Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can I get some more light in here, please?
Good night.
Now that's how you get things done at night.
His color looks bad.
Come. Closer. Closer.
Yang is bartending. Do you know how disturbing that is?
There's an infrarenal hematoma.
Where are you gonna get a beer at 6:00 a.m.?
I'm gonna enjoy it.
We doctors take pride in the fact that we can basically sleep standing up...
That kid was practically dead when he got here,
No.
Thank you.
Okay, here you go, you guys.
She called you? I did not give her your number.
Dr. Bailey.
One, two, three.
- Another scotch? - Yeah.
- What? - Arizona's an idiot.
Who might or might not be called Ben.
Sexual sorbet?
Don't tell us that you're tired after getting to sleep all day.
Thank you.
Um, guys.
Nobody can tear us apart, Mr. Nystrom.
Yeah.
She's a bartender now.
Thank you.
Ah, it'd be better if you hadn't run your face into it.
Medicine has a hierarchy for a reason.
Meredith, any ideas?
I have a plan in place.
Oh, no. No, I was, um... Awake.
Every girl who climbs up on a table thinks she's the hottest girl in the room, but...
And some of us can't.
Oh, there's another one. Nope, two.
He'll hate himself for it.