Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[sighs] I'm a farmer, OK? I've been drooling, puking, and crapping my pants.

[man] Male, 44. Had a gastric bypass.

It's our season. What is going on? Are you mad? Depressed? What?

Who are you, my dad?

[Burke] Look at that.

I didn't ask for any help.

We sat here and sat here and sat here...

If eating is what this man lives for, we should put him out of his misery.

I think you should decide to live.

- Well, I guess that depends... - Come on.

What do you think happens when people push babies out their vaginas?

He has to fight for it, decide he wants to live.

Nadia Shelton's ulcer perforated.

I didn't see a psych consult scheduled here.

This isn't my husband. This is not my husband.

I'm saying this because she is my patient,

- See how much damage we can do. - Yeah, well, you would know.

- You look... - Yeah, yeah.

- He cheated on me! God! - Told you she'd find out.

Or we could organize a Secret Santa thing.

Because it's what Jesus would freaking do!

but you should be prepared for the possibility that things could get worse.

I think it's sweet.

Could you be more patronizing?

[narrator] Previously on Grey's Anatomy:

Dr. Yang, go and schedule a psychiatric consult for our patient.

Well, right now, we're working.

- You've worn out your last one. - His last one?

Look at her belly. She's almost as wide as she is tall.

- Seriously? - I failed one part of one board.

He doesn't believe in Santa.

[Justin coughs]