Alex : "Why would you want to help me after what I did?"
Izzie : "Because, it's what JESUS WOULD FREAKING DO!"

Bailey : "Do not kick me."
George : "Excuse me?"
Bailey : "Are you kicking me under the table, O'Malley?"
George : "No!"
Bailey : "Then clearly, I wasn't talkin' to you."
Bailey (à son ventre) : "You cannot kick me while I'm doing my job. (pause) Thank you."

Meredith : "We know, he cheated on you! That's why we let you turn the living room into Santa's freaking Village."
Izzie : "What?"
Meredith : "We're not big on holidays. You know that. We're trying to be supportive because you're having a hard time. But right now, Alex, he's having a harder time."
Izzie : "Why does everyone care what kind of time Alex is having?"
Meredith : "Because he's dirty Uncle Sal."
Cristina : "Sorry?"
George : "You lost me."
Meredith : "Dirty Uncle Sal. Who embarrasses everyone at family reunions, and who can't be left alone with the teenage girls, but you invite him to the picnic anyway."
Cristina : "Sorry, what?"
George : "Still lost."
Meredith : "I have a mother who doesn't recognize me. As far as family goes, this hospital, you guys are it. So, I know you're pissed at Alex, but, maybe you could try to help him anyway. Sort of like the spirit of this holiday you keep shoving down everybody's throats."

Cristina (à Justin) : "You know, I don't believe in Santa either, Justin. Or God. I believe in medicine. And it's a medical miracle you're alive. With the heart you had, you should have died two weeks after you were born. Except some surgeon figured out a way to give you someone else's heart, which is so much cooler than Santa. So I'm just saying... I think you should decide to live. Live so you can become a doctor, and you can find a way to do heart transplants without someone having to die. Or, live so you can grow up and have kids and... Raise them not to believe in Santa. That would piss your mom off. Just decide to live. Because in your case? Dying really isn't the best revenge."

Justin : "I didn't want it. I already got one new heart, I didn't deserve another one."
Father Michael : "Justin, you don't have to feel guilty about having a new heart. God wants you to live. That's why he sent you the heart."
Justin : "I'm not stupid. God didn't send me the heart. There's no such thing as God."
Maria : "Justin!"
Father Michael : "Marion, Marion, it's all right!"
Justin : "The heart I have now, my mom told me the heart came from Santa. I thought elves made it in their factory or whatever. But that's not true, is it?"
Father Michael : "No, it isn't."
Justin : "Yeah. Because I heard the nurses talking. Where it really came from is some other kid. Some other kid had to die so I could live. And then I outgrew that kid's heart. So, for the last two years, my mom has been praying that another kid would die for me. That's what you pray for all the time. Isn't it, Mom? That's what she prayed for, Father. How does God feel about that?"