Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How can you be so calm? - What are my other choices?
You know what I mean.
A cat playing with a dildo gets more than that.
...the same way a man becomes an informer when he cannot be a soldier.
Yeah, you! What else is new?
You're a little bit crazy. You should start using that onstage.
Yes, I'm drunk. I'm supposed to be drunk! Why aren't you drunk?
Who ordered a sun bed?
Lackluster. That's just a label
Okay. No problem.
Listen, this is my fucking show.
- How'd it go? - Good.
- Truth. - You're boring.
I just wanted to be what you wanted. What you wanted.
Hey. What's up?
I want your shit out of the apartment.
What pictures?
I'd rather not talk about it.
Did you replace my gin with water, man?
I'll take that as a yes.
350,000 views in less than an hour.
Fuck! They put him in a cape, too? I don't care.
You know... Just the three of us.
...with the equally successful avengers series.
...he's the fucking man of the hour.
...he wasn't thinking about taking us out to his toolshed.
Yeah, I guess you're right...
Thanks, Tommy.
That was a little too much. It was a little too much.
Would you mind?
...Ralph to stop, you know, acting.
Yeah, this is what I wanted.
Roland barthes was a French philosopher, and if you knew anything about the history of...
You got 80,000 followers in less than a day.
$6.50.
...and then is heard...
No, she's just going through...
Well, I didn't know, but I kind of hoped maybe.
...whose only concern is where to have cake and coffee afterwards!
Riggan?
...and tomorrow...
Let's go. Walk.
- Yeah, like? - That moustache.
Yes, he is. But tomorrow night at 8:00...
Mike who?
Shit.
Like you said...
...was depressed for the longest time.
What are you still doing here?
- What'd you say? - Me?
...in your own propaganda piece without coming through me first.
Lackluster. That's just a label.
It's funny. I was sitting here, waiting for you...
What are we doing here?
I don't pretend out there. I told you.
He was never around.
He'll be fine.
- How's Ralph? - He'll be fine.
A wistful distance, underscored by a gentle breeze...
Twenty little leopards laughed at two lofty lions.
It wasn't Lesley.
We don't belong in this shithole.
It's the bird-fucking-man! Hey, come look at this guy!
Nothing, just try to fuck me in front of the audience!
How do you do it?
...and instead she got this guy who was a...
- Okay? - Okay. Yeah, yeah, I can be ready. I can be ready.
Well, thanks.
Smart girl.
Because when he got us out there...
Leave me the fucking tools that I need!
- Did I do something to disrespect you? - Not yet.
Oh, God.
That's going to be Sam's house.
You were brilliant.
...and tomorrow,
You don't know how he's been lately. He's been depressed. I've been worried.
For what?
I was watching you onstage and all of a sudden...
We have to end it on our own terms... With a grand gesture.
Take it easy, okay? I know this is hard.
You're just going to stand there?
Thank you. Your ass is great.
What? Hey, no, wait. Look, look, I'm sorry. Can we just...
You're not kidding.
Riggan thomson, best known as the face of birdman, tries not to lay an egg on Broadway.
No, you were....
I am calm.