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at full speed for no good reason.

I can be as bold as I want,

Meredith? When is your mom coming back to town, anyway?

Probably crashed his bike. Again.

He belongs to someone.

I don't want to smell you.

Do you...? Do you think...?

Ask me something easier.

One test. A CT. I'll have you out of here in an hour.

- No, seriously. Go out with me. - No.

All right, people! Dead Baby Bike Race day!

...eight months.

Well, whatever you need, I'm your man.

We can hold off till morning,

He's ready, if you'd like to see him.

We need to go higher than Bailey.

You're at the top of the donor list for a new liver.

[Cristina] Here. Put it on.

And somebody sewed this tear in his shirt.

Oh... Hemipelvectomy!

Every pack of interns, there's always one fool

say, in the past 20 years,

I don't get jealous.

Every year, they hold this underground bike race.

And for the record, you smell like crap!

"Why are you so hell-bent on getting me to go out with you?"

We want you to go over Burke's head, to the chief.

I suppose that's OK.

How would you feel if I died and you didn't get a chance to go out with me?

It's superficial. It's cool, but it's superficial.

No-holds-barred competition, sounds like fun.

You know those things didn't rupture his peritoneum?

This is the hard part.