Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

April, come on. We're taking derek wn to the o.R.

I am. I am. Okay.

Give me the sheet.

Tight, tight, tight. Tight, tight, tight. Come on. Good.

I wish I was that smart.

Um, do you want to work on the shoulder or do you - ow.

To take a peek, I want you to stop her, okay?

Oh, my god! Turn the elevators back on! Dr. B., please, please. Please.

I don't have enough bullets.

See, I was gonna kill you...

No one was down here. We dn't know what to do.

(exhales deeply)

Watch you suffer and die.

Have you gotten the shooter? I need to clear you two.

(defibrillator whines) clear.

We need help up here. He's got a g.S.W. To the chest.

I only have one bullet left.

(woman) pick up your feet and take...

We'll have all kinds of kids.

(lowered voice) no, he is not down here.

(continues crying)

But you were always my favorite doctor.

Hey, whoa. Hold on. Talk to me. Stop fixing him.

I'm dying, right?

We can-we can barely hold him up on his side.

Mary and I... (sniffles)

Okay? Don't move.

Come on. Are you gonna help me or not? Let's go.

We're gonna get him on the elevator,

Mer, you, um, you prep him,

(cristina) okay, you know what? I'm almost done.

I can't talk right now. I'm trying to save your guy.

I'm gonna go see

And now there's this guy with his people-shooting hat on

(indistinct conversations)

(teddy) oh, my god.

Is there a point to this or... I think you love me.