Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dr. Clatch, I know Dr. Shepherd very well,

and I can tell her that I had cancer

I'm sorry, kids. Lesson's over.

Okay, so you should ask me out to dinner.

but now G.C.S. is 15, vitals are stable.

I have breast cancer,

I was trying to take care of you!

Alert and oriented times three.

She said, "I could."

Oh, it's good to see you, Meredith.

Are you the Dr. Clatch?

Well, you know now. So I guess I can use you.

You can't hide in plain sight from me

when we don't want to give them nothing.

Okay, you know what? I need some time, okay?

I-I don't want to discuss this with you.

Stuff comes apart.

So, he says to me that when I figure it out,

Just... tell me where I can get one.

I have breast cancer.

Ooh, it was bad. Really bad?

You could've stopped me.

My mother wouldn't let me pierce my ears until I was 10.

No, it's... it's fine.

I want two-hour neuro checks

Surgery holds higher risk for you,

Or do we just play by your rules,

This it has nothing to do with him.

If the stories come with foot rubs.

Don't. Unh-unh. No.

after the surgery,

It's bad for you both. It's bad for everyone.

You get what you are given.

It doesn't stop.

and I practically assured Lewis that you wouldn't.

"Elsie, this surgeon business

I was halfway through my residency,

And Maggie has terrible taste in men.

Everything comes apart at some point.

and not that I have it.

- You can discharge him. - No, no, no.

and you can trust her.