Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah?
I don't know who exactIy.
S is for Sun
Please? I'm asking you, Emilio.
All right, Alva. That's Frank Heatherton on the phone. For me.
I'm going through the files. But I have a million other things to do.
15 years, keeps me going.
All I'm gonna do this weekend is stay home and sleep.
There you are!
Holy shit, then I'll be happy.
The time you could have saved.
Entirely. From my point of view, that is.
What?
Where is that little cunt?
Personality-wise, I think you two are made for each other.
Christ!
Well, I’ve been thinking about my depressions very seriously.
But that doesn't mean we're gonna stop trying to do the best damn job we can.
No! Don't.
-I know. -So then you were aroused.
She hires those incompetents. Oh, no!
I said I love you.
And on that note....
You fuck! Fuck you!
-Hi, Frank. How are you? -Hello, Peter. I'm just fine, thanks.
How did you ever think of that?
Please leave your name....
You fucking cunt!
But I know how worried you were about losing Mr. Heatherton as a client.
You don't Say?
Just once.
...something that wasn't even halfway attainable.
Goddamn it, what did I just say?
I'm in the middle of moving, so take your time.
It's horrible when there are tensions between employer and employee.
Come on.
''Beautiful dreamer awake unto me
Wordsworth.
The tortures of the damned!
There's no way in hell...
You all right?
It's all in the past now.
You see, I'm not really sick.
Whale, Peter…
Checkmate.
Okay, Frank.
PIease find it and bring it to me.
Sometimes the pressures, they just build up.
...really know what you're talking about. I don't remember.
Sharon...
The patient who comes in after you.
The big ''L.''
No.
Dream of me.
I'll just go and check.
And he is realizing...
Oh, look. There's a taxi. Taxi!
Yes.
You better hope you make it worth it to me.
I can see it in your actions.
Take them out and put the cross up to me like this.
My girlfriend broke up with me.
Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z.