Grey's Anatomy
Thursdays 9:00 PM on ABCFavorite Meredith Grey Quotes
You're about to deworm me. No one is ever touching me again.
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Bailey: Grey, look I had to try.
Meredith: For your patient, I know, but now that's dozens of transplant patients that you just screwed out of a chance.
Cristina: I'm sorry. I don't have time for games. I have to get back to the hospital.
Meredith: She's right, she does have to go back to the hospital.
Derek: We're not gonna talk about the hospital, we're here to play baseball.
Mark: And to drink beer. Drink your beer. What more do you want in life?
Lexie: I'm not gonna drink beer when all my friends just got fired.
Bailey: You and Derek went down in a plane, you drowned, he got shot, you gave birth in a power outage...
Meredith: Is this supposed to make me feel better?
Bailey: I'm just saying, you have every reason to be distracted. Every reason to think the sky is falling.
Mark: Woah.
Callie: Man versus bus.
Mark: Bus won.
Callie: Check out the left arm.
Meredith: He's crashing again.
Derek: What have we got?
Mark: We've got road kill.
Owen: Do you mind. He stepped out in front of a moving bus so could save a woman, he's a hero.
Callie: Can you fix the arm?
Mark: His fingers are already blue, if it's gonna happen... it's gotta happen in the next few hours.
Derek: Pupils blown, stop CPR. Ok, give me a cranial drill please. Grey, wanna practice your burr holes? (Mer nods her head) Stabilize his neck please. 10 blade. Take the drill. Ok, go in slowly, and when you feel it grab stop. Because otherwise you're gonna be hitting the brain. Ok, lets go, quickly.
Owen: Nice work Dr. Grey.
Mark: I'm gonna go get some bassi trays for that face.
Derek: Get his head rotated. Easy.
Meredith: Welcome back Sir, you had us worried there for a minute.
Meredith: Hi, um...
Derek: What's up?
Meredith: I need a Neuro consult.
Derek: Ok.
Richard: Yeah, that's... you better go.
Derek: Thanks Chief. Ok.
Bailey: Any changes overnight?
Cristina: No.
Bailey: (pager goes off) Somebody had better go make a coffee run, you all look like hell.
George: I've gotta be in surgery in 10 minutes. Um, Mer, will you let me know?
Meredith: Yeah. We should go too. It's probably gonna be a while.
Alex: Shepherd said she'd wake up in the morning. What did he tell you? Was that all crap? What did he say?
Meredith: He said it may be a while.
Cristina: She's gonna wake up.
Cristina: Hey, have you seen Bailey?
Meredith: No, but I have to talk to you. Derek is going crazy! This morning I said something about having cute babies, and now ever since he's been acting weird, and avoiding me, and dropping conversations when I walk up. I mean, he wants babies. He's always wanted babies.
Patient: Oh, he wants babies.
Izzie: You can do it. You can cut into my brain again.
Derek: Ok.
Izzie: You can do it, but I don't wanna end up a vegetable.
Meredith: Izzie you won't.
Izzie: No, just listen. I want the surgery right now, but if something goes wrong I don't wanna end up on a ventilator. So, I'm signing a DNR.
I didn't think I could do it. Part of me thought, what if I had this baby and just die? And then she arrived, and I saw her face, and I saw him in her. She's beautiful.
Cristina: Anything?
Meredith: Nope. There was a papillary muscle rupture in the CCU but the guy died before they could get him into the OR.
Cristina: Crap! I need surgeries and I need them now. I've already had 100 hours in the OR this month, and you know they keep the residents with the most hours.
Meredith: We need to go talk to Izzie.
Cristina: No, we are not talking Izzie into having surgery because your future husband is mad at you.
Meredith: But he has a right to be mad, because we didn't talk Izzie out of surgery as her doctors we did it as her friends.
Cristina: Our job as doctors is to present the options, answer questions, and let the patients decide the course of treatment. That is what we did.
Meredith: Right. Except I may have presented her options as, "You're having this surgery, over my dead body!" He has a right to be mad.
Cristina: Crap!
Meredith: Who is it?
Cristina: Come on.
