Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll do the rest.

Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling.

[dance music playing over speakers]

and watch them get their pictures taken, and it's not fair.

So, I bring you in so they can see that they don't actually want

Hard sell. But I'm gonna have to go with the dynasty. You're out.

Can I apply for a pardon?

Okay. We'll see.

- Better make it count, then, right? - [Salty] Next.

I gave you basic direction. You didn't follow it. You're both out.

Get it? Girl on girl.

no character work, so, yes, we improvised.

[Sam] How old are you?

Oh, make it stop.

Creepy, but I like it.

I'm gonna be casting a squad of 12 women

get your headshots out,

There is a law, and you broke it.

♪ You make me feel ♪

♪ Yes, I am the warrior ♪

I'm Sam Sylvia.

I'm really sorry.

- [clicks] - [tape rewinds]

Get loose, ladies.

- Honey. - [chuckles]

and I thought of you.

Fuck that. We're the Los Angeles Death Squad.

I'm coming for you, Hep Cat.

One second, I think, "Fuck, yeah, she's hot,"

♪ You know I still love you ♪

How much acting will there be?

♪ I'm not gonna take it anymore ♪

You're wrong about me.

Haven't you learned anything from that sad fucking scene study class?

My apartment key. Fuck.

So, fingers crossed, again.