Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I'm a baker. I bake. I've seen my grandmother cook a million times.

And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know.

Cristina. I have this. What is your reference text?

- He wasn't looking at you. - He was.

So, how are you?

Yes. Somebody's here.

He's minimally conscious and no one noticed?

- Cases like this are... - It's not cases like this.

Just be nice or something.

- I'm in hell. - [Cristina] I'm the one in hell.

... whether we like it or not.

You're not a brain surgeon or a doctor of any kind?

And you're very hard to get to know.

Took her a long time to move on.

Walk over here. Just keep walking. Talk.

Just stop by the hospital, I have patients I need to check on.

Alex, you should go to Thanksgiving.

I'm only an intern. I've never really done this before.

Grateful for friends, family,

You're a surgical junkie. Go home.

- I'm in. - Damn. She got it in.

Doctor-patient confidentiality?

Ronny works in a post office, I drive a truck.

- Which one do you think she is? - Holden's wife?

A guy swallowed a wishbone whole.

I didn't think you'd be here today.

[Meredith] Gratitude.

You're not one of us.

Admit it. You can't function ten feet away from the hospital.

Happy Thanksgiving!

- Anyway, we inflated... - Wait, I thought you were the surgeon.

OK. Last night, this was pretty cool.

Actually, she's on her way to CT with a VlP patient.

- Dr. Grey. - Yeah?

You hit the bone.

Look, I know we're both going to feel weird about it.

- Do you have any fennel? - Um... Yeah, right here.

Do you hand the surgeon stuff that he needs?

Grey, get a CT, have neuro consult.

You've never made a Thanksgiving dinner before.

You would have the surgery.

- What? - We might be able to wake him up.