Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And why do you think I married the director of my plays?
...old...
...and I got this so sad phone call from Harry.
- You don't? - No.
That you don't know how to be a boyfriend?
Yeah.
A heart-healthy dinner from our cafeteria.
Mr. Sanborn, what were you doing at the onset of the pain?
Yeah, well...
Anyway, do you actually buy that horseshit?
But she allows you to strip in the front yard?
I don't want to play the uptight nurse to your bad-boy patient.
And the phone doesn't stop.
- I'm famous, huh? - Hey, just to us.
- I mean... I kind of... - It would be great...
- What else? - Palm trees.
Harry, what is it?
That's true. But, Harry, I haven't heard from you in six months.
Up to her old tricks. Learning Italian, remodeling her apartment in the city...
This is pretty unusual for me. I'm not used to having sleepovers.
...from the deepest part of my heart.
WHEN is your birthday ( cuando es tu cumpleaño)
He's your friend, he's not mine.
- Honey? - Yeah?
Look at this.
I can't handle it, wouldn't want to handle it.
- Dave. - I'm not putting any pressure on you.
He's insanely too old for me.
- I saw the last one twice. - Julian, a walk-in may need stitches.
Hey, l...
More like for, you know, wearing lipstick and whistling and...
Sleeping is something that I prefer to do alone.
Trust me, if I ever catch a guy in his underwear in my refrigerator...
So where do you like to eat in Paris?
Chest pain, hospitalized a week ago with an MI.
- Mr. Sanborn? - Yeah.
You came here to see me?
Oh, God!
- You certainly do. - Wow!
...love-them-and-leave-them stuff, you know?
One of them opened up to me.
Just your tits.
And...
...I suggest you do whatever it takes to decompress. Now lie down.
Yeah.
...that you and I are more alike than you realize.
Sleeping by myself took getting used to, but I got the hang of it.
And anyway, I like staying in, and I like this time in my life.
...so I keep listening to French music, hoping to get inspired.
No, he's not a burglar.
- Nobody but you would stop... - Yeah, so you're lucky.
- You're kidding, right? - No.
I don't know how to be a boyfriend.
He absolutely did. And you know what?
Yes, I do.
We're gonna stop it, but I need to know what medications you take.
Harry, he's not you.
Oh. Oh, my God!
Yeah, didn't I read an article about you in New York magazine?
So this is what you're supposed to do on a rainy afternoon, huh?
Really? With your social life?
...couldn't possibly cure what was ailing me.
- My God! - What are you doing?
- Excuse me. - I'm sorry.
This is my big fear, that some guy can get me...
These are for you to give me when you apologize.
You mean like crying?
It's just crude and violent for my taste...
Good night.
Thank you so much for the gorgeous flowers, by the way. They're so huge.
...of soft beach.
You didn't even take any Viagra...
Well, a guy like you is in it, but he's not you.
So instead of pitying you, they write articles about you.
- Let you get some sleep. - Let me sleep?
- You've worried about me? - Yes, honey.
I asked them if you could come, and they said it was fine.
...and therefore, more and more interesting.
She'll never see him after this weekend. She can't commit either.
- What's up? - Okay, here's the thing.
- Which record company? - Drive-By Records.
- So you think I'm inhuman? - No. I think you're formidable.
- What are you hungry for? - What are my choices?
Because I put nitroglycerin into your drip.
Cold, distant, like I'm frozen in some painting?
...even though you've been on my mind since I woke up at 5:15.
...especially older men, are threatened and afraid...
"Not like before" is what we like to hear.
...one week after having a heart attack...
- Okay. - Not bad.
No way. It can't be.
You're in your P.J. s! I feel like I'm interrupting!
...not to mention just a tad misogynistic.
I'd like to try sleeping with you.
It's an empty water glass. What are the choices?
She's beyond uptight. Almost makes her fun to be around.
I'm very good at giving this tour, by the way, although...