Dr. George O'Malley: [to Izzy about being late for Thanksgiving dinner] Today I committed bird murder, and I was forced to touch *my* dad's ass. I get extra points for showing up at all.
Dr. Cristina Yang: Where does Meredith keep the booze?
Dr. George O'Malley: I don't think she has any.
Dr. Cristina Yang: How is that possible? She's a WASP. Liquor is like oxygen to a WASP.
Dr. Miranda Bailey: [Bailey and Meredith meet Dr. Kent, the sub attending from Mercy West, on Thanksgiving] Dr Kent?
Dr Kent: Yes?
Dr. Miranda Bailey: I'm the surgical resident assisting you today. I know you're subbing in from Mercy West, so if there's anything I can do to help you ...
Dr Kent: Look I'm only here for one day and I don't need my ass kissed. All I need is to tell you what to do and you do it. And I don't like mistakes.
Dr. Miranda Bailey: I don't make mistakes
Dr Kent: Whatever, there's only one resident I want in my OR; a guy they call The Nazi. Do you know him?
Dr. Miranda Bailey: The Nazi?
[Bailey herself is the Nazi]
Dr Kent: He gets a great word of mouth, stellar rep, balls the size of Texas?
Dr. Miranda Bailey: That big? Sounds like an impressively talented man, this 'Nazi.'
Dr Kent: Do you know him or not?
Dr. Miranda Bailey: Never heard of him but I'll be sure to keep an eye out.
Dr Kent: For now you can work on smaller cases. A guy just came in to curtain 3. Page me if you get confused.
Dr. Miranda Bailey: I'll be sure to do that.
[to Meredith, as Dr. Kent walks away]
Dr. Miranda Bailey: Like I said the stupidity of the human race.
Dr. George O'Malley: I'm in hell.
Dr. Cristina Yang: I'm the one in hell. Burke's going all Iron Chef in your kitchen. Get your ass back here and save me.
Dr. George O'Malley: I'm in the woods with shotguns and liquor. It's like Deliverance out here.
Dr. Cristina Yang: Well, at least you've got liquor.
Dr. Cristina Yang: Yea hi, did you bring liquor?
Joe: No, I brought pie. Pumpkin.
Dr. Cristina Yang: You're a bartender how did you not bring liquor?
Joe: Did you bring scalpels?
Dr. Meredith Grey: Gratitude. Appreciation Giving thanks. No matter what words you use, it all means the same thing: happy. We're supposed to be happy. Grateful; for friends, family, happy to just be alive. Weather we like it or not. Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.