Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Guggenheim, the name of the museum,

"Eat shit." You eat shit.

I have a right to know who's meeting them.

Can you believe that? After what Harry Drake did?

And then I said to myself, "Well, you know what, Shy,

favorite radio shows...

-Anywhere. -Anywhere below Midtown

Charles, I'd like to talk to you in the secure room... now.

He saw me at the telethon in my shit spot

I'm gonna really get some of that shiny black furniture.

-Who gets to tell your wife?" -Any context.

-It's just so sudden. -You knew this was gonna happen.

♪ This will be our year ♪

May I see some form of identification?

My father's a complicated man. But once this is over,

♪ I'll be rich ♪

you go see the obstrenician-- ob-- whatever the fuck.

As you can see, I can clearly provide for her.

Oh, shit, I forgot. Hairdresser.

I think I need to reevaluate some things.

-Who cares what fabric they are? -No.

I don't really mind it, actually.

Should we maybe make some money before we go broke

For a woman who wants to make her fortune on the stage,

-You'll explain that when I get back? -Yes, I will.

You don't know that. You don't...

And what was the punch line?

And, normally, I would do everything in my power

and you said you were listening to it, because at work,

So, what can I do for you, Abe?

But it's gonna be too late.

So you want to marry my daughter.

No, but my wife is great.

I'm concerned our children might come out clinically insane.

We're gonna have a hell of a time.

Jackie, we can't throw out every fucking chair.

I am feeling very sorry for myself,

with Ethan and Estelle, then he can marry Millie.

Okay. As I was saying,

Didn't even think about it.

No. Well, surgery.

You're going to have to buzz me out.

I talked about your friend having a baby.

Most of the time, I have no idea what you're talking about.

Okay, look, I came here to eat shit so just let me eat it.

he can go ahead and marry you without my permission.

We can now add Chicago to the list of places

I talked to Miriam, and she told me...

I will learn to laugh, sir.

they will be very comfortable.

No, that's it, you know?

You can't be serious.

♪ On the clear understanding ♪

and they wrinkle while you're ironing them.

I'm Mrs. Maisel. It's great to be here at--

♪ Darling, I love you ♪

to hear it in the context of "Guess what, I'm pregnant.

-(applause) -Hey, wait. We didn't do "Tits up."

and she'll be living in a furnished room.

when he signed me, but he didn't care.

You can't wear white. It's a second wedding.

tax returns, bank statements.

And I sat there in that hospital room thinking

So, no harm was done.

Well, you know I like you.

Hey. So, Mommy has a new friend, huh?

and the ceiling, no girl's ever gonna marry you,

But Millicent, ugh. So, Millie!

-Hello, Abe. -Yes, hello, Martin.

Drive, vision, fearlessness.

I don't know what you do. I've never known what you do.

to ask for your hand.

SHY (over phone): May I speak to Mrs. Maisel?

so all of my sympathy is reserved for me.

-Miriam. -Why, yes.

of having to take you home at night.

-Sure! -Ew, go back.

-Joel, are we on for tonight? -I have the kids tonight.