Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, I'm sorry. That was the last one. How sad.
He says he clears his head by flying, but I went to his airport.
Time to go see my favourite patient: Mr Gregory Marks.
You can do this.
He actually sang at my senior prom. My date threw her panties on the stage.
OK, I tried to get some X-rays back from a lab tech
Like this.
Well, Dr Kels...
Oh, God, no.
No, I told him I lost my voice, and I had to whisper in his ear...
- Take it! Take it! - OK.
- You can take that. - No, no, no. Let's talk.
In a hospital it's easy to take things too far.
You're OK. The guy wanted an orange soda, right?
- Very classy. - Don't judge me, stick.
You do what you have to do to level the playing field.
No! No! You will not turn Elliot into some flirtatious manipulator.
- Then jump out and go, "That's me!" - But wouldn't it be funnier
Murray's got a good heart. He'll do the right thing.
He made me watch Everwood.
Here's the thing. I need you to take this can of soda, turn, smile,
was an air-traffic controller at a small private airport.
This is gonna cause problems.
Luckily, hospitals are full of supportive colleagues eager to help.
Oh, I'll just be a sec.
I was wondering if you could put a rush on Mr Lowenstein's urinalysis,
Elliot! What are you doing here?
you're gonna wanna share with your new pal.
even though he always shoots his foul shots granny-style.
he always knew he wasn't your father, but he stayed in the game anyway.