Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, the chief would know.

So now you owe me...

Her surgeries have been canceled.

Good enough to kick us both out of bed

But you can never tell anyone, ever.

It starts with a 9-day ritual.

I was talking about her sutures.

Well, the right femur's toast.

Izzie... Touch me.

You're not real.

The queasiness, the dizziness--

And excellent job of teaching, dr. Yang.

Go call the morgue. We've got it. Go.

It's not smart.

Ridiculous is a grown man telling another grown man

Yang, grey, new kid, hold his shoulders. Brace him hard.

I want blood and guts and mangled bones.

And I know you don't want my help,

I'm sorry. I don't understand.

The ones you won't let sadie tell me.

I told you I was real.

See, that--that's what I'm talking about.

It--it--i have a crazy scratchy hairbrush.

I'll just, uh...

I don't need you to be sorry.

That's too bad. She was really talented.

So you need to tell him to step away from

I know everything there is to know about it.

There's a 9-day ritual

I'm here to perform a heart transplant today.

We burn all of it.

Excellent job, dr. Grey.

Yeah, I'm asking you to declare a rule

Now I'm turning this corner, again, all alone.

You're not real. You are not real. I'm here for you.

No, I'm just, uh, you know, as, uh, I'm asking

So, what, dixon is a nut job? Excuse me?

I wanted that so much.

Will your surgery make me walk?

Totally worth it.

Rules are rules.

You don't understand.

You're not in jail, you're not dead.

Yeah, I'm in. I'll just be a minute.

And I'll help dr. Torres clean up?

Wh-whatever made hahn leave, it can be fixed.

You finished already? Let me see.

Can ghosts do things?

Walking straight ahead, all by myself.