Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A guy on the bus fell asleep on me and drooled on my shoulder.

Turk is so lucky I met him first.

So you see, sir, the poor attendance is my fault. And my fault only.

Good bedside manner, good rapport with the nurses,

of writing my next ten lectures by this afternoon.

and although my wife was asleep, I'd wake her, look her in the eyes,

She's been drinking.

Excuse me, Dr Cox? I know that you need to pick an intern

Make sure you're good on potassium.

That was more subtle in my head.

That was the old Elliot.

I've never missed one. Batting 1,000 over here.

It's a lot to have on your shoulders, you know?

His blood cultures don't look good at all.

Baby, most guys are here.

- We were looking for you. - Nick, touch my butt, please.