Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And neither are you, and you're not gonna say anything.

-But I just can't leave here-- -look, seriously, I have to get to the hospital.

You drank today.

I'm sorry about the surgery.

I've removed the tumor

Look, I don't need your help, derek.

Have not, nor did I ever have them as a child.

I'm not surprised about richard, though.

Keep your hands clean,

Because I told my secret about my friend to my husband--

I won't have a lung.

The place really sucks these days.

-I would choose surgery.Okay? -Okay, well, thank you.

You didn't have to do that, but you did. You get it.

That I'm good enough not to deserve this...

Okay, shut up. I'm trying to concentrate

Just out! Out! Out! Out! Out! Out!

And I'm gonna be myself again. I can feel it.

Uh, you know, I-I- I'll go tell him--derek.

Just think about what I said.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. You're not going anywhere.

I can't take your cheerful little voi

Scars are badass. Scars are poetic.

Just made everything worse.

And sometimes that gets you a medal,

But she was willing to trade you... For me.

Yes! Just did a perfect dissection

And then you're gonna scar.

Oh. I'm so glad.

Doing the procedure is the only thing that matters,

We won't have to remove any lung tissue except for the tumor.

The hot chemo lavage was only indicated in abdominal surgery.

I had 'em when I was 6.

-Without lacerating the portal vein. -You gonna do that little fist pump in surgery, too?

Anyway, he wasn't there.

You know, I thought beth was an idiot.

Listening to mediocre music majors doing their scales.

Which has a few more weeks.

What's going on?

Fine. I won't tell.