Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can anyone figure out the cause of death?

And that you're very sensitive about your... doughy physique.

Dr. Reid told me to get my sweet ass out of the shower and make an omelet.

Sir, Jim is demanding that he gets new equipment in his lab.

Whoo! That was close!

Good to see you, you old bird.

[J.D.] I guess in the back of my mind I was hoping for a pleasant surprise

and I've decided to give old Jim that new MRI machine.

- That was a surprise for your birthday. - A surprise for me.

I must have him now.

[J.D.] After six months,

No change. Her FIO2 is still 50 percent.

It's going to be a giant pain in the ass.

[J.D.] It's been a week,

Totally worth it. I need one of you two clowns to do a work up on this guy.

Where... Where's your wife going?

No. You should fight him.

Go easy on him. He's my fella.

- Say the word and I'll end it. - I'd appreciate it if you'd end it.

- There? - Ding.

The only thing I want to hear is my liver drunkenly singing rugby songs.

Do you know how petty it is to get that personal?

[Laughing] You're right. But, you know...

# I can't do this all on my own

For God's sake, you bought side-by-side toilets.