Let's go to City Hall tomorrow. I don't want to spend another day not being married to you.
You're my sister, you're in the wedding.
I need to put her to rest. I need to not become her. I need to not die emotionally crippled and alone. I need to not attend the wedding of Derek Shepherd and Sydney Heron. I NEED TO PUT MY MOTHER TO REST.
Sometimes, change is everything.
She'd turn the music up really loud and make me dance it out with her.
Do I have sex hair?
Stop acting like my surrogate father. Just because you slept with my mother, that does not make you my father.
There is no other day. Every day is like this. Every day is a crisis. I love you and I want to marry you today, but there is no time.
She was raised right, with parents and rules, and smiley-face posters on her wall.
Mothers don't love me.
You have to kick ass in there, Alex. You have no choice.
I may not always be so graceful about it, but I want you here.
You can do this. No matter what, you're going down that aisle today. I need you to go down that aisle.
You know, just because people do horrible things... it doesn't always mean they're horrible people.
Patients see us as gods or they see us as monsters. But the fact is, we're just people.
And if we're lucky, we realize, in the face of everything, in the face of life, the true dream is being able to dream at all.
It's important to tell the people you love how much you love them while they can hear you.
I told you you can't have sex with my fake sister here.
This is the best breakup ever.
Pick me, choose me, love me.
Uppdaterad Wed, 16 Sep 2009.