Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Juju, juju, juju.
Thank you.
- Thought you were being friends. - I am. With him.
He's Iosing pressure, Dr. Burke.
- I can't hold a job... - OK, Mr. Fannon, do you...
I got hot chocolated. The She-Shepherd hot chocolated me.
I'm working as fast as I can.
You have the back row of sutures in place.
And, if no one's listening,
Did you call my boyfriend?
No! No.
Yeah.
Denny, you're congestive heart failure is getting worse despite the meds.
Aries couldn't have been any clearer.
Don't question the cocoa.
we don't have all the answers.
And if you can't, well, I can.
OK. Page Shepherd when you get there.
Both of you.
[approaching sirens]
Oh! No. No, you're not going to... No.
Juju, juju, juju.
- Here you go. - What's this?
- Did you really say that? - Cristina...
- Can I have a bite of that? - No.
Huh, well... I prefer having George out of our apartment.
Yep.
Iove to watch you set bones.
- You won't find the cap. - I'II do your dishes for a month.
- Then why are you crying? - I'm not crying.
[gurgling]
Here you go, babe. [clears throat]
- Did you sneak out Iast night? - Yeah. I, um... I couldn't sleep.