105. Shake Your Groove Thing - Quotes

Meredith: Remember when you were a kid and your biggest worry was, like, if you’d get a bike for your birthday, or if you get to eat cookies for breakfast. Being an adult? Totally overrated. I mean, seriously, don’t be fooled by all the hot shoes and the great sex and the no parents anywhere telling you to do. Adulthood is responsibility. Responsibility, it really does suck. Really, really sucks. Adults have to be places and do things and earn a living and pay the rent. And if you’re training to be a surgeon, holding a human heart in your hands. Hello! Talk about responsibility. Kinda makes bikes and cookies look really really good, doesn’t it? The scariest part about responsibility- when you screw up and let it slip right through your fingers.
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George: I wish I could hold a heart
Cristina: A monkey could hold a heart.
George: You’re mad Burke didn’t ask you.
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Izzie: George, I need more ice and chips.
George: Who else did you invite?
Cristina: Izzie, we said the list was jocks only. Surgery, Trauma, Plastics. Who else?
Izzie: Just some people from Peds.
Cristina: You invited the preschoolers to Meredith’s house. The next thing you’ll say is you invited the shrinks. She invited mental defects. This party’s D.O.A.
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Mrs. Drake: You’re right about that. Hey, come here. You’re too damn young to be a doctor.
George: Hey, I’m older than I look.
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Izzie: Mr. Sturman, let’s see about getting you out of here today. How are you feeling?
Mr. Sturman: Pretty okay, except I don’t think I ever wanna have a bowel obstruction again.
Izzie: Really? Wow, because we get people in here all the time requesting them. So are you keeping down clear fluids? And my all time favorite question to ask a patient: have you pooped yet?
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Derek: I heard.
Meredith: It’s a notary thing. A thing to get notarized.
Derek: I’m talking about the heart thing. Do you want to talk about it?
Meredith: We’re adults. When did that happen? And how do we make it stop?
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Meredith-: Where is Izzie?!
George: She didn’t clear it with you?
Meredith: This was supposed to be a meet-the-boyfriend get together little thing.
George: Izzie has a lot of friends.
Meredith: Izzie doesn’t know this many people.
George: I told her to clear it with you.
Meredith: I can’t handle this.
George: You want me to kick everyone out? I’m gonna kick everyone out.
Cristina: Baby! You made it! Woo!
Meredith: Screw it. Hold this. And give me this.
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George: Full house!
Cristina: Royal flush. Get naked, baby boy. Sexy!
Meredith: Surgery is stupid. It’s stupid. It’s stupid.
Cristina: Give me that. You’re drunk.
Meredith- I’m not driving. I’m not on call. I’m in my own house. My life is crap. And it’s my party and I’ll get drunk if I want to.
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Hank: Is, um, Izzie Stevens?
Cristina: Oh, you must be Hank. He’s very large and hockey-like. No, Izzie’s not here right now.
George: You and Izzie would give birth to very tall, blonde people, like Barbies.
Hank: Izzie said she was going to be at home. She didn’t say there was going to be a party.
Meredith: Which pisses both of us off. Would you like some tequila? It helps.
Hank: When do you think she’s gonna get here?
Meredith: Don’t know. But we’re low on ice, Hank.
Hank: I’m serious.
Meredith: So am I. We’re interns, Hank. Hospital owns us. It’s what we do.
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Derek: You know, in some states, you could get arrested for that. So you blew me off for a bottle of tequila. Tequila’s no good for you. It doesn’t call. It doesn’t write. It isn’t nearly as much fun to wake up to.
Meredith: Take me for a ride, Derek.
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Derek: You know, it sounds like the party’s winding down. Listen to me. We should probably sneak inside, though.
Meredith: We’ve done enough sneaking for the night. It was good sneaking, but enough sneaking.
Derek: Yeah, I think we’re good sneakers.
Dr. Bailey: You mind moving this tail wagon? You’re blocking me in.
Derek: Apparently not good enough.
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Izzie: Holy mother of destruction.
Meredith: You missed Doctor-palooza.
Izzie: Apparently, you didn’t.
Meredith: I should probably never speak to you again.
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Alex: Missed your party?
Izzie: Life as a surgeon.
Alex: And loving every minute of it.
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Meredith: Responsibility. It really does suck. Unfortunately, once you get past the age of braces and training bras, responsibility doesn’t go away. It can’t be avoided. Either someone makes us face it, or we suffer the consequences. And still, adulthood has its perks. I mean the shoes, the sex, the no parents anywhere telling you what to do. That’s pretty damn good.