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Meredith: So you were right, Cristina and I are fighting.
Derek: You should go, talk to her. She's your best friend. It's important.
Meredith: Derek...
Derek: They don't tell you when you become a doctor it's gonna be like this. They don't tell you that you lose more patients than you save. 16... I'm sick of the death.
Meredith: I'm sorry.
Derek: I'll see you.
Meredith: Ok...
 
Emma: I never should have said it, I didn't mean it, I never should have said it.
Meredith: Tell her that. Tell her the last thing you'd want her to hear. Because you have to believe that if it were you in this bed and Holly was sitting with you feeling this bad, you would forgive her. Tell her.
Emma: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you.
Meredith: She loved you too. No matter what you said, no matter what happened between the two of you. She loved you. She loves you. She loves you.
 
Mark: Stop!
Lexie: Teach me.
Mark: We can't do this, you're Little Grey, and I promised, and... I'm your teacher.
Lexie: So... teach me!
Mark: Lexie...
Lexie: Teach me. Teach me. Come on, am I really so bad?
Mark: No. I am.
 
Lexie: I respect you. As a man. As a surgeon, as a teacher. I respect you. So... teach me.
Mark: What are you doing? Don't do that. Stop.
Lexie: Teach me!
 
Lexie: [to Mark] You made her speak. Mrs. Patterson, she said hi. She spoke. You made her speak.
 
Alex: Listen. You had that heart patient and it reminded you of Denny and how bad you felt when you were lying on that bathroom floor. I get that! I get that you're scared. But you're not going to have to feel like that again. Because I'm not going to die, Izz. And I'm not gonna cheat on you, and I'm not gonna go anywhere! 'Cause, I think you're my best shot at... I think with you... you make me better. You make me wanna BE better. You make me want to be good. And I think I can. With you. I think I can. So I'm not going anywhere, and you can stop hiding. And if you wanna be scared that's okay just be scared with me. Be scared while you scrub in with me on my first solo surgery. Okay?
Izzie: You love me.
Alex: Shut up. [kisses her, leaves] Solo surgery!
Denny: I'm really starting to not like that guy.
 
Alex: I love you! I frickin' love you. I just got the solo surgery and the first thing I did was look for you. And you weren't there. You're never there anymore. And I was thinking about it and I think it might be because you love me too. And because you're scared of that. And because I... I screwed it up last time, and because... Denny died, and-
Izzie: Alex...
 
Alex: Izz... I won!
Izzie: Hey. What time is it?
Alex: Yang. She picked me for the solo surgery.
Izzie: She did? That's amazing.
Alex: I love you!
Izzie: What?
 
Cristina: My gut? I'm not putting a patient's life in the hands of a novice surgeon based on my hut.
Owen: Worked for me.
Cristina: I bet.
Owen: It's what told me to choose you.

 
Owen: Know who you're gonna pick?
Cristina: Well, I'm ranking them, according to a system. You know, surgical skills, hours in the O.R., published papers, academic accomplishments ...
Owen: You know them, you know their capabilities. Go with your gut.

Dr. Dixon: I had persistent pathological stuttering as a child, but it can be treated with rigorous speech therapy. Why is this spot on the board blank?
Cristina: I need to select one of my fellow residents for that slot, it's the first solo surgery of my class.
Dr. Dixon: The Chief asked you to choose from your peers.
Cristina: Yes, ma'am.
Dr. Dixon: Mmm!
 
Dr. Dixon: There's a blank spot on this board, there's a surgery but no surgeon, I would like to do surgery, but it's an amputation, I haven't done an amputation since my residency.
Cristina: Well, um, that's, that's, really hard to, um ...
Dr. Dixon: Is your stuttering pathological and persistent or is it occasional and stress related?
Cristina: I don't ... stutter?
 
Mark: You read up on my surgery?
Miranda: Since it's your first time performing what I understand to be a very cutting-edge surgery, I was hoping you could use another set of hands.
Mark: Fine. You can join Dr. Grey and me.
Miranda: Dr. Grey, who's been banned from the O.R.?
Mark: She's on cappuccino duty.
 
Mark: Why are you talking about sex with me? It's inappropriate. I'm your teacher. I have things to teach. Double board-certified things.
Lexie: That's what I was talking about. For you to teach me ... medicine. The sex, that was... a joke.
 
Lexie: [to Mark] I get it. I'm the one who organized a crazy club of secret, cutter interns. The thing is, I've been advised to seek out sex as a way of my sad predicament, but I think I would rather just learn today, so... what do you say? You, me ...
 
Lexie: It's done!
Alex: Whatever, Helen Keller.
Lexie: No really. The Chief sent me. They made their choice.
George: Who is it?
Lexie: [points] It's you.
 
Miranda: Steve is not a lip reader. None of the interns are lip readers. You'll just have to wait for the attendings to vote. Just like I did when I won.
Cristina: You won your solo surgery?
Miranda: I'm gonna pretend you didn't feel the need to ask me that question Yang, of course I won. I was good. Didn't cut LVAD wires, put my hands on bombs in body cavities, or have my interns operating on themselves. I was special! I was young, gifted and black, and everybody knew it. Attendings knew it, Chief knew it. I didn't have to act like I could read lips. I'd just go about my work, calmly, waiting for my name to get called.
 
Steve: Grey! The Chief said Grey!
Alex: What? Come on, this is bogus.
 
Alex: When I win, you can scrub in for me.
Izzie: Alex, she's... she's not gonna pick you.
Alex: I'll scrub in for you too if you win, which you won't, 'cause I will. [kisses her]
Denny: Enough!
Izzie: I... I gotta go!
 
George: Are you coming? We gotta do clinic. Flu season fun!
Izzie: Um, yeah ... I ... will catch up with you.
Denny: Me too.
Izzie: Shut up.
George: [stares, confused]
Izzie: Not you.

Cristina: This is torture for me.
Richard: I'm not even done.
Cristina: Sir?
Richard: Dr. Dixon's back. You'll be spending the day with her. You will impress her. And you will make sure this hospital impresses her. By the end of the day, I want that woman to be my next head of cardio. If she's not, I will know who to blame.
 
Richard: Choosing the first solo surgery isn't just about who has the best surgical skills. Or who's logged the most hours in the OR. It's about the highest form of trust. The trust to put a patient's life into one of our residents' hands. And for the first time I can recall, every single attending picked the same person. Dr. Yang. However, Dr. Yang is out of the running. She is going to pick the winner instead. Dr. Yang will post her decision on the O.R. board at 4 p.m. Also, since your interns are still banned from the O.R., the winner will be allowed to pick a fellow resident to scrub in with them. Good luck.
 
Alex: Saw action. Sweet!
 
Richard: The first solo surgery will take place tonight.