(Cut to Izzie alone with Dorie in her hospital room. Izzie is looking at the heart readings for the quintuplets)
DORIE: How’s it look?
IZZIE: Not bad.
DORIE: Not bad?
IZZIE: Not bad is pretty good when you have 5 babies in your uterus.
(Dorie makes a slight sigh of pain. Izzie looks at her)
DORIE: Ah. It’s Kate. She kicks me so hard. It’s like a belly burn every time.
IZZIE (raises her eyebrows but looking at Dorie’s patient file): You’ve named them already?
DORIE: I know you think I’m crazy. Or maybe just a little bit stupid?
IZZIE: Mrs. Russell, I’m sorry if I’ve done something to offend you.
DORIE: The only thing that will offend me is if you pretend that you haven’t been judging me since the minute we met. (Izzie is silent) We’re gonna be spending a lot of time together so we may as well be honest, right?
IZZIE: If you had reduced the fetuses, even by two, the other three could’ve been carried longer, been more developed and born healthier.
DORIE: And you’re about the 16th doctor that’s told me that.
(Izzie is quite. Dorie reaches out and grabs Izzie’s arm. She places Izzie’s hand on her stomach)
DORIE: This one up here. This is Charlotte. She’s the stubborn one. Lodged into my rib cage. Won’t budge.
(She moves Izzie hand to another part of her stomach)
DORIE: Now over here, Lucy. She’s a bad ass. If she gets kicked, she kicks back.
(She moves Izzie’s hand again. Izzie is smiling)
DORIE: Emily. She has the hiccups almost everyday.
(Again moves Izzie’s hand)
DORIE: And over here is Julie. She’s pretty mellow. Every once in a while she just turns over. (Again moves Izzie’s hand) Which brings us back to Kate.
IZZIE: Who gives you belly burn.
DORIE (grinning): Every time she kicks.
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