Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thanks, Ma.
-She can't breathe. -Watch-- her chair!
I will ask him.
She's been sleeping here.
"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz..."
♪ Since when is it a disaster ♪
Hiccups? Your sister's a bitch.
I'd give my right nut to get you in there.
I'm not sure I could meet his lowest standard.
I don't like walking into a room,
I'd suggest we say a prayer for him now,
Mary was gorgeous, and Bill was... sweaty.
♪ I know what you'd like, but the good stuff promised ♪
Yeah. To Daddy. Cheers.
Are you talking about the ones with pineapples on them?
Am I bleeding from the ears? Say that it's happening.
That thing you did? That was real shitty.
expressing themselves florally.
but only two miles away from them,
(phone ringing)
Coming up.
I'm afraid this isn't your call, Abe.
Hey, this is my client!
Stop it. Get away! I bruise easy!
to talk, dish.
DORA: You won't be judged by the professor's
-I will connect you. -Midge, what happened?
Don't oversell me there, Viv.
Oops. Never mind me. I saw nothing.
You're getting your line of credit.
Some of you are doing this to find a husband, I assume?
I've completely forgotten where the fucking line is.
That's showbiz, too.
(overlapping chatter)
and then be surprised when it is.
It made me very uncomfortable.
(breathes rapidly) Are my eyes popping out yet?
Luckily, I got one.
Give it up for Clint Gowdy.
OZ: First pressing, too.
Mi Shebeirach avoteinu,
Now, that time you called me.
I-I'm not suitable to be out in public anymore.
Yes, but you're just taking their money
-She said a word? -Good for her.
On the first treasure map.
B. Altman, where may I direct your call?
There is a bigger room that you go through to get here.
Ah.
but better late than never.
ANNOUNCER: Attention, B. Altman customers,
One was not to bring anything into the fallout shelter
What the hell? You're in a box.
Beep. Now, 6:53 and 30 seconds is next, right?
-SHIRLEY: Joely. -Yeah, Ma?
B. Altman, where may I direct your call?
And, Pop, Mr. Cleary is my buddy Archie's brother
So, how close are we to wrapping this up, Curren?
Should we take a cab?
The marriage didn't stick, but my reception was unforgettable.
-Is everything okay? -Yes, ma'am. Sir. Sister.
Don't be sorry. Forget I said anything.
You know? 'Cause Mama didn't raise no pussies.
When did you make up with Harry Drake?
We really should treat immigrants better.
but we can't leave a dead four- year-old unburied like this.
-Midge. -The walls are stained with tears.
-Your thing's harder. -WAITRESS: Thank you.
Mary just told me about Bill.
You know, Joel, you and I are good friends. Close.
-Thank you, Midge. -(applause)
-No. No. No. -Yes. Yes.
(mutters)
For just a couple of hours. Nothing fancy.