Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Izzie] What about the donor that's coming in?
Bob liked his beers. His liver started to fail a couple of years ago.
OK. What did I miss?
I can see their little faces. [high-pitched] "Help. Let me out."
[Cristina] He's an alcoholic wife beater. Shouldn't be a question.
- 300. - Clear.
Good. I mean, not good that we haven't reached them.
-...keep calling. - Yes, sir.
- [all] I do! - I do.
Dr. O'Malley, want to assist with this MRl?
I've had a thing for my roommate since day one. And I just can't tell her.
No. Bowel obstruction. He won't say what he ingested. Films suggest he's packing.
I guess the son of a bitch got what he deserved.
Was it an act of desperation?
Kid said the accident was road rage.
I think it's always better to hear bad news first hand.
Your surgery is rescheduled.
How would you know how to ruin it?
I know I'd like to talk to the doctor who called it.
She needs bed rest. And a shrink.
They say Scotty's a good match. He's 18...
My friend here has a viable brain.
sometimes it's hard to keep a level head and to consider all the facts.
- It is not the syph. - Then what is it?
You sure they're balloons?
He's not beating you, is he?
I did. What did you tell her?
- If my wife doesn't put you through... - I won't put you through.
- No. Just her. - [elevator bell]
Cut off their arms and shaved their heads.
Meredith is right. Tell her there's someone else. Tell her why.
My aunt would say, "Say when, " and of course we never did.
No need to talk about it.
- Started chasing the guy. - The crash just came out of nowhere.