CALLIE: Don’t take it personally. It’s the doctor thing.
CALLIE: Four years of high school, four years of college, four years of med school. By the time we graduate, we’re in our late twenties and we’ve never done anything except go to school and think about science. Time stops. We’re socially retarded. I mean, look at me. I’m in love with a guy who won’t say he loves me back and here I am, in his kitchen, cooking, just hoping he comes home and notices me. I mean, I’m a total freak. I’m that girl in the back of the class who eats her hair. And Meredith… she’s seventeen years old, we’re all seventeen years old. This is high school with scalpels, Finn.
— 3.01-02 “Time Has Come Today” (via shelightsupwell)
GEORGE: I joined the army to be a trauma surgeon, I report for duty tomorrow.
BAILEY: You did what?!
GEORGE: Yeah, that’s how I thought we’d start.
BAILEY: Dr. Grey, you’ve got a fever, high white count and tenderness over McBurney’s point, which suggests —
GEORGE, CRISTINA and MEREDITH: Appendicitis.
BAILEY: Dr. O’Malley, prep Dr. Grey for surgery. You’re scrubbing in.
GEORGE: I am? On Meredith’s appendectomy?
MEREDITH: I, uh — am I the only one who remembers the last time George scrubbed in on an appendectomy? He almost killed the guy. Sorry, George.
GEORGE: I don’t have to scrub in, Dr. Bailey, I can just, uh… [Off her look of disapproval.] Unless you want me to, which, you know… Not gonna happen again.
BAILEY: That good enough for you, Dr. Grey?
MEREDITH: You’re pretty.
— 3.04 “What I Am” (via fuckyeahmeredithgrey)