Grey's Anatomy, Season 2

Denny:
What? You like your men sick and feeble? You don't dig healthy guys?

Izzie:
[laughs] I dig you.

Denny:
Then why are you all swirly and twitchy?

Izzie:
No I'm not.

Denny:
Yeah, you're swirly and twitchy. It's 'cause I asked you to marry me.

Izzie:
So you remember that?

Denny:
It's not the kind of thing I'd forget.

Izzie:
Yeah. Look, Denny, um, I'm giving you an out.

Denny:
Excuse me?

Izzie:
Well, I'm giving you an out. I mean, you thought you were dying and I was saving your life and, you know, everything was so... So, I won't hold it against you, or be hurt and offended if you want to take your proposal back, I mean giving you an out.

Denny:
I don't want an out.

Izzie:
You should take the out. We can't get married. I mean that would be crazy, insane. We should date, and have sex. Plenty of sex. You know when your heart gets better and you're out of the hospital, all the sex you can handle. But marriage is, um, marriage, I mean...

Denny:
Okay, it's my turn now.

Izzie:
But I need to...

Denny:
No, no. We're taking turns. I've decided. It's polite and it keeps me from yelling. When it's your turn again, you can talk. [pause] For five years, I've had to live by the choices of my doctors. The guys that cut me open decided my life, there wasn't one choice that was mine. And now, I have this heart that beats and works. I get to be like everybody else, I get to make my own decisions, have my own life, do whatever the damn hell I choose. Now here's the good part, so you listen close. What I choose is you. You're who I want to wake up with and go to bed with and do everything in between with. I get a choice now. I get to choose. I choose you, Izzie Stevens. OK, it's your turn again.