Meredith: But it meant something, that you called. It meant something to me.
George: It didn't mean anything.
Meredith: Right, ok, sorry.
George: STOP SAYING THAT YOU'RE SORRY! You wanna know something? I knew. I knew you didn't feel that way about me, even during, when we were in bed I knew. I knew and I still let it happen, because, um, well, I figured that one night with you was better than never. So, will you just stop saying that you're sorry? 'Cause you didn't know any better, but I did. And . . . I'm sorry.