1 A Hard Day's Night 2 The First Cut is the Deepest 3 Winning a Battle, Losing the War 4 No Man's Land 5 Shake Your Groove Thing 6 If Tomorrow Never Comes 7 The Self-Destruct Button 8 Save Me 9 Who's Zoomin' Who?
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Meredith: [voiceover] Intimacy is a four syllable word for here is my heart and soul, please grind them into hamburger, and enjoy. It's both desired, and feared. Difficult to live with, and impossible to live without. Intimacy also comes attached to the three R's... relatives, romance, and roommates. There are some things you can't escape. And other things you just don't want to know.
George: I don't think you understand. Me - gonads! You - ovaries!
Izzie: [laughing] Oh, that reminds me. We are out of tampons.
George: You're parading through the bathroom in your underwear, while I'm naked in the shower!
Izzie: Will you add it to your list, please?
George: What?
Izzie: Tampons!
Meredith: To the list. It's your turn.
George: I am a man! I don't buy girl products. I don't want you walking in while I'm in the shower. And I don't want to see you in your underwear!
Izzie: It doesn't bother me, okay? Look at me in my underwear, George. Take your time, it's no big deal.
Alex: Morning, Dr Model.
Izzie: Dr. Evil Spawn.
Alex: Ooh, nice tat. Do they airbrush that out for the catalogs?
Izzie: I don't know. What do they do for the 666 on your skull?
Alex: [about patient with nails in his head] BWA HA HA! It's Hellraiser!
Izzie: You said, I am not your sister. Did you feel like I was emasculating you?
George: No. I'm too masculine to be emasculated.
Izzie: I'm sorry.
George: Guess you put Dr. Model to rest.
Izzie: Guess I did.
Izzie: Here, my share of the grocery money. When are you going?
George: Tonight.
Izzie: Okay. Seriously, George. Please don't...
George: Yeah, could we not talk about it here?
Izzie: What? Tampons?
George: Did you not hear a word I said?
Izzie: You're a man, we know. [Everyone in the room starts to laugh]
Alex: Talk about shrinking the salamander.
Izzie: Tampons, George, I just really needed some tampons!
George: I forgot when I got there.
Izzie: No. [She opens the shower door] No, you are so passive aggressive!
George: Naked! I am naked in the shower!
Izzie: [closes the shower door] Just tampons, George! I really needed tampons. God!
[Meredith walks in]
Izzie: I'm not riding in the same car as him.
Meredith: [looks at Izzie, who is standing in her underwear] Unless you're going like that, you're not riding with me either. Where are the tampons?
Izzie: He didn't buy them.
Meredith: [to George] You didn't buy them?
George: Men don't buy tampons!
Izzie: [opens the shower door again, and George falls over] You know what? You're gonna have to get over the whole man thing, George! We're women! We have vaginas! Get used to it!
George: [lying on the floor in the bathtub] I am not your sister!
Izzie: You wanna see it? You really wanna see it? Fine! Let's look at that tattoo up close and personal, shall we? [She rips off her shirt and throws it at Alex] What are these? Oh, my God! Breasts! How does anybody practice medicine hauling these things around? And what have we got back here? Let’s see if I remember my anatomy. [Takes off her pants] Glutes, right? Let’s study them, shall we? Gather around and check out the booty that put Izzie Stevens through Med. school! Have you had enough or should I continue, because I have a few more very interesting tattoos. You want to call me Dr. Model? That's fine. Just remember that while you're sitting on Two-Hundred Grand of student loans, I'm out of debt.
Izzie: [She slams down the magazine] This is who I was. It has nothing to do with who I am now. I'm a physician. A surgeon! And I am just as qualified as any other intern on this floor. So you're just going to have to get over your male-chauvinist crap and allow me to do my job.
Mr. Humphrey: I'm sure you're a very good doctor.
Izzie: Then what is your problem?
Mr. Humphrey: Look, I fantasized about you. About the woman in this photo, whoever she is. I'm not proud of it, but it's a fact. Do you know what they're gonna do to me today? I have cancer. And they're gonna lift up my legs and expose me to the world, and cut out my prostate, and my nerves. Effectively neuter me. So is it so hard to understand that I don't want the woman who is in that photo to witness... my...emasculation?
Cristina: [to Izzie] You are eight feet tall. Your boobs are perfect. Your hair is down to there. If I was you I would just walk around naked all the time. I wouldn't have a job, I wouldn't have any skills, I wouldn't even know how to read. I would just be...naked.
Izzie: It's makeup. It's retouching.
Cristina: You get that we hate you, right?
Meredith: [voiceover] I wish there were a rulebook for intimacy. Some kind of guide to tell you when you've crossed the line. It would be nice if you could see it coming, and I don't know how you fit it on a map. You take it where you can get it, and keep it as long as you can. And as for rules, maybe there are none. Maybe the rules of intimacy are something you have to define for yourself.
