Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I meant apocalypse metaphorically, not literally.

- I honestly don't know. - But you're gonna try to save him?

- We reenact. - Nobody reenacts World War ll!

- No! - Hannah.

OK, we'll answer your phone. Dr. Stevens, answer his phone.

OK. The man I love has a wife.

- You're not? - Get off me.

- There might be no tomorrow... - Alex!

We are starting right now! OK.

I want you to walk out of this room.

and it's just enough to never be allowed in an OR.

That device is homemade which means it's unstable and unreliable.

Just flecks of human flesh and blood.

Look, I appreciate the concern, but I'm fine. It's just childbirth.

The flow of oxygen posed a danger.

The bomb squad is coming.

But I'm good. Is this OK? Me being in here like this?

Yeah, an exact replica of the finest Allied antitank weapon of World War ll:

Just the east surgical wing.

What do you feel inside of Mr. Carlson? What is your hand touching?

A boy the size of a ten-pound bowling ball is working his way out of my body.

[man] We got people over here!

All right. Then go away. Give me some privacy.

I've got people phoning me, telling me my interns are Rosemary's Babies.

The fact that we're jealous that they might die

What did she stick her hand in there for anyway?

- Yeah. - Is it wrong that we're jealous?

The annoying twins are with a guy who might explode in their faces.

What? What do you mean Dr. Shepherd's team?

and a nervous paramedic's hand inside the body cavity.

Dr. Grey, can you...

I haven't been in the OR in two days. I'm getting some OR time.

What do you mean?

And then he chooses her over me.

decided to build some kind of big gun.

I'm the gunner. James is the loader. We followed the specifications exactly.

Bailey's husband is going into surgery?

All I need is Dr. Milton to keep him under. I can do the rest myself.

It's a morgue. People should get while the getting's good.