 | | 04-18-2008, 09:09 AM |
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| Izzie: You really think he's not gonna leave his wife?
Charlie: I think if a person wants to do something, like die, they do it. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there's hope. Maybe he'll tell her, and you two will get together and end up happy.
Izzie: You think?
Charlie: Not that I'll be alive to see it.
Izzie: You're not dying, Charlie. Not on my watch.
George: It was looking good for a while, but, um... (sees Izzie)
George: I'll be right there.
Derek: Yeah.
George: Izzie...
Izzie: What? What is there to say, George?
Izzie: I'm a blondie. I'm the other woman. I'm a bad '50s cliché.
George: No, no, no. We're not in this together.
Izzie: Wow. Great. Well, thank you for letting me know.
George: Hey no, no. No. You don't get to be mad here.
Izzie: Seriously? We said...
George: No, no, no, no. There is no "we. " It's just me. I'm the one who has to tell Callie. I'm the one who has to destroy her. This is not about you and me. This is about her and me. I'm ending a marriage to a wonderful woman. Me. I'm the one. It's not you.
George: It's not something you just blurt out. It's not.
George: I'll do it. I will do it. You have to back off and let me do it.
Izzie: I'm sorry.
Izzie: Charlie...you can't go. I know that you think your life is over. I know you feel like
you don't have anybody. But your life's not over and...and you have me. You have me. I need you. I need somebody to talk to. Because I think you may have been right before. I don't think George is gonna leave his wife. And I need you to tell me what to do. I...I need some...you can't go, Charlie. Charlie?
Cristina: What are we supposed to say? We didn't even know the guy.
Izzie: We ate lunch in here for a year. The least we can do is say a few kind words about him.
George: Me? He...he didn't snore too loudly...
Meredith: He, um... never complained. And he always took his meds.
Alex: Hardly ever farted.
Meredith: Alex.
Alex: Fine. Uh, he had 12 surgeries this year, and he...he lived through them. That's...that's impressive.
Izzie: Thank you, Alex. Cristina?
Cristina: Uh, I got to practice stuff on him...central lines and IVs...it was good practice.
Izzie: Um...Charlie, the truth is...you were a bastard. You were. You were mean and stubborn and just...a bastard. But you were a bastard who knew what you wanted. And you stuck to your guns and proved that if you want something badly enough, if you're...determined enough and patient enough, eventually it will happen. It will.
And that gives me hope, so...thanks for that. Bye-bye, Charlie.
Callie: Just say it.
George: I slept with Izzie. |
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