Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I grew up down the street. I play in a band. I went to U-Dub.

I can feel his heart starting to fill more. It's beating a little stronger.

- Yeah. You never know. - He's definitely coming.

- I didn't know you were married. - You never asked.

Yeah. They can't find my soul if I'm medicated.

Seriously? That's your life?

Hey, life is short. Times are hard.

- Finding her soul won't be easy. - It never is.

He's put out more than 200 cc's over the past hour.

- We thought... - No time for excuses.

- And? - You didn't even kiss her good night.

Painted horses.

- Missing something? Missing what? - One of her souls.

- How we manage our pain is up to us. - What is that? Hey. Stop it.

- Dude, we're not moving. - Really! You think?

I suppose we can try droperidol and diphenhydramine.

[Meredith] Pain. You just have to ride it out.

not only will I kill you, I will sell your body parts for cash.

It was gonna always be our secret.

Hey, I got Verna Bradley's tests back.

You know how long the surgical scar takes to heal.

[# Psaap: Crazy in the Rocket]

Goodbye, Ellis.

In a really, really big, "pretend to like your taste in music,

You just have to be sure.

[monitor beeps]

- We need to get him to the OR. - OK. Don't whisper.

Until all we can think about is how much we hurt.

How long do you think it takes to retrieve a lost soul?

Lou, not in front of the doctor.

I called a social worker and she's willing to talk to you...

Hope it goes away on its own.

So, you know, it is my business.

But don't you find it misogynistic and degrading and kind of...

I feel one tube that's easily collapsible

[# Way Out West: Don't Forget Me]

A level of pain so great that it blocks out everything else.

- He should be here somewhere. - I'm good. Ready to scrub in.

Look at the changes in her EKG. She had something.