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Dr. Shepherd.
- It's Christmas, Derek. - Yeah, I know.
It's organophosphates.
I'd rather not have another stupid operation.
Turns out, they actually go down.
- Diagnosis? - Gallstones.
OK.
Unbunch your panties, George. We're helping Alex study. Do it.
- We don't need an operation. OK? - [Tim] You know, Jake, I think we do.
And visiting hours are over.
I should have thrown them out. Why didn't l?
And merry Christmas.
Are her ankles swollen? Is that why she's waddling?
Oh, I thought you might like to help me decorate it tonight.
it's the one thing we have in common.
If I die in the surgery, can you give this heart to some other kid?
Dr. Stevens, you should be a little embarrassed.
Please, just shut her up.
My big strong boy.
My husband, he makes mistakes at his job all the time.
Oh, this is the CCU, there are no trees allowed in the CCU.
[Derek] Well, there it is. Left side of his frontal lobe.
Merry Christmas. Double scotch, single malt.
You got your second chance, just don't screw it up.
You stupid shepherd! You broke my dad's brain!
He doesn't speak to me, or anyone, this way.
Run that past your accountant,
I just hope he changes his mind before he's too late.
I'm lonely, Derek.
How about French food and Scottish catalogues tonight around nine?
- Any questions about the surgery? - Apart from when you're gonna do it?
Medically speaking, is there anything we haven't done?
[sighs] When you operate, the rest of the world goes away.
O'Malley, go tell Nadia Shelton she's off the schedule until tomorrow.
I haven't observed religious holidays since I was old enough to know better.
Every day she gets rescheduled for emergencies.
Justin.
Mark our first Christmas together.
What are you doing here?
I thought elves made it in their factory or whatever.
- Seriously? - Do I look like I'm kidding?
Yeah. Because I heard the nurses talking.
What do you mean, "too late"?
- [continuous beeping] - Nurse!
No. Well, yeah. It is Christmas.