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Did you always want to specialize in orthopedics?
I'm getting used to being poked and prodded.
Maybe I'm a pig. Maybe I'm an ass. Maybe I'm a vermin Iike everybody says.
But I could tell her you were here, if you want me to?
- Good morning. - You going into surgery or coming out?
- [slurs speech] - Give me the probe.
Don't worry.
Yeah.
- OK, try now. - OK.
Oh.
Oh, thanks. It was my grandma's and then my mom's.
- You're making a sweater. - I am making a sweater.
I have my knitting.
You want to play some Scrabble or you too tired?
And you're going to think... worry everything you do is wrong.
You're at risk of infection or hemorrhage.
I just spend so much time here in the hospital.
- And... - A couple of weeks ago?
You're going to die. And soon. You get that, right?
You think I'm too young to be married.
Muscle memory.
And you don't get to take that away from me and call it a Iesson, sir.
It worked, didn't it? She's Iying to her kid.
I expect you to give it your full and undivided attention.
now I don't know how to know her. Uh...
That's why I'm the Chief!
[Iaughs]
Woman, I'm beating the pants off you.
Andrew?
Oh, Andrew. Andrew. Uh, spell it again for me.
You're knitting. In a bar. You're scaring the customers.
Oh. Oh, well, I knew you would.
Done! I'm done!
Ms. Carver, unfortunately, we found that the cancer
Going in. I had to push back. Doc's sick.
I could cut it for you, if we still Iived together.
I saw a picture once from a Iong time ago.
OK, uh, disastrous FEMA director.
when it's time to get your eyebrows waxed or get your hair cut,
Transferred from Mercy West
- Fibromyalgia. - Suction.
because Molly's a grown woman and has her own Iife and everything, but...
Sean Penn! Sean Penn!
I won the greater regionals Iast month.
You're going to obsess about what to feed it
- Oh, we can't, Beatrice. - Tomorrow is my daughter's birthday.
Wait! Excuse me, sir.
Andrew?
[Meredith] Play.
Oh. Um... being comfortable in my apartment.
- Great. Now what grade are you in? - Um... seventh.
Can you hear me?
so I'm making a sweater.
but... it's... it's Iike you feel warm.
I know it might feel a Iittle bulky,
[Molly] Yeah. OK.
22. Eric's 23.
Would you just keep knitting? Kick him out so that he can come back home to us.
Look at this. The mets have adhered to her chest wall.