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| Jul 16 2008, 10:52 AM EDT (current) | bluebird123 | 476 words added |
| Jul 16 2008, 10:48 AM EDT | bluebird123 |
| Meredith: I tried to talk Shepherd out of that clot surgery. What is wrong with me? Alex: Basically, you tried to kill the guy. Cristina (to Alex): Basically, you're an ass. |
| Meredith: So let's go sleep at your house tonight. Derek: What? Meredith: I mean, why are we always sleeping at my house? Do you even have one? Derek: One what? Meredith: A house. With a closet. With your stuff in it. Your personal stuff. Do you even have one of those? Derek: Mmh. George: Hey. You guys want a cupcake? Derek: Oh, no. George: Izzie made them. Derek: You know, I like it here. You said so yourself, you liked having your things around, sleeping in your own bed. (Derek is getting cereal and a bowl out) George: You're like a health nut, aren't ya? You eat muesli every morning. Derek: No, I don't. Izzie: Okay, the muesli thing, you do. The last seven days, at least. Derek: Oh, come on. I haven't been here for a whole week. Have I? Meredith: See? Even they think it's weird. |
| (Izzie is in the kitchen, a sink full of dirty dishes, and cupcakes everywhere. George is there eating cupcakes) Izzie: Eight hours, 16 ounces of chocolate, and 32 cupcakes, and they still don't taste right. George (with mouthful): No, these are good. Martha Stewart would be proud. Izzie: Yeah, look where it got her. |
| George: How's a pompous cocky jackass like you always have women all over him? Alex: Little blue love pills. Lots of them. George: Oh c'mon. Alex: Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. (looking through a book) There it is, a bovine xenograft. (jumps up shouting) O'Malley, you think too much. Can't you see it? You gotta dance and jab. Dance and jab! Like me. I am the Ali of this place. |
| (Derek takes Meredith to his trailer) Meredith: Where are we? Derek: I'm gonna tell you. All right. My mother's maiden name, Maloney. I have four sisters. I have, uh, nine nieces. Five nephews. I like coffee ice cream, single-malt scotch, occasionally a good cigar. I like to fly fish. And I cheat when I do the crossword puzzle on Sunday. And I never dance in public. Um, favorite novel: The Sun Also Rises. Favorite band: The Clash. My favorite color is blue. I don't like light blue, indigo. The scar right here on my forehead, that's why I don't ride motorcycles anymore. And I live in that trailer. All this land is mine. I have no idea what I'm gonna do with it. So that's it. That's all you've earned for now. The rest you're just...just gonna have to take on faith. |