Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

His tumor's getting so big, it's starting to look like a "threemor"!
Hey, guys. What's going on?
Unfortunately, your door handle doesn't work from the inside,
Wait, don't leave me!
Cute.
Turk, I'm gonna go get some coffee. Want one?
Wake up and smell the urinal I haven't cleaned in years!
[Turk] Yes!
Talk about your Mission: Impossibles.
Mmm. That's headed right to our joint colon!
Ladies and gentlemen, that is quality Crack Addict Theater!
Earlier, I made a killer "one-pump mocha" joke. Everybody laughed.
and he's here to remove your goatee.
# I'm no Superman #
And for God sakes, will somebody wake up Gloria?
Be honest. I promise, absolutely no ramifications.
# I can't do this all on my own
I have had someone else's fingers in four, count 'em, four,
I have had someone else's fingers in four, count 'em, four,
OK, gang, I'll meet you up in Radiology to talk about Mr. Heath's CAT scan.
Daphne, ketchup!
Oh, my God! You actually did something nice for me!
Seriously, if you tell, I will never trust you again with anything.
- Nice to see you, sir. - You as well.
- What're you doing? - Nothing!
He leads off with the chin quiver.
I can feel your hatred like a cool spring breeze.
The thing is, it's Jenny's sixth birthday on Monday,
Anyway, we're discontinuing your fellowship.
...ahh, you know. [Chuckles]
So tell me something, Carla, has she invited you to her new hospital, hmm?
Yes. And you're a terrible teacher. I'm not prepared to operate on anyone.
That's all that you have to say?
Let us not forget the understated coffee mug we're carrying.