Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Somebody sick?
I mean, gloves with a cocktail dress?
our trial has been postponed till after lunch.
Excuse me. I hate to break up your little party...
Emerson, please. Figure it out for yourself.
- No. - Of course you know it was just the drugs.
Lana, stop. Stop right there. Now, listen to me. Listen.
"Sit there quietly." It's hard to sit quietly.
Did a really bad singer come by here?
I don't feel so drained anymore. You know, I feel vigorous...
Right. Right. Yeah, of course.
The place is a circus.
- Hi, everybody. - I cannot do you any good in bed.
Lana!
...but can we get on with this? I gotta sleep.
According to the doctor, in certain individuals...
No, I took a beating in pesos.
Miss Wagner, can I have the disposition reports, please?
You lost someone close.
- Peaked? - Yeah, and mealy.
- Lana. - Well, what is it?
- I understand her. - I pity her.
Spare me. If the little creeps want an idol, I won't disappoint them.