Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Meredith actually asked for me, or did she just want Neuro in general?
Okay, you're okay. Hang on, hang on. Deep breath. Deep breath.
Lou.
- We're being paged to... - Trauma 1.
I see evidence of barotrauma, possibly from the blows.
All right. I'm sorry.
- Let's page Neuro. - Mm-hmm.
I'm serious. I'm for real.
Raise your hands.
- He's lost his pulse! - (Groans)
that they should just say,
I just spent six weeks in a bed, unable to speak.
Come on, woman. Blow your damn nose.
- Get in here! - Dr. Grey. Okay, okay.
All right, let's get her inside.
It's gonna come back, Meredith, okay?
That's great. They, uh, took the wires off?
Forgot you can't talk.
like some pathetic little rat looking for scraps?
I... I don't remember.
- The chest tube has a small air leak. - No, she has mild sub-Q emphysema.
Major pileup, multiple wounds.
Starting to regret taking that tour of the city today.
Yeah, sure.
Two.
(Exhales slowly)
- (Grunts) - Mm!
(Sighs) (Bee buzzing)
Just get it out, get it all out.
It's gonna hurt like hell, though.
I need some help in here now!
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(Meredith groans)
Stay still. Please.
"great. I did it again.
♪ Left me half of who I am ♪
So, what? You just... you just... just serve me papers?
Meredith: I know you are.
Oh, come on. All we do is talk, April.
Follow the pen.
(Groaning)
How's the pain today?