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I need you on this.
- [Chuckles] - Excuse me?
You were the reason I hated high school.
You're All-State.
If she thinks I'm sick, she's gonna kick me off the team, too.
Congratulations... Chief.
Listen, here's the thing...
Can you please save the yelling for actual emergencies?
And I don't deserve to be spoken to as though I am.
How's that even gonna work?
Regionals, Nationals, Internationals...
- to correct it right now. - No, but my parents...
They are out.
- [Monitors beeping] - Ugh. She's in fib.
Shut up. It was nothing.
So...
Oh, dear God.
- Whoa. - Seconded.
You didn't have to say anything.
Miranda: I'm not feeling good about this, Torres.
I'm glad you think so.
Yeah, but what's the point?
I cut off the proximal end of the femur,
on an elective VATS in the morning.
but your symptoms are pretty severe,
and we were in the cadaver lab
I have another one on the way.
to let Maxine and Dani humiliate us like that.
He is a nice guy.
W... what in the hell...
What's going on?
and I don't need to figure it out in front of everyone else.
Uh, we're not here to step on toes, Doctor.
I know what high school crap looks like.
It was hard to do.
the "Dream Team"?
Oh, that's not going to happen.
- What?! - Blake should be in our surgery.
[Cranking]
So let me break this down for you.
but what's that life gonna look like?
you have no clue about our team, okay?
Can't you downplay it or something, keep it a secret?
Go ahead. I'm good.
[Gasps]
- comeback in the world. - Oh, no, it's not.
[Saw buzzing]
so please, don't make me put my hands on you.
Okay? That's what flirting looks like.
which is all any of us are here to do, yourself included.
Do you see everything you need?
Led my team to victory after victory...
Thank you.
That's misogynistic and wrong.
How about you take 10 steps back, through that door,