Meredith (opening voiceover): In the eighth grade my English class had to read Romeo and Juliet. Then for extra credit, Mrs. Snyder made us act out all the parts. Sal Scafarillo was Romeo. As fate would have it, I was Juliet… all the other girls were jealous, but I had a slightly different take. I told Mrs. Snyder that Juliet was an idiot. For starters she falls for the one guy she knows she can't have, then she blames fate for her own bad decision. Mrs. Snyder explained to me that when fate comes into play choice sometimes goes out the window. At the ripe old age of 13 I was very clear that love like life is about making choices. And fate has nothing to do with it. . Everyone thinks it's so romantic, Romeo and Juliet, true love, how sad. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink the bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum, she deserved whatever she got.
Alex: (to Izzie) I kissed you - with tongue - and I plan to do it again and again.
Derek: (to Meredith) You could at least acknowledge my existence.
(Addison enters elevator)
Addison: Hello Dr. Grey.
Meredith: I think you can't wait for someone to fly underneath you and save your life... I think you have to save yourself.
Burke: I guess we never really got our date.
Cristina: Are you kidding? That was the best date I've ever been on.
Bailey: I'm pregnant, you blind moron.
George (excited): Shouldn't he be more excited? Maybe he's in shock, I dunno. But I mean he survived! It's huge! He's gotta realize things happen for a reason.
Meredith: Oh, yeah my ex-boyfriend moved his wife to Seattle. Reason: To torture me.
George: I'm serious.
Meredith: So am I.
Cristina: What's with the 'Hello Kitty' on your forehead?
Meredith: I don't wanna talk about it.
Cristina: George can I sign out to you early?
George: You don't want in on Stu's surgery?
Cristina: Can't. I have a test date. (she lowers her voice) Burke is testing me. (back to her normal voice) Plus I've already spent an hour picking bird parts out of the guy. I'm over it.
George: Carpe diem.
Meredith: Giant zit on my forehead and I'm beginning to look how I feel. Carpe that.
George: This is the luckiest day in the world!
Cristina: Tell that to the bird.
Burke: Let's have the Chardonnay, please.
Cristina: Oh, I want Bordeaux.
Burke: The Chardonnay would be better with the lobster.
Cristina: I'm having steak.
Burke: You eat red meat?
Cristina: You don't?
George: You fell 5 stories and lived to tell about it. I'd kinda wanna shout it from the roof tops. (Cristina gives him a look) So to speak. (speaks excitedly now) It's a miracle! You may not understand the medicine of it but a 5 story fall, your lungs should be collapsed, your back should be broken, your aorta should be totally severed...
Cristina: George, enough.
George (whispers quietly to Stu who groans): I'm just saying there's a reason for this. You lived! We both did. Carpe diem man! Seize the day.
Stu: Any chance you can make him leave?
Cristina: I really, really wish I could.
Savvy: I'm going out to dinner with my surgeon and our husbands. Sort of a last supper I guess. I know, I know. Nothing after midnight. (Izzie nods and moves to leave) Disappointed aren't you? (Izzie stops and turns back) How do I look?
Izzie: You're a beautiful woman.
Savvy: And so are you. (Izzie half shrugs it off looking down) Is that why this is so hard to understand? Uh menopause I know. Boobs. But they have hormone replacement, reconstructions. But the sexy Savvy. The Savvy that gets noticed when she walks into a room. Hmmm. The Savvy that likes to wake her husband up in the middle of the night to make love. Yeah I wonder if that Savvy is still gonna be there. Honestly I haven't a clue. (Izzie is silent) But then I think is, is that why Weiss married me? God I hope not.
Burke: Dr. Yang, you're handling the saw.
Cristina: Thank you, Dr. Burke. (whispers) You won't let me pick the wine, but this you'll let me do?
Meredith (closing voiceover): Maybe Romeo and Juliet were fated to be together, but just for a while, and then their time passed. If they could have known that beforehand, maybe it all would have been okay. I told Mrs. Snyder that when I was grown up, I'd take fate into my own hands. I wouldn't let some guy drag me down. Mrs. Snyder said that I'd be lucky if I ever had that kind of passion with someone, and that if I did, we'd be together forever. Even now, I believe that for the most part, love is about choices. It's about putting down the poison and the dagger and making your own happy ending...most of the time.