Meredith (opening voiceover): We've all heard the saying. It's one of those things you learn in seventh grade science class. Adapt or die. Adapting isn't easy though. You have to fight your competition and off their attacks. And sometimes, you have to kill. You do what you need to do to survive.
Owen: I don't understand.
Cristina: It's two words. No... sex.
Owen: I'm sure there should be more words.
Cristina: Look if you're going to choose chief resident, you have to be impartial.
Owen: Come on this? Now?
Cristina: Sex with me, however hot and excellent, could cloud your judgment.
Owen: It's blackmail is what it is.
Cristina: No it is not. Final interviews are today. And coincidentally I'm on your service.
Cristina: Well, since Teddy is shutting me out of cardio where I can show my stuff. I'm gonna show it to you. So, today you're not gonna see me as your naked and desirable wife but as a focused, organized, efficient, and deserving canidate. Who's getting in the shower.
Owen: I'll come with you.
Cristina: No. No. No clouding. Owen this hurts me more than it hurts you.
Owen: No it doesn't.
Cristina: I know.
Meredith: Sorry I'm late. I was cramming.
Derek: What, for Hunt? You got that in the bag.
Meredith: No. No, I'm more worried about the interview with the social worker. (Derek laughs) Don't laugh at me, Derek. Nothing in my life has prepared me for this. My mother was about as nurturing as a steak knife. I don't know anything about making lunches or Halloween costumes.
Derek: Good moms make Halloween costumes. Well, you can sew.
Meredith: I sew skin.
Callie (hearing a baby crying): Oh, God. Every time I hear a baby cry it makes me think of Sofia. They all sound like her. (baby cries again) Wait. That really sounds like her. (turns to see Mark holding Sofia) What? What are you doing here?
Mark: It's bring your daughter to work day.
Callie: No, it's not.
Mark: Well, I bathed her, changed her, I fed her, I napped her. (Callie takes Sofia from him) We read a book, played with that little hanging, jingling thing... and it was still only 11:30. I needed some adult contact.
Callie (smiling at Sofia): Please take this baby away from me. I'm serious. Take her, Mark. Oh my, God. (in baby voice) This baby's crack. Crack baby.
Mark: You shouldn't call her that.
Owen: Torres, you're in luck. Motorcycle crash. Twenty minutes out.
Callie: Yes! Okay. (to Sofia) Oh, I love you. But mommy's gotta go to work. Take her, Mark.
Mark: Give me the baby.
Callie: Physically lift her from my arms.
Lexie: Can I ask you a question?
Cristina: Bring it.
Lexie: What is it about guy's with babies that makes women go crazy? I mean, it's like when you're at the park and you see a guy with a puppy. Now, normally, you wouldn't even notice the guy, but then he's laughing, and the puppy's crawling all over him, and he's tickling the puppy's little puppy belly, and you're thinking, I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with that guy. What is that?
Cristina: Oh, everybody's looking at the baby, no one's looking at Mark. Except you.
Arizona: So, you gonna do it? Africa?
Alex: Honestly, I'm not sure. It's a big decision to make in a day.
Arizona: Are you in love with Lucy Fields?
Alex: Lucy and I, it's... new. Why?
Arizona: Because I don't want the person I recommend to pull a me and go running back to the girl they left behind. So, just... make sure you know what you're doing. Or else you'll have me to answer to.
Owen: Dropping out of the Chief's trial is a bonehead move, Avery.
Owen: Such a bonehead move, that I started thinking, maybe the Chief's trial is flawed, so I looked into it myself. The methodology is flawless. In fact, it's the kind of stuff that wins awards, big awards, like the Harper Avery. You dropped out of the Chief's trial because you knew that if your name was on it, it would ruin the Chief's chances. I respect that you don't want to succeed on your name. But don't you ever let it hold you back.
Meredith (closing voiceover): Adapt or die. As many times as we've heard it, the lesson doesn't get easier. The problem is we're human. We want more than just to survive. We want love. We want success. We want to be the best that we can be. So, we fight like hell to get those things. Anything else feels like death.