Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was named chief resident.

All right you stand against the wall and out of the way unless I call for you.

I'm in charge of interns who think I'm crazy.

We've only been working with one and two.

If he moves even a fraction of an inch, it could kill him.

Kind of had a lot going on.

Ten minutes ago,

What's the matter with you people? When I say move, you move. Move!

I love you, too.

Yeah, get outta here.

You know who's seriously hot? That Lexie girl.

- I don't want to be alone anymore. - I know.

I filled this entire bag with coins from my patient's stomach today.

Get it together, Torres.

What would I need to talk about?

Since when did you start calling me Bambi?

I'm the girl from the bar.

- Help! Please, doctors. Help! - Inside voice.

- but... - I'm Bambi.

Under the circumstances,

Get outta the way!

We have the arm, and...

She's always fine. That's her problem.

I want to talk about Chief Resident. We're gonna have this conversation.

You know, I'm responsible.

This is their first day on their own.

- What do you got for me? - Nancy Walters. Complete amputation.

Oh, okay, all right. All right.

Your intern is my half sister. How weird is that?

She doesn't even want to talk to me.

- Taste good. - Evil.

Okay, this is what's called a trauma situation.

I haven't moved back in yet.

George, go wait for the ambulance. The rest of you come with me.

I would've made an excellent chief resident.

- Dr Grey, press and hold right here. - She's having contractions.

Okay, somebody page Derek Shepherd right freakin' now.

We can't risk even the slightest movement.

Chief. I have the chief to talk to.

I don't drink. Dr. Bailey, we need to talk.

We all have problems.

I already hate you. It's not gonna change.

- Are you Meredith Grey? - Yeah.

Three blinks is I love you.

I was sick of waiting for the right guy, so...

Where the hell are you?

You're gonna be like the rock star intern.

I asked for too much.