Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good God, O'Malley, what the hell did Grey do to you?

I didn't want to go inside and wake up my husband

- Shawn's brain is bleeding. - Rick...

- Rain check? - Sure.

You got here quick.

- He told you? - Uh... no.

- What do we got? - It's Denny.

You were yelling about it in the hallway.

[sighs] We treat... jerks all the time.

Where is your wife? You can't drive for another six weeks.

- Don't. - Don't?

- We need to relieve the pressure. - Cranial access kit's ready.

- And planning to stay? - Mm-hm.

40 of furosemide. Rhythm didn't change after six of adenosine.

So I just thought it might help if you knew that.

I did not make up a chart,

Dr. O'Malley. The heart-in-the-elevator guy.

We could meet, have coffee, watch Doc play and...

My mom said I shouldn't keep them. Said it was bad luck.

- Right. - We could. Might be fun.

- [George yells] - George!

No peeking, no pulling the curtain.

Can we please just go back to everything the way it was?

I did a terrible thing.

He's the weaker kid.

Bisoprolol can reduce mortality.

Um, l... I'm not strong enough for this.

These injuries often resolve themselves.

She tells you everything. It didn't matter enough to her to talk about it.

You're just gonna be OK until you die.

I'm coming, Doc. Just hang on. Just hold it until I get there, please.

- All right. I'm back. - Oh.

Whatever Meredith did, it wasn't on purpose, so get over it.

- Cool. - Cool.

- Bold choice. - No. Officially I'm on duty.

Doc, he wants to pee. Preferably not inside this trailer.

You could yell if you want to. I can take it. I'm ready.

- You just sleep. - OK.

something inside us decides to do a crazy thing,