Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Isn't there enough atrocity in the world without your own horror?

I need you to show me that you love me.

I'm going to take your baby...

Brilliant, Dr.Steckle.

I'm going to go! 나는 갈 거야!

- Just let him talk. - Define great.

You'll cry, faint, puke at best. But then what?

I'll see you soon.

Some very big guys. It doesn't matter.

How you doing, Nelson? You okay?

I not only hear it, I can feel it.

- What about it? - You're an atheist.

I would be if everyone would stop asking me if I'm all right.

Come on, come on, Nelson.

They say, Have you done enough?

Getting us kicked out of med school won't get Anne back. Get to work.

Did you hear about Labraccio?

This letter does not mean shit. Please, let him sleep it off.

It's his way of trying to stop me. It won't work. I'm ready.

Waiting for body temp to rise. Aborting fourth experiment. Why, Dave?

You could not have been the blame.

2-1,000. 3-1,000. 4-1,000.

Where the hell have you guys been?

- Someone's coming. - Oh, shit!

Go climb a mountain.

I'm sorry, God. I'm sorry we stepped on your fucking territory!

But Dave does, doesn't he?

You're the best student this school's ever had.

- You could be. - I've got to go.

1-1,000. 2-1,000.

- Breathe! - We're running out of time.

Come on. Give me your best shot.

Rachel Manus may have the answers to life and death.

Are you all right, wise one?

Billy Mahoney died 17 years ago. Nelson feels responsible.

Where are you? David's trying to find you.

I want to make sure they've gone to a good place. It does seem trivial.

1-1,000. 2-1,000. 3-1,000. 4-1,000.

What if it works?

It was a mistake. He was just a little kid!

Your blood pressure will rise in the next 14 hours.

Of course they'll make you an example. They have to protect their insurance.

So was it, Dave? Was today a good day to die?

Good morning, class.

Are you crazy? Is she getting the heebie-jeebies?

You've put up a great fight.

Wait a minute. I had a near-death experience also.

Chill out. $10 says he doesn't do it. Shits his drawers and we're out of here.

Or are you so tragically competitive that you'd bid with your lives?