Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

with not knowing all the answers.

My strat! Your strat?!

and you never learn better because I'm always there to bail you out!

I really do need my arm, sir.

[ Laughs ] What?

-Where do you want him? -Shrapnel wound. Pre-op.

♪ Da-da, da-da-da ♪

Don't you dare do the thing, unless you are doing the thing.

It was none of my business. I was out of line.

I hate to be naked in front of strangers, too,

Kisses, my sweet boy.

Did you hear anything, Farouk?

"GSW upper right chest. Diminished breathing sounds."

Cell regeneration.

I guess I'm gonna have to be okay

You're blowing this out of proportion.

Hang two grams of cefazolin and get him prepped for the O.R.

And we played in the water for hours until the sun went down.

Shh. No. No, he didn't -- He didn't hear anything, either.

How exactly would that dream work out?

[ Helicopter blades whirring ]

-Mwah! -[ Laughs ]

It was a drunken mistake.

Say he regrets it. Pardon?

Okay, this is not our place to judge, Dr. Altman, just repair.

It's okay. It's okay. But you got bare feet. Hang on.

I'm talking to you, Sergeant!

so you can go really fast in your dreams.

and you won't even notice the time.

Yeah. Mine too.

Wish my brother was the C.O.

you -- you lost your class ring in the surgical sink, so...

We have four KIA and 20 wounded headed your way.

Lieutenant Hunt, we're having a problem with your patient.

somewhere in California,

The tall, red-headed guy yelling at everybody?

He was scared, stupid, and wrong,

[ Breathing heavily, grunting, gasps ]

Shut up! Please. Sir.

Hey, open these for me, will ya?

And when Owen finds out, he is gonna snap your neck. Yeah.