Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, it turns out that the master slept only 20 minutes every three hours.

...her head fell in the basket, rolled over...

Elaine, I think I've been working you a little too hard lately.

I can't believe it.

- What, are you a kleptomaniac? - I forgot to take it off.

...that I'm awake per week, every week.

And we make it disappear.

We could be like the Gatsbys.

Thanks for that 4 a.m. wake-up call last night.

Dave, don’t be soured I’m sorry I’m soured

This is my lucky day.

- I have to return it after the show. - Sure, sure, sure.

Come on, what are you talking about?

I'm all atwitter.

This is very exciting. The inner sanctum here.

Every time Mr. Peterman tries to assign him any work...

- I still don't know what that means. - Yeah.

Tonight she's got tickets for that show she's working on...

You don't try and de-sour. You have to sweeten too.

- No problem. Please, follow me. - Excuse me.

Let's call Susan. We'll go have coffee.

What went wrong? What's the matter with you?

Hey. Listen, do me a favor, will you? I got a hot date tonight with Connie.

I wanna get it back to when we were the Gaetzbys.