Meredith (opening voiceover): Surgeons are detail-oriented. We like statistics and checklists and operating procedures. Our patients live because we enjoy following the steps but as much as we love to always rely on the numbers, the plan we also know that some of the greatest medical discoveries have happened by accident. Mold: Penicilin. Poisonous tree bark: a cure for Malaria, a little blue pill for high blood pressure, impotence be damned. It's hard for us to accept that it's not always the hard work or attention to detail that will get us the answers we are looking for. Sometimes we just have to sit back, relax and wait for happy accident.
Cristina: You know, I'm in love with Teddy. I love her.
Meredith: You're like Lexie with the inappropriate feelings for inappropriate people.
Cristina: What can I say? My heart lives in my scalpel.
Meredith (to Jackson): I get it. The famous grandfather. The legacy he's trying to force on you. You didn't ask for any of it. Trust me, I get it. You're putting up walls and avoiding him and you don't want to introduce him to your friends. It was the same with my mother. But if she were here right now, in a room upstairs, I would wanna go see her and make things right with her. And I definitely would want to go learn from her. And you still can.
Lexie: You paged? Oh, my God, are you doing an ex vivo lung repair?
Cristina: My daredevil turned out to be a match.
Lexie: You stole his lungs?
Cristina: No, I did not steal them. The transplant team rejected them and they were gonna send them to medical waste so I just redirected them to medical research. Now, does Lexipedia wanna be bad-ass and help on this thing or not?
Lexie: Oh, God. Yeah!
Cristina: You're a doctor?
Harper Avery: Apparently a much better one than you. Dr. Harper Avery. And your name, doctor?
Cristina: Harper Avery?
Harper Avery: Uh, no, that's my name.
Cristina: As in the Harper Avery award?
Harper Avery: Bingo.
Meredith (closing voiceover): No matter how many plans we make or steps we follow, we never know how our day is going to end up. We'd prefer to know, of course, what curveballs will be thrown our way. It's the accidents that always turn out to be the most interesting parts of our day, the people we never expected to show up, a turn of events we never would have chose for ourselves. All of a sudden you find yourself somewhere you never expected to be and its nice, or it takes some getting used to. Still, maybe you'll find yourself appreciating it somewhere down the line. So you go to sleep each night thinking about tomorrow, going over your plans, preparing for them, and hoping that whatever accidents come your way will be happy ones.