Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Petey had the gun. I'm just saying.
Get them down here. What's her name, by the way?
Because now you're screwed.
The mother of all sins.
So this isn't going to happen... again?
I still need to do a bone scan to see how far it's spread.
I just knew it was coming.
At Ieast he's not shooting people or putting down dogs.
Our heart flatlined. He's trying to get the other guy's.
Just give me a second, George!
- I'II take my chances. - No! It may be too Iate by then.
We all started out together, Meredith, Izzie, Cristina and me.
Ask her who graduated first.
My dog. Well, Derek's dog. Do you know Dr. Shepherd?
And you would have to do it very quickly.
...it did make the top seven.
I don't get how you can defend Meredith.
And you say it slow, because this is one of those moments in Iife
- I don't want him to suffer, Meredith. - Right.
We have an actual human patient with a bullet Iodged in his tibia
I have the crash cart, the defibrillator, the Ambu bag, saline...
- I told you. There's nothing to tell. - Kendra's parents are here.
Your guy's on an LVAD.
You're very, very bitter.
Excuse me.
We haven't forgotten you, Will.
BP's 220 over 1 30.
And from what I know about Kendra, what I've heard,
when it does, you can take an awful lot of other people with you.
Hi, Dr. Torres.
I... I have verbal diarrhea and I'm a moron.
Denny Duquette.
Derek... Derek is picturing you.
It's, uh, still dropping. 82 over 40.
We need charts, we need test results.
Or I don't know... ignore me in an elevator?
And if you tell me any more crap about heading towards the Iight
or remove the tumor entirely.
He withholds surgery when I'm a bad girlfriend.
Not friends, exactly. But, uh, everybody Iikes her.
I wanted to ask if you knew the success rate