You know you’re the chief, not the sheriff.

You’re not nothing. We have a kid together. You’re a mom. I’m a dad. I’m sorry.

It’s you and me, the plastics posse. Kicking ass and taking names.

Your ex-wife was brilliant and she slept with me.

We’re hot doctors with babies, they’re gonna stare.

I’ve always been in love with you. I’ll always be in love with you. Which is why you have to stay alive. We’re going to get married. You’ll be an amazing surgeon. We’ll have kids.

I saw the heart beat today. This is my kid, this is part of me.

We’re going to have the best life, you and me. You can’t die because we’re supposed to end up together. We’re meant to be.

If you love someone, tell ’em. Even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing, even if you are scared that it’ll cause problems, even if you are scared that it will burn your life to the ground, you say it, and say it out loud. And then you go from there.

We forget that all that matters is people.