Grey's Anatomy
Thursdays 9:00 PM on ABCMiranda Bailey Quotes
Derek: Ok, clamp. I am ready to... no. Yes, ok. I am ready to buzz the superficial temporal artery. Tenting sutures.
Bailey: There's no rush. You can take your time. Everyone here is on your side.
Swinder: You sure that's gonna hold? With all that friable scar tissue.
Bailey: Dr Swinder! Ah, actually I saw Dr. Shepherd do three different craniotomies last month, each with easily double the amount of friable tissue. They held just fine.
Derek: Next, tenting suture please.
Derek: We'll see you soon Dr. Stevens.
Izzie: I hope so.
Bailey: Know so.
Izzie: Dr Bailey if something goes wrong...
Bailey: It wont.
Izzie: The scarf, I made it for you.
Derek: It's a beautiful night to save lives. Let's get started.
Bailey: Ok, as you know you have stage 4 metastatic melanoma. You have a lot of surgeries, and a lot of procedures lined up for you over the next few weeks.
Richard: We've seen evidence of METS on your liver, so one of those surgeries Dr. Bailey and I will resect them. We also lined up Dr. Parker from OB to harvest as many healthy eggs as she can before you undergo any radiation.
Izzie: Right. Babies.
Bailey: Just leaving the option open for you if you want it.
Derek: But our priority today is to address the temporal lobe METS on your brain. I'm surprised we didn't catch it sooner. This kind of thing can cause headaches, seizures and intense hallucinations. But, hopefully the legion has a clear margin so I can remove it all.
Ah, you three. Ok. Yeah, I understand why you're here. I know you wanna help, but I will be the resident on her case today. I will be prepping her for surgery, and if you are going into that hospital room today you will do so as her friends. Izzie needs her people around her. She needs you to tell her everything will be fine, she needs you to hold her hand. She needs you, not more doctors. Understood?
Miranda: Ah, Chief?
Richard: Dr. Bailey.
Miranda: How's your mood?
Richard: Meager. Anxious. I'm excited about Sloan's face transplant. I'm a little concerned about Derek Shepherd, but all in all...
Miranda: Do I look like therapist?
Richard: You asked.
Miranda: I've lost Hunt and Torres. See, I sent them to get Shepherd and I never heard from them again. See, I was trying to solve the Shepherd situation for you, Sir, but, It appears I've somehow made it 3 times worse. So, I'm telling you and my next move I believe is that I'm gonna call the police. Because, I'm half convinced they're all dead, on a spit, with a one armed man turning them into shish kebabs. Sir. It's my mind. It just goes there.
Miranda: What in gods name is going on?
Meredith: It's a personal issue, and we are just trying to give them their privacy.
Miranda: Do you think for a second I wanted to get involved with your little intern dramas?
George: We were not this bad.
Miranda: Oh, getting married in Vegas. Shacking up with attendings, cutting LVAD wires. You don't have to like it, but you have to manage it.
Meredith: Oh, we've got it under control.
Intern: (runs down stairs crying) Wait, I love you Megan!
Callie: Hey who moved my surgery? Chief? Chief..?
Miranda: Don't, just don't. He's a wreck. He's decintergrating before our very eyes. That's why men die earlier than women.
Callie: Mmmm, the boards a mess.
Miranda: He can't lose Shepherd. I mean, I'd go talk some sense into him but, I've got too much on my plate.
Callie: Have you tried calling him?
Miranda: About a hundred times.
Callie: No.... No... Oh you, you want me to go to the woods? No. Ah, I don't do woods. The woods are dirty, and there are many many bugs. What am I gonna say to the guy? I barely know him.
Miranda: You don't have to know him, you're both surgeons. You've been through the same war. Look, just remind him that we've all been there, we all came back.
Callie: You're kind of a bully, you know that?
Miranda: Wouldn't do it if it didn't work so well.
Miranda: Ah Chief, I need to ask you something
Richard: Sloan, have you heard from Derek?
Mark: No.
Richard: Oh, I'm sorry. You were saying? Oh! Meredith!
Meredith: No, I don't know how he is. I've heard nothing. Nothing today, nothing yesterday, and nothing the day before that. And no, I will not go back out there.
Owen: Did you page me Dr. Bailey?
Miranda: Oh, yes, you finished with your part of the face transplant right?
Owen: Yup, but I cleared my schedule to watch Sloan and Dr. Yang do their surgery so whatever it is you need I hope it's not too time consuming
Miranda: That depends on how fast you can drive.... and talk.
Owen: I'm sorry?
Miranda: I need you to drive to the woods and talk Derek Shepherd into coming back here, and I believe you might also run into Callie Torres.
Owen: (stares blankly)
Miranda: ... with a flat tire, or a broken heal, or an axe wielding serial killer.
Owen: You serious?
Miranda: I've lost Hunt and Torres, see I sent them to get Shepherd and ... never heard from them again ... I was trying to solve the Shepherd situation for you sir, but it appears that I somehow made it three times worse.
Richard: [stares]
Miranda: So I'm telling you and my next move I believe is that I'm gonna call the police because I'm half convinced that they're all dead ... on a spit ... with an one armed man turning them into shish kabob sir ... It's my mind it just goes there.
Miranda: Do I look like a therapist?!
Richard: You asked!
I am Dr. Bailey! I am better than fine.
