EXPLORE All The Shades of Grey

Meredith: [voiceover] My college campus has a magic statue. It’s a longstanding tradition for students to rub its nose for good luck. My freshman roommate really believed in the statue's power and insisted on visiting it to rub its nose before every exam. Studying might have been a better idea, she flunked out her sophomore year. The fact is, we all have little superstitious things we do. If it’s not believing in magic statues, it’s avoiding sidewalk cracks or always putting our left shoe on first. Knock on wood. Step on a crack, break your mothers back. The last thing we want to do is offend the gods.

Derek: Ah! Juju.

Addison: Yep

Derek: You juju'ed Meredith.

Addison: I did, in the spirit of friendship.

Derek: Hmmm.

Addison: What, are we not being friends with Meredith anymore?

Derek: No, no, we are. Meredith and I are friends.

Addison: And you and I are married. So by proxy, Meredith and I are friends.

Derek: That’s very big of you.

Addison: Yeah.

Derek: You don’t have to do that. It’s not like I'm going to be friends with...let's say... Mark.

Addison: Yeah, well, neither am I. Now finish your juju before somebody else dies.

Cristina: Great. No blood, no guts, no lives to save. It's dead quiet.

Bailey: Uh, did you really just say that?

Izzie: Cristina!

Cristina: What?

George: You said the "q" word.

Izzie: That's like saying Macbeth in the theatre.

Cristina: Please. You think because someone says its quiet that'll mean---

[All hell breaks loose]

Cristina: Can anyone spell coincidence?

Cristina: Ow, ow, you're touching me.

Izzie: George says you have one of Burke's scrub caps.

Cristina: So--

Izzie: GIVE IT TO HIM!

Cristina: What? He doesn’t need it!

Izzie: That's not your decision to make, not when he's going in on Denny, Now are you going to give it to him or am I going to physically take it from you?

Cristina: Are you threatening me?

Izzie: I swear to god, Cristina, I like you, I really do. But I grew up in a trailer park and I am so not above kicking your pampered, little Beverly Hills ass. And I do mean, physically kicking your ass.

Cristina: You don't have to follow me. [Walks up to Burke and hands him the cap]

Burke: Thank you. How long have you had this? It's one of my favorites.

Cristina: You know, you don’t need it. I keep that cap in my locker because every morning I look at it and I'm reminded of what I'm here for and what I want to be. A great surgeon. A surgeon who is decisive and executes and who doesn’t need a piece of clothing to give him an edge in surgery. You don't need it.

Burke: I know. You're right.

Cristina: I know I'm right.

[Cristina leaves. Burke walks off in the opposite direction putting the cap on]

Izzie: Just so we're clear, we're over, Alex. This is over.

Alex: [[about Denny] What? You're breaking up with me over a corpse?

Izzie: No! No! I'm breaking up with you because, on your very best day, that corpse... is twice the man you will ever be. You're not good enough for me, Alex. You're not good enough for anyone.

Alex: O'Malley, you are a sad excuse for a man.

George: Excuse me?

Alex: I know you heard me, you're like a whiny little girl.

Meredith: Alex!

Alex: You know why he's not speaking to you, because he's not over you. Man, you got laid, it went badly. A man would move on. But you, you mope around this place like a dog that likes to get kicked. You make me sick. If it wouldn’t get me thrown out of the program, I'd smash your pathetic little face right into that locker.

George: [to Callie] Hi. I didn’t call. I should have called. I just... [She walks off]

[He open his cell phone and calls her]

George: This is George O'Malley calling, you gave me your phone number. I know I should have called sooner, but I'm calling now and I just wanted to know if maybe you wanted to go out with me sometime. Because... I love to watch you set bones and I rarely spend that much time in a woman's restroom and I really like you. So... is that a yes? [She nods]

Meredith: [voiceover] Superstition lies in the space between what we can control and what we can't. Find a penny, pick it up, and all day long you'll have good luck. No one wants to pass up a chance for good luck. But does saying it thirty three times really help? Is anyone really listening? And if no ones listening, why do we bother doing those strange things. We rely on superstitions because we're smart enough to know we don't have all the answers. And that life works in mysterious ways. Don't diss the juju, from wherever it comes.