Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I lost dozens of friends in the field... Dozens.

son of a bitch. That's awesome! Whoa, whoa, whoa. What do you think you're doing?

Because they fail to become surgeons?

And I couldn't think of anything but you.

Congratulations. You won yourself a waffle iron. Oh!

I can't do that. She's right.

Only if what you have to talk about is more important

I can do it. I can still be a surgeon.

Okay, stop. That's it.

They tell me he's developed cor pulmonale

You cut into a fresh brain, it slides apart like jell-o.

I get to change lives.

I don't need lessons on how unfair trauma is.

The heart damage will reverse without the excess pressure.

This guy is all messed up.

No. Not really, no.

Avery. Avery, get back here.

Okay. not where I thought you were going.

good effort, Avery.

How to love Africa, too.

Any joke that starts with an animal walking into a bar

Than my being on time for an autopsy. Uh, that's arguable.

And now you're gonna talk to me. Please just go back downstairs.

She's here for a gluteoplasty.

He's stable. Critical, but stable. I--

Dr. Bailey, do you have a second?

Congratulations.

Well, I would if I had a waffle iron.

Who's getting double D's

But I do want to be with you.

Charter plane was forced into an emergency landing

Excuse me? Well, while you were standing around

Well... humor me, Dr. Yang.

I have been down in the morgue all morning

They want me to take pictures of their crafts in Africa.

And-- and I'm not the slightest bit worried about it,

Uh, he's fine. He's great. A couple of complications,

All she wants is to make sure that I know that she's afraid,

Yeah, well, he's a dummy, and I'm a person, so...

You put it in formalin and wait two weeks. I- I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job, but you--

Easy-to-grab-on-to ass,

I'll call her and apprise her of the situation.