Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Under the circumstances,

- Dr Grey, press and hold right here. - She's having contractions.

Where the hell are you?

I love you, too.

Get it together, Torres.

Since when did you start calling me Bambi?

I already hate you. It's not gonna change.

I would've made an excellent chief resident.

I haven't moved back in yet.

What's the matter with you people? When I say move, you move. Move!

Okay, this is what's called a trauma situation.

Your intern is my half sister. How weird is that?

All right you stand against the wall and out of the way unless I call for you.

George, go wait for the ambulance. The rest of you come with me.

- but... - I'm Bambi.

This is their first day on their own.

I filled this entire bag with coins from my patient's stomach today.

I'm the girl from the bar.

She doesn't even want to talk to me.

You know who's seriously hot? That Lexie girl.

I want to talk about Chief Resident. We're gonna have this conversation.

We can't risk even the slightest movement.

What would I need to talk about?

Three blinks is I love you.

We all have problems.

If he moves even a fraction of an inch, it could kill him.

She's always fine. That's her problem.

I don't drink. Dr. Bailey, we need to talk.

- What do you got for me? - Nancy Walters. Complete amputation.

I'm in charge of interns who think I'm crazy.

- Are you Meredith Grey? - Yeah.

- Taste good. - Evil.

We have the arm, and...

I was sick of waiting for the right guy, so...

Ten minutes ago,

You know, I'm responsible.

Get outta the way!

I asked for too much.

Chief. I have the chief to talk to.

Yeah, get outta here.

Kind of had a lot going on.

You're gonna be like the rock star intern.

We've only been working with one and two.

I was named chief resident.

Okay, somebody page Derek Shepherd right freakin' now.

- Help! Please, doctors. Help! - Inside voice.

- I don't want to be alone anymore. - I know.

Oh, okay, all right. All right.