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I think this... I think this may be hell or--

DR. Bailey,he's gonna die anyway.

Have we heard anything?

you can stop at anytime.

I can feel you.

You should really keep your strength up.Get a cup of coffee or some food.

Uh,no,no,it was me.

He was healthy two days ago.

We can't stop it,but we can try like hell to slow it down.

what's happening?

Izzie. Izzie,izzie.

I want you to give me another chance.

Well,it's-- that's really not my job.

you were my heaven.

Jackson,you have to hold on.Okay,baby?

You selfish son of a bitch.

Melinda,we're doing everything that we can.

- Understood? - Of course,sir.

She totally knows something.

The n has very good taste.

You're a doctor,izzie.

He's badly injured in--in a bad way that is bad for anyone who's a man,but for DR. Sloan in particular.

he can't take his liver with him to heaven.

I hate you Ariadna!

I planned a whole evening... last night.

I know. I know.

when they kill me.

I also believe in hell.

Uh,check with U.N.O.S. Again.

We can't pressure.We can't coerce.

How is our resident psychopath?Is he gone yet?

But I made you like this.

- DR. Sheprd. - DR. Bailey.

You said it!You said that!

Yeah,that's a penile fracture.