't sleep.
Cristina: It's hard to sleep when your jobs on the line.
Owen: One of you... get as much type specific blood as they'll let you have and meet us in surgery.
Lexie: ME! I GOT IT! I GOT IT! I GOT IT!

Lexie: I'm worried about Clara. She's depressed, but like a whole new level of depressed. I don't know what to do.
Cristina: Are you talking about Ceviche?
Lexie: That... (Cristina signs the propeller hitting Clara's stomach) Oh my god! That's... that is so rude. Ceviche? That is so... that... it... that... that's rude. That is SO RUDE!
Cristina: What? Anyone else I can offend?

Derek: OH GOD!
Lexie: Sorry.
Derek: Just... ah... Sorry. Sorry, we're sorry.
Meredith: Sorry!
Derek: Sorry, we'll clean the counter top.
Lexie: Ah, you didn't used to do this before and now it's kind of all the time. Everywhere and I just.
Derek: Well, you know, it's... we're married now and things have changed a little. But, ah, we're sorry about the counter top.
Lexie: Ah, so you guys are. You're really, that it? The post it? That's for real?
Derek: Yeah. That's for real.
(Der shuts the door and laughs)
Lexie: (disgusted) UGH!

Lexie: So um, did you forget to mention that your hot, hardcore, ex sex friend lives right across the hall?
Mark: Did I?
Lexie: YEAH! Yeah, you did.

Mark: Really? Nothing?
Lexie: Nope.
Mark: You don't even want a drawer?
Lexie: No!
Mark: How about a toothbrush? A change of panties?
Lexie: No.
Mark: Damn, I like your panties.

He died. I... George died.

Mark: You want a ride home?
Lexie: I was gonna clean out his locker. Give his stuff to his Mom but, I was a bad friend. To George. I was about as good a friend to him as Clara's friends, who keep sending post cards from the trip she'll never get to take. I just... I... I abandoned him completely. I... I... I just moved out and stopped talking to him. Why? Because, because he didn't think I was as hot I thought he was? Because he... he didn't love me back?
Mark: This may be bad timing but I gotta ask. What did that guy have? I mean, he wasn't much to look at. But, you and Steven's and Torres. Tell the truth. Was he... you know... hung?
Lexie: That's...
Mark: I know, I said bad timing.
Lexie: I...
Mark: But seriously, he was kind of a dorky little dude.
Lexie: Stop! Stop talking (laughing).

Meredith: He grabbed my hand, and he squeezed it, and he wrote with his finger.
Derek: He wrote with his finger?
Meredith: You know... in my hand! He wrote 007.
Bailey: Wh... Give me... Ok... what did I write?
Meredith: Joe?
Bailey: No! No I did no write Joe!
Everyone: Are you serious? It could not be him? How do you know?
Mark: This is funny.
Richard: Did anyone try and call O'Malley? Can we get him on the phone?
Meredith: I'm telling you he squeezed my hand.
Bailey: Shut it! You don't get to talk anymore. You don't get to talk ever again.
Meredith: I could have sworn it was George.
Cristina: I got his voicemail.
Lexie: He's not answering.
Callie: He has a freckle on his right hand, it's shaped like Texas. I used to tease him about it. I'll check.

Lexie: Who said that was George? Why do we think that's George?
Callie: Meredith said... I don't know.
Lexie: That's not George. Look... look at his feet. Look how tall he is. That's not George.

Amanda: Who's George?
Lexie: What?
Amanda: John Doe, the guy who threw me out of the way of the bus. The guy who saved my life. Everyone's crying and they keep saying "John Doe is George." Who's George?

Lexie: [narrating] Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone.
Mark: It isn't just death we have to grieve. It's life. It's loss. It's change.
Alex: And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad. The thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime.
Izzie: That's how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can't breathe, that's how you survive.
Derek: By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won't feel this way. It won't hurt this much.
Bailey: Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way.
Owen: So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty.
Meredith: The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can't control it.
Arizona: The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes.
Callie: And let it go when we can.
Meredith: The very worst part is that the minute you think you're past it, it starts all over again.
Cristina: And always, every time, it takes your breath away.
Meredith: There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five.
Alex: Denial.
Derek: Anger.
Bailey: Bargaining.
Lexie: Depression.
Richard: Acceptance.

Lexie: I thought you were operating on John Doe?
Mark: I already did. Right now I'm looking at houses. One has single fire place, which I like. This one has a back yard the size of Montana.
Lexie: Ahuh. You're buying a house?
Mark: Yeah.
Lexie: Right. Ah, ok.
Mark: I'm buying a house right now. It's a buyers market, and I'm buying a house.
Lexie: The only reason you're even talking about a house is to make me feel bad. You're trying to prove that you're moving on without me. So then I'll regret my decision and change my mind.
Mark: Ok, is this what women are doing when they say they're moving on?
Lexie: Yeah. They don't usually take out a home loan to do it. But...
Mark: Pathetic. Let me be clear, I'm moving on. I'm a better woman than you!

Grey's Anatomy Quotes

[walking by Izzie's room]
Meredith: Hot.
Sadie: Horny.

Sexual sorbet? Hahaha! I love it.

Bailey