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.

Meredith: Biology, it's crap. Utter crap. DNA, RNA. It doesn't make someone your family.
Cristina: It does actually.
Meredith: He needs a liver transplant. Lexie volunteered like she just got asked for a dollar bill. I left the room. He's not my father.
Cristina: Wait, your dad needs a transplant?
Meredith: Ooh! Maybe not, maybe he's dead this time.

Owen: Are you whoring yourself out for surgeries?
Cristina: Oh shut up. You forced me into it!

Cristina: Hey, watchya lookin for?
Shadow Shepherd: Excuse me?
Cristina: Oh, I could help but notice you have no resident on your de-compressive laminectomy. Well, today's your lucky day. Cause I'm available.
Shadow Shepherd: Yang, right? I heard you were hardcore into cardio.
Cristina: I can be hardcore into anything you want.

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.

Callie: Ok, one more time. You'll the Chief real cranky, and in a bad mood. And, I'll be Callie asking for her job back.
Arizona: You are Callie.
Callie: Right, so it works.
Arizona: You said that yesterday. And the day before that. And the day before, the day before that. So, are you gonna do this.
Callie: Hey, it is not easy to ask for your job back after you told your boss to go screw himself over this entire hospital. It's humiliating.
Arizona: So, you're not gonna do it.
Callie: What... what is the point? He already fired me once. He's not gonna hire me back now just because of the merger. Whatever. Maybe being a surgeons overrated. I could be doing lots of things. I could open a daycare. Babies are cute. Ew, that one just spit.
Arizona: Calliope Torres, I don't want you to have to move to Cleveland to be a surgeon.
Callie: Ok. I'm gonna do it. Later? I... I will come back later.
Arizona: (talks to the baby) My girlfriends moving to Cleveland. Yep. Yep.

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.

Meredith: My dad's dead. At first I thought he was drunk, then he started puking blood. And, puking blood and disorientation usually means...
Derek: End stage liver failure.
Meredith: Which mean's he's probably dead by now. Or he needs a transplant, and I hope he's not a candidate. Because that means he'd be in the hospital for months.
Alex: Uh, Mer.
Meredith: He needs a transplant doesn't he?
Alex: Yeah.

Owen: Stevens, I have something for you if you're interested.
Cristina: Well I'm interested.
Owen: An MBC came in a while back during his work up I found an abdominal sarcoma. Since then I've been following his recurrences, and uh, he came back today with his 3rd one. Wondered if you could scrub in? If you feel ready.
Cristina: I'm ready!
Owen: He's in pre-op.
Cristina: You know I need a surgery.
Owen: You know I don't play favorites. Please have been afraid to work with Stevens. Like she's gonna break or something. It's not right. She's a good surgeon, and she has a way with patients. And, a light touch.
Cristina: You want nice? I can be nice too. I can be nice to a dying husk.
Owen: Yeah, not a light touch.

Cristina: Did I tell you how great your hair looks. It's all short and um, edgy.
Izzie: Why, you are really tweaking out. How long's it been since you've cut?
Cristina: Over a week.
Izzie: Ooh.

He made amends, he's not drunk.

Lexie

Grey's Anatomy Season 6 Quotes

In medical school, we have a hundred lessons that teach us how to fight off death, and not one lesson on how to go on living.

Meredith (narrating)

According to Elisabeth Kubler-Ross, when we're dying or have suffered a catastrophic loss, we all move through five distinct stages of grief. We go into denial because the loss is so unthinkable we can't imagine it's true. We become angry with everyone, angry with survivors, angry with ourselves. Then we bargain. We beg. We plead. We offer everything we have, we offer our souls in exchange for just one more day. When the bargaining has failed and the anger is too hard to maintain, we fall into depression, despair, until finally we have to accept that we've done everything we can. We let go. We let go and move into acceptance.

Meredith (narrating)