Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, no reason. I'm good too, you know?

Everybody's got something to hide.

- [Cristina] lzzie? - Yeah?

Do you think the optic nerve is damaged?

Um, according to his daughter, Mr. Franklin is a heavy drinker.

that tonight's our monthly family dinner.

She's in a home,

Bailey's got something tonight from 7 to 11.

Oh, what are we doing?

George, back off!

But an autopsy will tell us why.

[Bailey] Do you have anything to say?

You're avoiding me.

I got the rest of the labs back.

What are you doing here?

I end a fellow surgeon's career, my mentor's career.

In their eyes, you're a player.

This is why I keep you around.

There's no one else.

You guys want to perform an unauthorized autopsy?

You don't need to be in this line.

And always has been.

I know how the rumor mill runs around here.

Give me a bigger retractor, please.

- when the truth gets naked. - [Cell phone ringing]

What makes a hotshot leave the Big Apple for Seattle?

Just show me your junk so we can get this over with.

In English, the mass in your bladder is an ovary.

Yeah. She's into me.

Not that you've been with a lot of men, like you're a prostitute...

[Cristina] lzzie didn't say a word. Here, the only thing

That's the one good thing about the fact

Oh, George. Thought you could use some moral support.

Maybe not quite like that.

Yeah, I need you to help me out on something for the chief.

I could lose my license, my job!

Hi, uh, results for George O'Malley?

When's the autopsy?

[Woman] That's the last of the ovarian material.

The man has a right to know that this isn't his child.

In a responsible relationship...

OK. Wait, wait.

Why do you think I want to keep an eye on you?

God, look at this line.

You locked the door. I need to take a shower.

you broke the law!