Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, what? You just... you just... just serve me papers?
All right, let's get her inside.
Follow the pen.
Major pileup, multiple wounds.
(Meredith groans)
That's great. They, uh, took the wires off?
Meredith: I know you are.
Stay still. Please.
I... I don't remember.
I need some help in here now!
like some pathetic little rat looking for scraps?
- (Grunts) - Mm!
- Let's page Neuro. - Mm-hmm.
Two.
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It's gonna hurt like hell, though.
Forgot you can't talk.
- The chest tube has a small air leak. - No, she has mild sub-Q emphysema.
that they should just say,
Yeah, sure.
Lou.
- Get in here! - Dr. Grey. Okay, okay.
I just spent six weeks in a bed, unable to speak.
(Exhales slowly)
(Sighs) (Bee buzzing)
♪ Left me half of who I am ♪
"great. I did it again.
I'm serious. I'm for real.
It's gonna come back, Meredith, okay?
Okay, you're okay. Hang on, hang on. Deep breath. Deep breath.
I see evidence of barotrauma, possibly from the blows.
(Groaning)
Come on, woman. Blow your damn nose.
- He's lost his pulse! - (Groans)
Starting to regret taking that tour of the city today.
All right. I'm sorry.
Just get it out, get it all out.
Meredith actually asked for me, or did she just want Neuro in general?
Raise your hands.
How's the pain today?
- We're being paged to... - Trauma 1.
Oh, come on. All we do is talk, April.