Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, what's up with the Nazi? Is she off her meds?

He "likes me," likes me.

Sweetheart, I've been at the top of the list for...

We can't do anything. It's not our place to make that call.

[Meredith] We live out our lives on the surgical unit.

I know you probably can't hear me,

If he doesn't respond in six hours, declare him.

He's gotten 70 of mannitol, dexamethasone 10

Now, I need to ask you a few questions.

OK, I want a harvest surgery.

I wish he'd just go into the light already so I can get on another case.

Everywhere else is filled with Meredith's mom's boxes.

OK, doctors, let's get this over with.

So I think it'd be really great

Getting organs from a John Doe is a long shot.

He's been my doctor for 30 years.

Um, well, um, the chief wanted me to look in on you.

It's not about the race. At all.

- There's no smoking. - Why not?

I don't know. Maybe it's just testosterone, eh?

Alex is vermin. That surgery is ours.

Seriously, do you actually think you have a shot here?

Chief, Dead Baby Bike Race started 20 minutes ago.

It's not a game.

[Lisa Loeb: Fools Like Me]

Seven days a week, 14 hours a day.

It's the smell of open-heart surgery.

...become the ways of life.

and let her beat you to a pulp with her tiny, ineffectual fists.

Look at his sneakers. They're brand-new.

Like I said, I'm a surgeon. I save lives.

[Door slamming]

- Literally pulls this guy's face off. - Yeah.

[Lzzie] Unpack a few things, make this place more homey.

For your sake, I hope not.

Keep your panties on, Nancy Drew.

if you could do me a favor, and... get better.

It's your tiny, ineffectual fists.

No. And nice eyes.

- [Gasps] Doctor! - Whoo-hoo!