Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jo: How did Ned's family take it?

♪ Que explota ♪

are given the chance to grieve me.

[ Elevator bell dings, doors open ]

[ Gasps ] Yes. When's the date?

[ Singsong voice ] Ta-da!

Dr. Lincoln. Oh.

♪ Dentro de mi vida ♪

Kind of a, uh, relationship killer, you know?

Okay, uh, none of this comedy roast, "sing a funny song" crap.

[ Both chuckle ]

Are we having a party? [ Laughter ]

More like spirits.

[ Voice breaking ] You deserve...

Thank you. You're welcome.

I hope it's okay.

I'm sorry. We're almost done.

I can't say that it hasn't been.

Oh, hey, can you post a flier or something

say goodbye, as much time as you need.

Well, I wanted to bring you lunch, but I couldn't decide,

and everyone drew funny pictures on it.

No, but she knows that you're here. Okay, good, good. Yeah.

Um, unfortunately... we also found a mass.

I will handle it. You're not the only one

No "will my husband come home tonight?" stress,

and it needed a place to go.

Nurse Frankie: That is not a private space! We can all see you!

They're not celebrating death.

Well, they're not just flowers. They're marigolds.

I mean, it's sad when somebody dies, and I wish him peace,

Meredith? Huh? Yes?

I can't track her, I cannot see her texts.

[ Door opens ] Betty? Betty, are you here?!

never done ortho before.

Dr. Bailey, what are you doing? He's dead!

How would you feel if you found out he was dying?

Hey. You paged me? Yeah. I did.

so I got you enchiladas, no cilantro,

Flowers, too? This is getting a little silly.

Blood flow sounds good.

so I just wanted to let you know that I am here for you.

You don't -- You don't owe me any-- No, I -- Owen... Honestly -- Honestly, I was embarrassed.

Oh, my God. ...what you are is -- You're scared.

and if the police had not found me, I would be very dead right now!

Go ahead. Roberta Gibbs, 45 years old,

[ Nilu's "Hummingbird" plays ]

Another date for you? Cece is too good at her job.

Okay, look, you're cute and nerdy and weird,

Write that down.

Thatcher? Uh, when Lexie died, I guess.

just to make him feel better. Mm-hmm.

Owen: Okay, then let's call her. Hi. Teddy: Hi.

Laura: Who's this? I'm Dr. Grey.