Arizona wakes up, bloodied and bruised, on her airbag. She sees Callie's
foot on the dash, and the rest of her is on the hood of the car. She
wasn't wearing her seat belt after she dove in the back seat to recover
her phone that Arizona tossed when she got sick of Mark texting her...Read the full recap
Callie (opening voiceover): The brain is the human body's most mysterious organ. It learns. It changes. It adapts. It tells us what we see, what we hear. It lets us feel love. I think it holds our soul. And no matter how much research we do, no one can really say how all that delicate grey matter inside our skull works. And, when it's hurt, when the human brain is traumatized, well, that's when it gets even more mysterious.
Mark: What the hell happened?
Arizona: I asked her to marry me a truck came out of nowhere.
Alex: She works here at Seattle Grace Mercy Death, so I’m sure she’s pretty much gonna go crazy or get cancer, shot by a gunman or hit by a truck. So, don’t get your hopes up for Karev’s big happily ever after.
Meredith: Yesterday at that baby shower, I was jealous of Callie because she got pregnant without trying. And we tried. I get shots, I take my temperature, I put my legs in the air, and nothing. The universe says screw you Meredith and gives Callie a kid. And then puts Callie through a windshield. I mean, what the hell is going on? What's the point? I mean, is there a reason for this? Because if you can think of a reason, any reason at all why the universe is so screwed up. And random. And mean. Now would be an amazingly good time to tell me because I really need some answers.
Richard: Dr. Fields, what is your plan here?
Lucy: My plan?
Richard: Yes, what is your plan if Torres starts contracting again? What if she has pre-term labor? What if god forbid, you have to deliever this baby?
Lucy: I may be a little out of my depth here, sir
Lucy: This is humilating. He's benching me. I've been benched.
Alex: She's the best there is. He wants the best for Torres.
Lucy: Yeah, well it makes me look like a complete moron in front of my colleagues.
Alex: They're not thinking about you. They're thinking about Torres. I'm sorry, but suck it up.
Lucy: Dr. Montgomery, there's a chance that the baby can still survive if we deliver by C-section while Callie is stable.
Addison: No, there is not. Because not only did you fail to stop her contractions, you didn't give steroids to the baby to help mature her lungs, so you can go, too. (Lucy is silent) Go!
Arizona: A baby born at 23 weeks risks ensepothopy, ROP, cerebral palsy, developmental and...
Mark: I know the risks!
Arizona: No, do you? Because you're acting like you don't care about the baby.
Mark: I'm thinking about Callie. You don't think I care?! This is my baby!
Arizona: You're not being rational.
Mark: Oh, you never wanted this. You never asked for it. Then why the hell are you giving us some opinion on what--
Arizona (cutting him off): No, no, no! You know what I didn't ask for? I didn't ask for you, Mark. Because you know what you are? You're basically a sperm donor. I mean, this is me and this is Callie, and we're together, so I say...
Mark: No! You don't get a say. This is my family. I'm the father. I'm the father! You're not anything. You're nothing.
Arizona: We should say a prayer. She'd want us to pray.
Mark: I haven't stopped praying since yesterday.