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Mark: At least one of my fathers-in-law doesn't hate me.
Mr. Torres: You're Sofia's father. I love Sofia so I'm gonna at least going to try to like you. But, if you call me your father-in-law again, I'll knock you out.

Callie: So, the table is the altar and the lamp is...
Arizona: Father Brooks.
Mrs. Torres: Your priest?
Callie: Minister. No, he's not Catholic, but he practices at a very big church. It's old and drafty, you'll like it. It's very churchy.

She could die, and I'll never—I could miss her whole life.

Callie: I need to see my baby.
Cristina: She's mostly tubes and wires. And she looks more like a chicken than a baby. Like a featherless, beakless chicken. You want to wait until she's cuter.
Callie: You're the worst godmother ever.
Cristina: You picked me.

The baby won't wait. You can pick her up. You can hold the baby. Mark can hold the baby. I can't hold my baby. Don't tell me it's ok.

It's not safe. The last time she was in a car she nearly died. We both nearly died.

Callie *singing*: Girl you got me trippin sunshine! God knows you just made my day. Since you came around no i just can't slow down. I wanna see you walking my way.
Arizona: Alright?!

I'll marry you. Yes. Yes.

The brain is the human body's most mysterious organ. It learns. It changes. It adapts. It tells us what we see, what we hear. It lets us feel love. I think it holds our soul. And no matter how much research we do, no one can really say how all that delicate grey matter inside our skull works. And, when it's hurt, when the human brain is traumatized, well, that's when it gets even more mysterious.

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