Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

Hey, life is short. Times are hard.

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

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

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

Lou, not in front of the doctor.

So, you know, it is my business.

[monitor beeps]

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

[# Psaap: Crazy in the Rocket]

You know how long the surgical scar takes to heal.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seriously? That's your life?

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

I feel one tube that's easily collapsible

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

Painted horses.

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

Hope it goes away on its own.

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

You just have to be sure.

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

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

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

Hey, I got Verna Bradley's tests back.

I suppose we can try droperidol and diphenhydramine.

Goodbye, Ellis.

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

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

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

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

It was gonna always be our secret.

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

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