"Invasive non-small cell with a history of C.O.P.D.? Guy's pretty much a goner, huh?"
"Sensitivity...I like that in a stranger. Are you new here?"
"Visiting. Confounded by all the rain, and it's only my first day in town."
"You get used to it."
"Makes me want to stay in bed all day."
"We just met, and already you're talking about bed. Not very subtle."
"Subtle's never been my strong suit."
"So...do you ever go out with co-workers?"
"I..um, make it a rule not to."
"Then i am so glad that i don't work here."
"Are you hitting on me...in a hospital?"
"Would that be wrong?"
Reaching out her hand "Meredith."
A fist connects with Marks face "ow. ah."
"What the hell was that?" Asks Meredith
"That was mark." Said Derek
"Punching out people on my surgical floor? My head of neurosurgery punching out people on my surgical floor?" Yelled Richard
"Put the ice back on your hand, derek." Said Addison
"My hand is fine." Said Derek
"Put the damn ice on your 2-million-a-year hand." Said Richard "Now... would someone tell me what the hell happened?" Asked Richard
"That was mark." Said Addison
"Who's mark?" Asked Richard
"He and derek used to work together back in new york. and, uh...they were...we were all close friends until...Derek found us in bed together."
"You put your weight behind it?" Asked Richard
"Yes, sir." Replied Derek
"Well, all right, then." Said Richard before he walked out
"What the hell is he doing here?" Asked Derek
"I have no idea." Replied Addison
-In the exam room-
"Derek and i always did have the same taste in women."
"Excuse me?"
"You're Derek's lusty intern, right? I heard about you all the way back in new york. You're famous."
"Well... I heard about you all the way here in Seattle, so i guess we have a lot in common."
"We're the dirty mistresses."
"I suppose we are."
"My 400-an-hour shrink says that it's because behind this rugged and confident exterior I'm self-destructive and self-loathing to an almost pathological degree."
"Hey, we do have a lot in common."
"You know, it's funny. Der...Derek walks in on me naked with his wife actually in the throes and he just turns around and walks away. But he sees me so much as talking to you and i'm on the ground bleeding. Interesting, don't you think? What do you think you're doing?"
"You need stitches."
"I know. Hold the mirror."
"Why is he suturing his own face?"
"To turn me on."
"Because he's Mark Sloan."
"He's like the go-to plastic surgeon on the east coast."
"That's the guy Addison was sleeping with?"
"Well, you can't really blame her, can you?"
"No, not really."
"Yes, you can."
"Mcsexy wants an x-ray to check for fractures, and i think it's a bad idea if i take him."
"Why? Why?"
"I'm on it. Why is it a bad idea?"
"Mcsexy?"
"No?"
"Mm. Mcyummy."
"No"
"No"
"Mcsteamy"
"Ah, there it is."
"Oh, excuse me, I'm just chokin' back some mcvomit."
"What about that jaw reconstruction you did
using a microvascular free transfer from the foot?" Asked Alex
"You interested in plastics?" Asked Mark
"Absolutely." Replied Alex
"You might want to consider a transfer to New York or Los Angeles. You're not gonna see any heat up here." Said Mark
"Well, actually...you ever seen an advanced case
of craniodiaphyseal dysplasia?" Asked Alex
"Lionitis?" Asked Mark
-In the hallway-
"Meredith." Said Webber
"Chief. Chief, can I ask you something not work-related?"
"Okay."
"Do you remember my father?"
"Of course."
"Do you know why he left?"
"I believe your mother asked him to."
"Right, but do you know why?"
"No. No, I'm sorry. I don't."
"Well... have a good day."
"Thanks. You, too."
-In Jake's room-
"Dr. Yang, book an O.R. Please?"
"How--How is that possible?"
"It's precision work. It won't be easy, but--"
"Dr. Sloan, can I help you with something?"
"He says he can fix my face. He says he can make me look like normal."
-Inside Webber's office-
"That is not the point." Said Derek
"The point is the kid wants his face fixed and i want to do it." Said Mark
"The point is, you wanna get published!" Yelled Derek
"Well, yeah. And I'm guessing your chief of surgery does, too. You know how the press loves a good before and after shot, Richard." Said Mark
"Call me Dr. Webber. Derek, out of friendship to you, I would very much love to say no to this jackass. But as chief--"
"Please don't say it." Said Derek
"Dr. Sloan, if you can get the parents to sign a consent form..." said Webber
"Round two goes to the jackass." Said Mark
-In the hospital hallway-
"Oh, come on. you're not even a little bit happy to see me?" Said Mark
"Go home. Whatever it is you came here to do, just drop it and leave." Said Addison
"Hey, we all made mistakes, Addison, all three of us..." Said Mark
"Mark..." Said Addison
"But somehow...somehow, I lost my best friend and the woman I loved." Said Mark
"Please... don't say that." Pleaded Addison
"He doesn't know how we felt. He doesn't know you stayed with me after he left. How do you expect to work out a marriage if you can't even be honest with him?" Said Mark
"Why are you here?" Asked Addison
"For one reason... to bring you home. I miss you, Addison." Said Mark
"I'm in love with my husband, Mark." Said Addison
"But he's not in love with you. He's in love with that intern, and he's not even trying to hide it. Now why would you want to stick around for that?" Said Mark
-In Jake's room-
"You're drawing the medial to the tumor?" Asked Jake
"Yeah, it's a guideline for what the bone structure should be." Said Mark
"Hear that? I'm gonna have bone structure."
"Jake..."
"So what do you think,am i a dal? or more of a picasso?" Said Jake
"Could you stop doing that for a minute, please Jake...Jake... i'm sorry. this surgery,the brain surgery, is very dangerous."
"No, don't say that. Y-you don't get to change your mind."
"You know, I know Dr. Sloan has made you some big promises, but the bony tumors inside your skull are bad."
"I don't care."
"The bleeding will be hard to control. I'm not trying to frighten you, -I just want you to under--"
"I do understand. I understand that this has nothing to do with the plastic surgery. So if i'm gonna be under the knife anyway, then--"
"The plastic surgery could--"
"Sorry to interrupt--"
"What you need to understand--"
"Excuse me. Jake's actually right. No reason to put him through a second surgery and a second round of anesthesia. It's much safer just to do it all at once."
"Honey, we just want to focus on keeping you alive."
"Mom, I-I almost died when i was 10 years old. And then again when i was 12. And then again last year."
"But...But"
"But I'm still alive. I'm still alive, so I say we go for it."
-Nurses Station-
"You've given up surgery to go into clerical work?" Asked Derek
"I'm fulfilling a patient's dying wish by sending hate mail to everyone he's ever met." Said Meredith
"Yeah?"
"Right now i understand the impulse."
"Me too."
"Why do people cheat?" Asked Meredith
"That's a good question."
"Why do you think she cheated on you? Were you different then? Were you a bad husband?"
"I was, uh...oh, I was just a little...absent. Not that that's an excuse for her."
"Do you think things would've been different if you'd had kids?"
"Do I think she wouldn't have cheated? I don't know."
"All right, man, Jake's ready to roll. I'm sorry, did I interrupt something?" Said Mark
"No. it's fine."
-Inside Joe's Bar-
"This seat taken?" Asked Mark
"I guess not." Replied Meredith
"Double scotch, single malt. You look sad." Said Mark
"I just saw my father for the first time in 20 years."
"How'd that go?" Asked Mark
"It coulda gone better. What are you still doing here?"
"I'm hoping Addison shows up."
"You're still in love with her?"
"You're still in love with him."
"She won't show, you know?"
"No?"
"He's not the kind of guy you just leave if you can help it."
"What if, just this once, life comes down on the side of the dirty mistresses?" Asked Mark "Come on let's go back to my hotel room?"