Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's nothing in the results that explain her seizures.
which pumps blood for your heart.
Oh, yes, right. Um...
Took you long enough.
No one minds when you kill an old person.
007.
If you tell anyone, ever...
[Woman] The game:
Charge again.
Uh, I heard every year, the attending on-call picks the best intern
- Give him a clamp. - BP's dropping.
- What's "007" mean? - License to kill.
But I can't sleep. My head's all full.
- Scalpel. - Scalpel.
Lorazepam's not working.
I'm not gonna scrub in for surgery.
I'm gonna ask interns for help.
[Flatline tone]
- Get the crash cart. - I'll get it, right away.
will be almost winning Miss Teen whatever.
...there wasn't anything we could have done.
and they call her a Nazi because they're jealous.
Dr. Grey, you need to tell us what you want to do.
- I appreciate you trying to help... - When she twisted her ankle, she fell.
and your guy suffers more than any other intern.
If you don't count the fact that my bacon days are over, sure.
I had to go all Exorcist to get her to even pick up the phone.
Your first shift starts now and lasts 48 hours.
He's about the flop sweat. He's gonna sweat himself unsterile.
- Charging. - Nineteen seconds.
Seriously, that's gonna help with the respect thing?
- When will you? - I don't have an answer.
Actually, I was...
I comforted a family, and I got to hang out in the OR today.
As you know, the honor of performing the first surgery
The only thing that she would possibly need is an angiogram.
- Come on, Katie. - [Woman] 49 seconds.
I see sinus rhythm.
- They should have worked by now. - She's old. She's freaking ancient.
Go away... now.
OK, Martin, Robinson, Bond, Hawkins.
Last night, I was good-looking. Had my red shirt on.
I just gave the second dose.