Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Clear.
Thank you, everyone.
We'll get you started on some antibiotics.
[Derek] Just breathe in. Oh, that's it.
Your mother is Ellis Grey.
And because of the short gut syndrome,
How's she presenting?
Glad to see he's still stupid.
[Panting]
- You paged? - Where are we?
Very impressive, JP.
[Bangs]
[Meredith] I need a shower.
Oh, was that you?
[Derek] See, eventually,
A little hot sex?
- She's a minor. - Seventeen. Freshman in college.
[Scoffing]
Uh, in.
- Hey, you like spaceships? - Yeah.
Grey?
what kind of kid they're getting back.
Why?
I'm not jealous.
- Doctor. - [Burke sighs]
Big day for you, kid. Congrats.
Well, getting proper nutrition will be a lifelong problem for Claire.
That would be Meredith.
Oh, man, no time.
No, caffeine just hasn't kicked in yet.
and hear about my secret pain?
When I was wrestling, if you wanted to pin me,
with the left temporal lobectomy.
Very safe, compared to your hobby.
Now he's all...
[Derek] Too soon.
Half this hospital knows.
And if I could just get you to admit that,
barring any complications.
Don't go acting all indefatigable.
From the frontal lobectomy, I'm going to encounter a, uh...
She didn't do this for herself.
And how much have you been working out?
What is it?
She knows.
It didn't sound like anything was happening against her will last night.
I don't want you to worry about that.
He's running a fever.
And now you smell like putrid goo.
[Burke] He's looking bad.
It's his ethos.
Others like a screaming orgasm.
Forget I said that. Pretend like I'm not here.
I was tired.
[Jamie] And nose?
which means you'll be awake, but groggy.
R-Remove? But, I mean, that's...
I can't believe you're not more pissed off.
[Flatlining]