Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm... I'm... I'm thinking. Okay, I just need to think.
Right there.
Okay.
Meredith, let's go. What, did you forget something?
He wants to take me on a date. Like, a "date" date.
God, I hated high school.
You people don't know what you're doing.
- All right. - Charge to 200.
What's the difference?
No. No, no, no.
Karev wants me in the E.R.
[CeeLo Green's "Workin' Class Heroes (Work)" plays]
Well, I'm sorry I had to add to your workload, Miranda,
- How's our cheerleader? - Well, there's no sign of a bleed.
about how much older than them I am,
[Laughs]
She calls all the shots, decides who's in, who's out.
I've got no way to dock the leg.
[Chuckles]
just to make the team a team, you know?
Harder! Come on! Do it!
- You don't think the two are related? - I know they are.
My parents say I'm high-strung.
but I was trying to save a life.
- where would you start? - We don't have time!
We see you every day. We're used to all of that.
- Callie, stop. - No, I am sorry, but
Meredith married an attending. Nobody cares except you.
to see someone with your level of expertise.
Thorpe: Damn.
- That's the problem. - Okay. So what's the first thing you would do?
She's coming back, right?
We have a plan.
I want to hear every detail.
Just your technique,
Grab me some Kerlix.
What you call a calculated risk is what I call foolish.
♪ Oh, hey ♪
You're gonna hold out on me?
- [Siren wails in distance] - Coming through.
- Agreed? - Okay.
Are... Are you insane?
- Nothing. - That wasn't flirting. I mean,
We've practiced once, Torres... once.
Your head C.T. is fine.
This would provide axial stability and, potentially...
He figured it out. It's like he could
Not to mention how you're compromising
Could she flirt any harder?
but I have been a doctor a lot longer.
- It looks like a mild concussion. - What if it ends?
- Impressive? - insane.
You are jealous of her
Damn it.
She's the top of the social food chain.
Promoted as a sophomore for a triple-year reign
I was doing his intake, and he just started clutching his stomach.
And keep in mind, with some aggressive chemo and radiation,
Rib spreader, Spencer. Get a clamp ready.
Oh, my phone's been blowing up.
Yep, that guy definitely just asked for your number.
I mean, I Googled all of you.
Jackson: Yeah, all the sleep I can carry.
- because no one's touching my patient! - Miller: Thorpe...
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