Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Code Black? What's a Code Black? - Wait, hold it! Whoa!

But these legs are closed to you now. The panties are staying on.

What's the one thing you've always dreamed of doing before you die?

Is it me or is Hannah shaking?

Women all over the world do this at home

[water splashing]

I need a reason to go on. I need some hope.

Hey! Slow down.

It's not like this can get any worse.

The wound. Was it through and through?

It has to come out!

- Hannah, look at me. - No, it's got to come out. No, no.

I'm just trying to find the source of the bleeding.

You wanna talk metaphors or do you wanna take off your pants?

You tell my husband when I get my hands on him, he's a dead man.

all trauma rerouted to Seattle Presbyterian.

which, if he does like I told him to and stays on schedule,

I go back in and wait for the bomb squad. You leave. You all leave.

- And once again... - What?

Being a doer. Getting while the getting's good. Take off your pants.

I'm not leaving Bailey's husband with his skull flap open

- We haven't had a decent resident. - The last two weren't that bad.

[Bailey] Tucker Jones...

I don't want to see any of you again until after the baby is born,

- What are you doing? - Chief. Bailey's in there.

- [murmuring] - OK.

What happened is my husband and his moron best friend...

- Yes. - OK. What kind of feeling?

Air bubbling at the wound. He's shocky and a little cyanotic.

Plus my conditioner stopped working and I think I have brittle bones.

One minute, you're a person...

[nurse] Sponge.

- That's all I'm saying, sir. - Hey, guys.

Whatever. Everybody has problems.

You should go. Suction.

- OK, keep me posted. - OK.

- Let's do this quickly. - [Cristina] What do you want me to do?

Yeah. It's something bad.

I haven't had sex in eight months and twelve days.