Callie: (rants angrily in Spanish) Mark: (Mark grabs Callie) HEY! Stop speaking Spanish! 'Cause I have to go to surgery in a minute, and I don't speak Spanish. Callie: My Dad is taking me home. He's talking to the Chief, and he's making me quite my job, and quit my relationship which he has yet to acknowledge even exists. Mark: What are you 12? Tell him he's crazy. Callie: You don't understand. There isn't anything he hasn't done for me. Ok. Nothing. He's paid for my college, he's paid for MED school, I have a huge trust fund because he doesn't want me to worry about anything but being a great doctor. I mean the man has done nothing but support me his whole life. Mark: Supporting someone and respecting someone aren't the same thing. You need to tell him that.
Meredith: Does it bother you that I don't wanna wear it? Because I... I could. Derek: I don't want you to wear it. You're not a ring bride. (Mer looks at him) Derek: What? Meredith: I'm not really a church wedding bride, or a poofy white dress bride either. Derek: We'll get naked, and get married in a field with flowers. (MerDer giggle together) Meredith: I'm not a naked bride! Derek: What about scrubs? We could get married in scrubs. Meredith: Oooh, now there's a wedding I could get into. Derek: We gotta go. Meredith: Oh... So I told Izzie she could help out with the wedding. It helps keep her mind off of everything, and I'll tell her about the scrubs and the no church. I guess we have a theme. Simplicity.