blake, i can handle that transplant!
even if he's falling asleep on his feet?
i'm not some snot-nosed resident fresh out of medical school, blake.
tell me something good, sugar.
i think you better tell me what's going on here, chloe.
you feel guilty? let me remind you of something, sweetheart. you're in this up to those fabulous eyes of yours. understand?
how you holding up, amigo?
yeah. women are an unsolved mystery.