Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You?
- All right. - Now push your third finger...
Wow! So that means you're a doctor, you're a doctor...
If you're gonna be a trophy husband for a rich wife...
- Don't bother, I'll sleep in Leonard's room. - No, I can't authorize that.
He was replaced by a superior species.
"Oh, Krishna, I've got to get me some of that"?
...I do a live web chat called Apartment Talk on Tuesday nights.
This says you can make "end of life" decisions for me.
I study the brain, the organ responsible for Beethoven's "Fifth Symphony."
What?
...will be to drive me to and from work, the comic book store, the barber shop...
Rotating.
Oh, God.
A minute on the lips, a lifetime on the hips.
Bernadette, that's great.
What is this?
Yes, I relish the thought of a stranger covering my body with oil and rubbing it.
...at this pharmaceutical company?
My new roommate is bending over backwards...
Why?