Pick me. Choose Me. Love Me.

Meredith: I lied. I'm not out of this relationship. I'm in. I'm so in, it's humiliating, because here I am, begging...

Derek: Meredith...

Meredith: Just... shut up. You say Meredith and I yell, remember?

Derek: Yeah...

Meredith: Okay... Here it is. Your choice, it's simple. Her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But, Derek...I love you. In a really, really big... pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that also makes me hate you...love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me. (...)

GREY'S ANATOMY, Season 2, 2005/2006.

A série, fazendo jus ao nome (trocadilho com o nome de um manual de anatomia escrito por Henry Gray), é cinzenta. A banda sonora é triste, o ambiente escuro e as personagens têm aquele ar pesado de quem carrega o mundo sobre os ombros. No entanto, esta cena é, para mim, irónica e pirosamente deliciosa!