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I'm--I'm saying that he's, like, a bad person.

Yeah. Funny. Very funny.

I was a better man for walking away.

She's hot, but she's not for you.

My sutures are textbook. The edges are perfectly aligned.

I just knew he wouldn't hurt me.

So what have you heard about me, exactly?

I'm meeting somebody.

He's not. He's not. What is he doing here?

An hour ago, he was proposing.

I think you're gonna miss me.

The c-section you should've performed on Rebecca Bloom this morning?

A woman who gets the hots for man-candy and cheats on her husband.

What are you doing?

He was trying to keep his word to Dr. Bailey.

The only reason we are talking like this right now

I'm trying to choose between two men.

The longer we wait, the higher the risk of infection.

And half a dozen car salesmen in the lobby waiting to visit you.

He is just like you. He is only looking out for himself.

If I haven't made a decision by the end of the day, I'm flipping a coin.

Is that really necessary, Dr. Shepherd?

Know that we're coworkers, and nothing more.

Addison... Can we talk? - I don't want you here, Mark.

Yeah. Uh, I'm your intern.

He needs to know that you can fix it.

I was the resident on Mr. Sullivan's bypass.

And the minute he died, you quit your job.

- With McBaby. - Oh!

You have an incredible wife, Mr. Sullivan,

rugged, ex-marine-looking dude?

not that you were moving in. It's just,

Well... he didn't tell you the truth.

No, he's out. Hit his head. Small hematoma in the occipital region.

Mm-hmm. You're ready.

Haven't you heard? Now I'm an adulterous whore.

But you're not pregnant.