Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- no, ma'am. - Good.
[Laughs]
Hey, I found Dr. Webber, and I go... Okay! Too... Too late.
Sir? Sir? Can you hear me?
Yes, you do. I know you do.
Amelia: Maxine, can you touch your nose for me?
Sorry, Blake. No special treatment.
Can you come here a minute, please?
Yes.
My life is over.
It makes a weird kind of sense.
Of course I would rather take you.
you don't want the audience to see you sweat.
Miranda: Hey, remember, we're guests here.
♪ Keep running away for good ♪
when she knows she has to... Ow.
[Drill whirring]
Yeah, still here.
It's not like Lisa isn't bitchy every single day of her life.
Yep. I will send someone right up. That was Psych.
She doesn't know him the way we do.
but at the end of the day, I'm also wiser, too.
Yeah, exactly, and look around.
- Understand? - Understood, sir.
This still with DeLuca? Yes,
so I'd like to run through it twice tomorrow,
She's stressing herself into a heart failure
- [Defibrillators charging] - Clear!
I flip it around backwards, and I make it into a sacrum.
You're... I mean, you're seeing Torres, right?
Okay.
I'm not an idiot.
and the hospital number's on there, as well,
There's got to be something better than that.
[Siren wails in distance]
Sir, I understand that you want what's best for your patient.
Okay. Margins are adequate, and the stasis is achieved.
Reach in, push your fingers through his muscles.
No, I think you can.
♪ 'Round, 'round, 'round ♪
I'll grab it if you let me watch.
[Cheerleaders chattering]
You've got cheerleading to do.
Well, I must say, your work is impeccable.
What? Lis... No, you can't do that.
They can't be up here. You want to wake up the whole floor?
You weren't ready to move, and you moved anyway.
Sounds tempting.
- I might've gotten a little carried away. - A little?
It's gonna be great.
I'll put you down for 9:30, yeah?
You see the way they all look at her.
would be approached with aggressive chemoradiation
It's a solid plan, Torres. You should be proud.
What do you mean, "look at me now"?
I just, I don't know how to make...
Okay, ladies! Okay, ladies!
A date.
Worried I'm gonna let the aorta go.
Hang a dopamine drip.
Our window's closing.
I think that's your pulse you're feeling.
- You pushed her like you push all of us. - Calm down.
I'm just glad I saw it.
- Oh, Pierce, there you are. - [Door slams]
We didn't stick the final pose, and it wasn't even that hard.
Okay. Okay, this'll work.
We play ball with him on Wednesday nights.
- Okay, when... when... when can he come? - He's not.
You can do that if you spend enough time in peds.
When people push you, they're trying to help you.
Ben: Dr. Siegel, right?