Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now it feels like Christmas.
Look, l've thought about it too. And...
All right, look, go. Go home, okay? Merry Christmas.
-Where's everybody else? -I sent them home.
-What else did you think about? -Well...
What's that like?
l was checking out that insurance company's Christmas party on three.
-You and l are making out? -Well, not anymore.
-You're not gonna go? -No. l couldn't leave you alone.
...and just want to spend more time together.
Wait, is Wendy the runner-up Miss Oklahoma?
You're not gonna be here New Year's Eve?
Why would you do that to her? Why? Why?
Hey, you know what l just realized? You are the sole wage earner.
A donation of $157 has been made in your name To the NYC ballet
...then why are you spending Christmas with me?
So nothing's ever gonna happen between us.
My kid's in a play right now.
-You want to do it at the same time? -Count of three?
''Dear Losers: Do you really think l'd hide presents under the couch?
-Don't do the dance. -Right.
l had a talk with the boys in New York. l told them about all your hard work...
What are you doing here...
-You got me a cola drink? -And...a lemon-lime!
-Chandler Bing. -Hi, honey. We're all here.
No, not okay. You can't look for Monica's presents.