Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The abdomen.
You're avoiding me.
That's the one good thing about the fact
Oh, George. Thought you could use some moral support.
...you're not.
But an autopsy will tell us why.
Hey!
that tonight's our monthly family dinner.
God, look at this line.
I end a fellow surgeon's career, my mentor's career.
Everybody's got something to hide.
And always has been.
OK. Wait, wait.
There.
This is why I keep you around.
Why do you think I want to keep an eye on you?
[Bailey] Do you have anything to say?
you broke the law!
What are you doing here?
Hi, uh, results for George O'Malley?
Oh, no reason. I'm good too, you know?
Not that you've been with a lot of men, like you're a prostitute...
I'll just...
[Laughter]
In their eyes, you're a player.
[Lzzie] OK.
You guys want to perform an unauthorized autopsy?
I could lose my license, my job!
In a responsible relationship...
Oh, come on.
When's the autopsy?
[Woman] That's the last of the ovarian material.
- [Cristina] lzzie? - Yeah?
Maybe not quite like that.
Do you think the optic nerve is damaged?
What?
Yeah, I need you to help me out on something for the chief.
- OK. - OK.
George, back off!
- when the truth gets naked. - [Cell phone ringing]
Um, according to his daughter, Mr. Franklin is a heavy drinker.
Bailey's got something tonight from 7 to 11.
What makes a hotshot leave the Big Apple for Seattle?
Yeah. She's into me.
In English, the mass in your bladder is an ovary.
Shep,
There's no one else.
[Cristina] lzzie didn't say a word. Here, the only thing
Just show me your junk so we can get this over with.
It's huge!
OK, I'm in.
The man has a right to know that this isn't his child.
You don't need to be in this line.
Give me a bigger retractor, please.
She's in a home,
Oh, what are we doing?
I know how the rumor mill runs around here.
[All laughing]
You locked the door. I need to take a shower.
I got the rest of the labs back.