Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Time of death... 18:36.

- I have to go. - What?

She wanted Richard to come back to her.

Now you want to work here with my residents,

What's going on?

I've prescribed her alprazolam and clonazepam.

he's done it, and I've done it, yeah.

Where's our bedroom?

Andrew's asking for you.

Okay. Well, what do you want us to do first?

We are good at what we do.

I need it to get out from under Hahn.

Okay, I'm covered in blood. Talk fast.

being chief resident.

Yang, do not sew that in. Hold it. I will check your work when I'm done.

So let's just... leap.

Which means you have all the tools to figure this out for yourself.

She didn't really want to die.

- Do you want to drink tequila? - No.

So you're gonna stay here tonight, and tomorrow...

You have until midnight.

Do you want to call me names, mock me endlessly?

You have to tell Derek.

Do you understand?

A clot in the right pulmonary artery.

I mean, it would've been okay if it was 50 points or even ten points, but one?

There's no legend.

- No! - Sparkle pager.

I was watching her every minute until you called.

he is scared, and he needs someone he knows to hold his hand.

- Chief sign off on that? - Yeah.

And besides, the pager is sacred.

- has got me so messed up. - Erica.

- They know each other? - I thought you backed out.

The hard part's over.

All right, does he have a pulse with that?

I mean, you're not an intimidating person, but the legend of...

- It's great. - No, not at all. Cool.

I was afraid she was lying somewhere in pain.

I mean Rebecca. I mean Alex. Well, Alex and Rebecca...

Lola. Oh, Lola. Hold my hand. Please, Lola.

I always did enjoy a good game of twister.

You're still here. What, did you sleep in the waiting room?

and I was just gonna tell you that this over here

But you did save her life.

and Alex is pretending she's not. It's...

I'm just saying what I've been witnessing all day.

Oh, you gotta take this sparkle pager back.

There's a binder on occupational medicine articles in my office.

I really tried.

That word's not allowed anymore.

I already have too many bodies in the room.

I can put in a swan-ganz.

Andrew Langston.

Sitting by his bedside recording urine output

You know what he has in there? Files.

- Right? The hard part's over? - Yang, get a crash cart ready.

No, he's not okay. He's stuck in a block of cement...

that for a surgeon, a day without death is a rare gift.

Where are you going? Get a wheelchair.

it's the right thing to do to give you the sparkle pager?

You just got confused, okay?

I can't help him.

- I'm sorry. I didn't know. I... - She was a brilliant surgeon.

No, we have to get these back to the chief's office right now.

we're gonna have to do this the fast way, okay?

Because I've done everything I know to do, everything I'm supposed to do,

if... I just gave up.

Every day we face death.

Okay, I know I'm not

- What happened? - She cut herself.

And that's safe?

And exactly where are my guys?

This piece. This is your piece.

How could you do that to her?

Beth. This is our other clinical trial patient.

I wanted to be better for you.

Okay? Don't... say... anything.

- I have done this before. - Stop.

- I swear. - That's fine.

But she could not wake up? Could she die?