Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- He hasn't seen Brazil. - A honeymoon to south America.

I told you, no prostitutes when you're house-sitting.

Where are the girls in the satin outfits and the Bunny ears?

I'm not a prostitute. I'm carrie Bradshaw.

- Are we having a problem? - Yes. This Bunny stole my bag.

Oh my God, that Bunny's got my bag.

- You can't smoke in here. - Relax, we're going.

somewhere between the Italian grotto and the petting zoo,

My father died of a heart attack. It runs in my family.

Instead of the fries a side of fruit with no grapes, and a half decaf skim.

I was just starting to feel like myself again and the rest of me would grow back eventually

- someone stole my fake Fendi. - Are you sure?

A slow one, yes.

- Carrie Bradshaw, New York star. - Are you on the list?

I love talking to you too.

That's where the guys here have New York men beat - real estate.

she took everything I've got.

- Why aren't you swallowing it? - You think I look this good by eating?

Where's the guy I shared beers with and made fun of happy people?

He made sizzling scallops, and after dinner things got even hotter.

- We make a fine looking couple. - Yes, we do.

cast off the red carpet and standing in my proper place on a parking lot.

Lew hadn't found inner peace, he'd found an eating disorder.

- You're a house-sitter? - personal assistant.