Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's a private hospital in Greenwich.
I don't think you get my dad.
You look upset, sweetheart.
Tell me about it.
You guys have a policy on farting?
Well, he did some considerable emotional damage, so...
Great job at rounds today, Dr Reid.
Elliot, I don't know.
God, I'd like to take a run at her. Look at that rack.
- Really? - Yeah.
I told myself I wanted to let the old guy get some sleep,
I'm chief of medicine at St Augustine's.
- Hi. - There's no food on your tray.
Ah, well!
But for now, trust me when I tell you that I wouldn't care
- Right? - Right.
Well, if it isn't Daddy's little girl.
My mother's never called any girl I've been with by her name.
Dr Kelso.
but I like my green scrubs better.
Excuse me?
- You can't even hear the TV! - I like the pictures.