Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Does anyone wanna use the bathroom?

-Me? Him. His fault. He betrayed me. -George, I'm sorry.

Let me tell you something about Tymetrix numbers They’re meaningless!

I don't know what the rest of it is for, anyway.

Almost makes you feel glad to be alive.

Elaine, you have to sleep with me.

What am I gonna do about FDR?

It's the only way to punish you.

...you're tall. We hate each other.

The letter must have gotten...lost in the mail!

George knows that you slept with Nina. That's why he was acting so weird.

I have to wear them every time I see her.

I was kidding when I said that.

Nina slept with him, he slept with me, I slept with Pinter.

And by the way, you can take off those boots. Everyone knows you're 5'6.

and they call it the world wide web.

-But you have-- -Just go back and ask him again.

We're neighbors. What's mine is yours.

You and Elaine. Me and Nina.

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All right, I'm triple-wishing.

Him. His fault. He betrayed me!

You're not gonna wear them to the wedding, are you?

When is our flight back? I gotta go to the bathroom.

It's an expression

Baked potato. Sorry.

There was an awkward moment in the conversation.

And I gotta tell you, it was very mechanical.

-Well, you were pretty loaded. -I know.

All right. Neither.

Hey, what time is it?

See the way they are? We're still best friends, right?

You can stick your grievances in a sack

I slept with the groom.

Come on, Newman. You gotta help me.

Good night, Jugdish.

Yeah, I hope so, for your sake.

That's got to hurt. I don't care where you're from.

I could listen to you talk about mail all day.

No, no, no. I couldn't impose.