2.24 Damage Case

Meredith: Hey.
Derek: How's my dog?
Meredith: Much better. Finn is running tests.
Derek: Good. Good.
Meredith: Our dog.
Derek: What?
Meredith: Our dog. You said my dog. He's our dog.
Derek: Yeah, whatever.
Meredith: Are you mad at me or something?
Derek: Now is not the time.

Derek: How the hell did you let a patient get that far from your watch?
Meredith: I turned my back for a second.
Derek: He was in the damn gallery!
Meredith: He's a surgical intern at Mercy West.
Derek: I don't care if he's the Surgeon General. In this hospital, he's patient with a head injury who needs a CT. In this hospital he's a scared guy who doesn't need to see the massive internal injuries of the woman he ran into with his car! This is your fault! You had him and you lost him! [Walks away and comes back and yells] You've gotta take responsibility for your actions for once in your life! [Walks away]
Meredith: Derek!

Meredith: I never should have told you about George.
Derek: No, its fine, I'm glad I know about him, and the vet. You really get around.
Meredith: What did you just say to me?
Derek: It's unforgivable.
Meredith: I don't remember ever asking you to forgive me.
Derek: So was the knitting a phase? Who's next? Alex? 'Cause I hear he likes to sleep around. You two have that in common.
Meredith: [she grabs him as he turns to walk off] You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared, because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore.
Derek: This thing with us is finished. It's over.
Meredith: Finally.
Derek: Yeah, it's done.
Meredith: It is done.