Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm going to Prospect Park.
I've had a crazy 48 hours.
I'm handling this... all alone.
I have seen it.
I mean, she should audition for me.
Uh... Yes and no, Jenna.
Did you go to the doctor?
Jack, slow down. Have you been to a doctor?
Socially inept and baby crazy.
Hello?
She should be my understudy.
Because that all seemed like really bad news.
Not very.
No, no, no. It's okay. Whatever happens, it's okay.
The announcement is a huge blow to a competing project
Jack, you don't get it.
#...Ah?
What?
I have a great life.
Well, the idea of depending on one person for the rest of your life is irrational.
wanders around at night in Depression-era pettipants.
Howdy, Jack! It's me, Janis Joplin!
It's my fault for wanting to hear all about your job.
Hello, there.
It could be a number of things.
That's what happens to most of us.
It's because I have a thing about intimacy.
Oh, it's kind of like a debutante... ball?
I knew I should have listened to my friends.