Owen Hunt: That kid was rambling about, you know, things he hadn't said, and... I was thinking about you. And about how great you've been. About how easy you made... just... everything. And I'm grateful. I'm grateful for you.

Amelia Shepherd: Grateful enough to give me sex?

Owen Hunt: What?

Amelia Shepherd: I'm sorry. I just, um... I miss sex. I mean, not the complication or the absurdities of romance or our crazy tumor marriage. Just the act. And there are other options, but they are less appealing options. And maybe it's just that I know how good we are at it. Or maybe 'cause your whole military doctor thing was so damn hot today! But, uh... Sorry. God. Sorry. Uh, I-I don't want you to feel used. I-I...

Owen Hunt: Amelia. I want you to use me in every way you can think of.