Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Excuse me. What's going on?

Ha-ha! I know all the tricks, doctor.

You do that. In the meantime,

Dr. Bethany Whisper.

Sona, that's my wife.

[Woman 1] I'll catch up with you guys later.

Easy is not in your job description. You are a doctor. He is a patient.

I always divided surgeons into two categories:

It's a waste of a bed, and it's a waste of my time.

and he can't remember seeing you in that red dress?

Gather around and check out the booty

We call him "Limp Harry." He never spares the nerves.

It's makeup. It's retouching.

If I were you, I would walk around naked all the time.

Let's look at that tattoo up close and personal, shall we?!

I am not your sister!

You call me Nurse Fallon.

- Do you have a crush on lzzie? - Izzie? No. I don't like lzzie.

But the good ones remember the names, right?

[Monitor beeping]

Think of it as a hazing ritual.

Huh? Is this you?

You don't understand. Me gonads, you ovaries.

So, you're just gonna have

Radiation and chemo,

Hmm. Take her to Radiology for the MRI.

Liz, don't talk. Don't talk.

Where is she now?

afebrile with T-max 37-2 and stable vital signs.

- Dr. Yang... - Enough.

Shepherd needs you.

- Bleeding? - It's clean.

holding a nail gun.

Why is that important?

- Good prognosis. - Spare some nerves?

No, they suck. She's choking on bile.

[Meredith] It would be nice if you could see it coming.

Please grind them into hamburger and enjoy."

You have to do something. It's your house.

You were her scrub nurse.

Personally, I hated the color. Too obvious, you know?

Impress Dr. Burke with your pre-round exam

You know how these young puppies are.

Look, I'm not being seen with you in this hospital.

let's pretend it's you on this table and give this a try.

Yes, she's an intern this year.

Dr. Victor, I'm sorry. But these are viable nerves.

- [Sighing] - Damn.

- OK. - Thank you.