Emperor: Have you thought about your future?
Maximo: I've been thinking about being a politician .Undoubtedly, It can be an enriching experience.
The way I see it, there is a wide variety of crimes to choose from. like money laundering, levying higher charges and taking bribes. Besides, I could lecture others and be admired at the same time.
Emperor: You are a clever boy
Maximo: I keep things straight. A job with a future...
Emperor: Those are the factors that will determine your success
Emperador : ¿Has pensado en tu futuro?
Máximo: He pensado en dedicarme a la politica. Sin duda puede ser una experiencia enriquecedora.
A mi parecer, Hay una gran variedad de delitos entre los que escoger como blanqueo de capitales,cobrar comisiones más elevadas y aceptar sobornos. Además, podría dar lecciones a los demás sobre y ser admirado al mismo tiempo.
Emperador : Eres un chico listo
Máximo: Tengo las cosas claras. Un trabajo con futuro...
Emperador: Esos son los factores que decidirán tu éxito
(Cut to Bailey standing on a street corner of Seattle City. Dr. Shepard walks up to her)
DR. SHEPARD: Morning Dr. Bailey.
DR. BAILEY (holds up a hand, preoccupied): Shut up.
DR. SHEPARD: You realize that I’m an attending and you’re only a resident? That you work for me, right?
DR. BAILEY (ignores the question, murmuring to herself): I know I’ve forgotten something. Something is happening today. I know I should know what it is, but I just can’t
(She shakes her head)
DR. SHEPARD: All right, nice talking with you Dr. Bailey.
DR. BAILEY: It’s right in front of my face
(DR. SHEPARD moves to walk across the street but Bailey gasps suddenly and pulls him back on the to curb)
DR. BAILEY: Ah doctor!
(Several bike riders race past. A few of them crash. Bailey and Shepard dart around trying to avoid them)
DR. BAILEY: Now I remember! Oh Dr Shepard come here. Watch out. Watch out.
(The bike riders continue to race past. Another one crashes)
[INT. SGH, HALLWAY]
(Bailey is walking down the hallway with George, Izzie, Alex, Meredith and Cristina following)
DR. BAILEY: Fools on bikes killing themselves. Natural selection is what it is.
ALEX (quietly to George): So what’s up with the Nazi? Is she off her meds?
GEORGE: You never heard of the race?
(Shot of the O.R board with a very organized schedule. Richard, Burke and Dr. Shepard are standing in front of it)
RICHARD: Excellent board. Well-timed, balanced, efficient. If all goes well, we’ll have an early night.
(Bailey passes them in the hallway with her interns following. She stops when she sees Richard)
DR. BAILEY: Chief! Dead baby bike race started twenty minutes ago.
(She continues on walking)
RICHARD (calls out): All right, people! Dead baby bike race day!
(Cut to Bailey and her group walking off an elevator and down another hallway to the pit. They stop and start getting themselves dressed in yellow gowns)
GEORGE: Every year this bar–
MEREDITH (interrupts): The Dead Baby Bar.
GEORGE: Every year, they hold this underground bike race.
IZZIE: Don’t you wonder why someone would name a bar something so disgusting?
CRISTINA: Keep your panties on, Nancy Drew.
GEORGE: The race is completely illegal, and–
MEREDITH (interrupts): Crazy, a bunch of bike messengers racing against traffic trying to beat each other for free shots of tequila.
ALEX: All-out, no holds barred competition. Sounds like fun.
IZZIE: Yeah, you would think that.
GEORGE: The race, the race doesn’t even have any rules. Except eye gouging. No eye gouging.
CRISTINA: Oh great, we’re going to be trapped in the Pit bandaging up idiots when we could be up in the O.R?
(George moves to help Izzie tie up the back of her gown)
GEORGE: What kind of people engage in a race that has, as its only rule, that you can’t rip out the eyeballs of another human being?
(George moves to help now Alex tie up his gown)
ALEX: Men, Georgie, men.
(George throws Alex gown so it practically goes off him)
DR. BAILEY: I need someone to get up to the OR floor, the Chief needs a right hand.
(Everyone’s hands shoot up including other interns that aren’t apart of Bailey’s group)
MVO: Oh and yeah number four.
DR. BAILEY (resigned): George.
MVO: Everything. Everything is a competition.
(George looks pleased while everyone brings their hands down annoyed)
DR. BAILEY: Okay people, the rules of trauma. Don’t mingle with the E.R interns, they don’t know their ass from their oesophagus. Sew fast, discharge fast, take bodies up to the O.R. yesterday. And don’t let me catch you fighting over patients. Got it? Come on, let’s go.
(George takes off his gown and heads back the way he came as the other interns all run and push to enter the Pit. There are injured bodies everywhere)
CRISTINA: Oh, it’s like candy, but with blood, which is so much better.
IZZIE: Oh my god
(A person is wheeled in by paramedics looking pretty shoddy)
(She dashes to the patient)
IZZIE: No I saw him first!
(Izzie runs after her)
MVO: Whoever said that winning wasn’t everything
(The camera moves to a guy sitting on a bed with nail spokes coming out of his abdomen. Meredith’s whole face lights up)
MEREDITH: Ooh. I’ll take that guy.
ALEX: No, you’ll have to beat me to him first.
(They both push their way against each other hurriedly)
MVO: …never held a scalpel.
(Opens with it raining outside. The camera pans across her room. It passes her alarm clock which is flashing with time of 4.37am. Meredith is lying in bed)
Meredith Voice Over: We live out our lives on the surgical unit. Seven days a week, fourteen hours a day. We’re together more than we’re apart.
(Meredith wakes up scared to find Izzie hovering over her bed with a cup of coffee)
IZZIE: George’s room is bigger than mine.
(Meredith sighs and gets up. She trips and falls flat on her face)
(Scene switches to Meredith moving hurriedly down the hall with Izzie following her)
MVO: After a while
IZZIE: I have more clothes. I should have the bigger room.
MVO: …the ways of residency
(They pass George who is guarding his room door)
GEORGE: I got here first.
IZZIE: It’s Meredith’s house, she should decide.
(George runs after them)
MVO: …become the ways of life.
(Cut to Meredith walking down the stairs with Izzie and George following her a few feet behind)
GEORGE: My room is like, two inches bigger than yours!
MVO: Number One
IZZIE: You have a bigger closet!
GEORGE: So? Why is everything always a competition? I –
MVO: …always keep score.
(Izzie and George argue in the background. Meredith enters her laundry room and rummages for some clean clothes)
MVO: Number two. Do whatever you can to outsmart the other guy.
GEORGE: …you could put your clothes somewhere else!
IZZIE: Everywhere else is filled with Meredith’s mom’s boxes.
GEORGE: Meredith? When is your mom coming back to town anyway? Because maybe we can put her boxes in storage.
IZZIE: Or unpack a few things, make this place a little more homey. Some throw pillows, some lamps, a few paintings.
GEORGE: Oh, paintings would be nice.
IZZIE: Yeah. You have all this amazing stuff just packed away. In the back hall, I found this box with like a hundred tapes of your mother performing these amazing medical procedures.
(Meredith walks down the hallway quickly and enters her bathroom)
GEORGE: Really? We should watch them. Meredith do you want to watch –
(Meredith slams the door in their faces. A moment later she opens it again and takes Izzie’s coffee from her and shuts the door again)
GEORGE: Meredith, do you want some privacy?
(Meredith slumps against the other side of the door, holding her coffee)
MVO: Number three. Don’t make friends with the enemy.
Monica: There's nothing totell! He's just some guyIwork with!
Joey: C'mon, you're goingout with a guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Chandler: So does he have a hump? A hump and a hairpiece?
Phoebe: Wait, does he eat chalk?
(They all stare, bemused.)
Phoebe: Just, 'cause, I don't want her to go through what I went through with Carl- oh!
Monica: Okay, everybody relax. This is not even a date. It's just two people going out to dinner and- not having sex.
Chandler: Sounds like a date to me.
Chandler: Alright, so I'm back in high school, I'm standing in the middle of the cafeteria, and I realize I am totally naked.
All: Oh, yeah. Had that dream.
Chandler: Then I look down, and I realize there's a phone... there.
Joey: Instead of...?
Chandler: That's right.
Joey: Never had that dream.
Chandler: All of a sudden, the phone starts to ring....and it turns out it's my mother, which is very-very weird, because- she never calls me!
Ross: (mortified) Hi.
Joey: This guy says hello, I wanna kill myself.
Monica: Are you okay, sweetie?
Ross: I just feel like someone reached down my throat, grabbed my small intestine, pulled it out of my mouth and tied it around my neck...
Monica: (explaining to the others) Carol moved her stuff out today.
Monica: (to Ross) Let me get you some coffee.
Phoebe: Ooh! Oh! (She starts to pluck at the air just in front of Ross.)
Ross: No, no don't! Stop cleansing my aura! No, just leave my aura alone, okay?
I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Monica: No you don't.
Ross: No I don't, to hell with her, she left me!
Joey: And you never knew she was a lesbian...
Ross: No!! Okay?! Why does everyone keep fixating on that? She didn't know, how should I know?
Chandler: Sometimes I wish I was a lesbian... (They all stare at him.) Did I say that out loud?
Sasha: I do a job-share with a friend in a boutique...I enjoy it...I like working with customers...unfortunately it's only temporary work but one of the perks of the job is I get a discount on the clothes....
Carly: Yes...I'd like to be my own boss one day...I'm interested in programming and I'd like to create apps for myself or for other companies...I know being self employed would be a challenge but the idea of doing a nine-to-five job doesn't appeal to me at all..