Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ah, it'd be better if you hadn't run your face into it.
Um, guys.
- Another scotch? - Yeah.
Yeah.
One, two, three.
Medicine has a hierarchy for a reason.
Meredith, any ideas?
She's a bartender now.
He'll hate himself for it.
No.
Can I get some more light in here, please?
Who might or might not be called Ben.
- What? - Arizona's an idiot.
Thank you.
I'm gonna enjoy it.
Where are you gonna get a beer at 6:00 a.m.?
Every girl who climbs up on a table thinks she's the hottest girl in the room, but...
Dr. Bailey.
Come. Closer. Closer.
Okay, here you go, you guys.
There's an infrarenal hematoma.
His color looks bad.
Yang is bartending. Do you know how disturbing that is?
She called you? I did not give her your number.
And some of us can't.
We doctors take pride in the fact that we can basically sleep standing up...
Thank you.
Sexual sorbet?
Thank you.
Nobody can tear us apart, Mr. Nystrom.
That kid was practically dead when he got here,
I have a plan in place.
Oh, there's another one. Nope, two.
Don't tell us that you're tired after getting to sleep all day.
Now that's how you get things done at night.
Good night.
Oh, no. No, I was, um... Awake.