Meredith: Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm sure she is really great. But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.
Derek: This is a good day to save lives. Let's have some fun.
Cristina : This is me being supportive.
Meredith : Really?
Cristina : Yeah, I'm totally supportive. Go.
Meredith : OK. The man I love has a wife and then he chooses her over me. And that wife takes my dog—OK, she didn't actually take my dog I gave it to her, but I didn't mean to give it to her, I meant to give it to him—but that does not change the fact that she's got my McDreamy. And my McDog. She's got my McLife! And what have I got? -sits up- I can't even remember the last time we kissed. 'Cause you never think the last time is the last time, you think there'll be more. You think you have forever, but you don't. -flops onto pillow- Plus my conditioner decided to stop working and I think I have brittle bones. I just need something to happen. I need a sign that things are going to change. I need a reason to go on. I need some hope. And in the absence of hope, I need to stay in bed and feel like I might die today.
Cristina : [throws back blanket] Whatever - everybody has problems. Now get your ass out of bed and get to work. NOW! Move-move-move! [opens the door to find Izzie and George]
Cristina : We're good to go.
Yeah long one but that's one of my favorite scenes. Cristina rocks