Punching out people on my surgical floor! My head of neurosurgery punching out people on my surgical floor!
Put the ice pack on your hand.
Put the damn ice on your two million dollar a year hand! Now, would someone tell me what the hell happened?
He and Derek used to work together back in New York. And, um, they, we, were all close friends. Until Derek found us in bed together.
Did you put your weight behind it?
Why is he suturing his own face?
Because he's Mark Sloan, he's like the go-to plastic surgeon on the east coast.
That's the guy Addison was sleeping with?
You can't really blame her, can you?
McSexy wants an X-ray to check for fractures and I think it's a bad idea if I take him.
MCMeredith and Cristina
No.
Just choking back some... McVomit.
You know when you don't have sex for a while, you sorta forget how good it is, and you don't really need it as much?
Yeah, that doesn't happen to guys.
It's like a beast, a beast that was asleep, for a long, long time, and now the beast is wide awake and wants to be fed and the food, that Alex gave it, was... It was good food George.
Something needs to be done about your taste.
[voiceover] Okay, so, sometimes even the best of us make rash decisions. Bad decisions. Decisions we pretty much know we're going to regret the moment, the minute, especially the morning after. I mean, maybe not regret, regret because at least, you know, we put ourselves out there. But... still. Something inside us decides to do a crazy thing. A thing we know will probably turn around and bite us in the ass. Yet, we do it anyway. [...] What I'm saying is... we reap what we sow. What comes around goes around. It's karma and, any way you slice it... karma sucks. Like I was saying, payback's a bitch.
Really? I guess I just think I believe in Karma. You know I mean good people deserve good things. At least that's how I thought the universe worked.
How can you think that and practice medicine?
Why... I'm not saying that everybody who gets sick or everybody who dies is bad. I'm just saying that, uh, I think that there's a balance. Or there should be balance! I should...there should be some sort of balance. That's...
Good god, O'Malley, what the hell did Grey do to you?
All right. So you slept with O'Malley. Get over it already.
Uh, no. [Laughs] I was just kidding! I means it's not like I should be surprised.
Because when your life is sucky, you get drunk and sleep with inappropriate men. It's your thing. Whatever. I find it charming.
You sleep with inappropriate women when you're sober.
One inappropriate woman. And Izzie forgave me for that. O'Malley is not going to get over this.
Izzie hasn't forgiven you!
Yes, she has. We're together.
No you're not. Izzie may be sleeping with you, but she'll never see you the way she saw you before you slept with Olivia.
Why are you trying to piss me off?
You're trying to suggest that it's forgivable for you to sleep with Olivia, but not forgivable for me to sleep with George.
[George walks in]
Wow, when I'm wrong about someone.
No, George! It's not... it's not what you think!
You chill! You chill! I'm not... I'm not going to chill.
The fetus is freaking out.
I can see that! Why are freaking out?
You think someone is your friend. [Cristina walks in] You know? And you think at the very least you'd respect my privacy!
Baby boy is freaking out.
CICristina and Izzie
Why is he freaking out?
George, can we at least talk?
I don't want to talk! Not to you! I wanted to keep my mouth shut. And if you hadn't been running away from me every time you see me, you would know that!
Okay, you're right, but can we just talk now?
You want to talk now, because you told everyone that we had sex!
DAMMIT! [trips and falls down stairwell]
[voiceover] As doctors, as friends, as human beings, we all try to do the best we can. But the world is full of unexpected twists and turns. And just when you've gotten the lay of the land, the ground underneath you shifts. And knocks you off your feet. If you're lucky, you'll end up with nothing more than a flesh wound, something a band-aid will cover. But, some wounds are deeper than they first appear and require more than just a quick fix. With some wounds, you have to rip off the band-aid, let them breathe, and give them time to heal.
I did, in the spirit of friendship.
What, are we not being friends with Meredith anymore?
No, no, we are. Meredith and I are friends.
And you and I are married. So then by proxy, Meredith and I are friends.
You don't have to do that. It’s not like I'm going to be friends with... let's say... Mark.
Yeah, well, neither am I. Now finish your juju before somebody else dies.
Great. No blood, no guts, no lives to save. It's dead quiet.
Uh, did you really just say that?
That's like saying Macbeth in the theatre.
Please. You think because someone says its quiet that'll mean---
[All hell breaks loose] [...]
Can anyone spell coincidence?