Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dr. O'Malley, I don't think...

everything I can to help her?

Should we like... do something?

Are you Hannah?

- What are you doing? - Dr. Burke told you to leave.

- I'm not listening. - You can talk to me, Dr. Stevens.

- Look, I'm busy. - I know.

It'll be over in a second.

How could she be OK? You're insensitive.

- I can see the top of the head. - I got to stop.

You know in the movies how there's always the hero

- Well, are you going to say it back? - Of course not.

Burke loves you.

You went back to reading the newspaper and I went to work.

You were wearing that ratty little Dartmouth t-shirt you look so good in.

My husband has to go and stand in front of his big gun.

OK, out! Both of you!

- [Derek Get me a wet lap. - Here.

I'm not supposed to hide under the stairs

- [Cristina] What kind of feeling? - Like I might die.

There's nothing more you can do here. We got it covered.

even though that girl has her finger on the tear in his heart...

You can do this.

- What's going on? - Uh, something happened in OR Three.

- [Derek How's it going, Yang? - Everything's fine.

- I am not insensitive. - Would you shut up!

I don't want to be the guy that kills us all.

Dr. Bailey, I need you to turn on your back. I need you to push.

I cannot think.

No. You hear me...

- Oh, he's cute. - O'Malley.

My contractions are ten minutes apart and my water just broke on your shoes.

You know, I don't like you very much.

She's right here.

Burke, you're gonna go. You go.