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Sara : So,
you're married.
Michael : Uh, well... not in the traditional sense of
the word.
Sara : Michael, we're both adults,
put your cards on the table.
Okay, I'll got first. Um... as one of the very few women
around here, I'm used to a certain amount of innuendo
and flirtation being thrown my way. I'm not used to
enjoying it.
Michael : Look, Sara...
Sara : It's "Dr. Tancredi," and please let me finish.
I'm not a jealous woman. But I am a careful one. And for
some reason, when I'm around you, I'm not... careful.
Michael : You don't have to be.
Sara : Yes, I do. There are so many questions
surrounding you, Michael. There are way too many. So
here's the deal. Um... From now on, your shots, any
medical concerns, they're all fine, as long as it's
doctor-patient. But personal questions and favors of any
kind, are no longer a part of our relationship.
Michael : The questions you have about me... there are
answers.
Hale : Quinn!
Quinn : I was getting worried. You guys get lost?
Hale : We tried to call you again to pinpoint your
signal, but you never picked up.
Quinn : Yeah, the
battery went dead on the damn cell
phone. What are you going to do, right?
Kellerman : So, uh, how'd it go?
Quinn : I have a broken leg down here. Yeah, listen,
you know, I think maybe we
got off on the wrong foot.
You have bosses, I have bosses. But at the end of the
day, we're all on the same team. Right? We're both just
trying to tie up some
loose ends.
Kellerman : I could not agree more.
Quinn : Yeah, so, can you guys get a rope or a ladder,
or something? What the hell is that? Hey... Hey!
Kellerman : Just tying up some loose ends.
Quinn : You stupid son of... Hey, guys! Hey! Hey,
don't do this! Don't do this!
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