Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What else is in it?
The Larry David. If you go in there...
- What's happening? - They're kicking us out.
Just so if anyone asks me, what's in my new sandwich?
Why? I don't know.
- You can't even taste it? - I don't wanna taste it!
You had to get your sandwich!
- Did you bump into him? - No.
It would be fun to go in with my dad and eat my own sandwich.
It's a classic. People come in, they order a Ted Danson.
Bad fingers. Hurt my fingers.
This is terrific. That way you'll have definitive "yes, no."
You know whitefish?
- Sorry? What? - Really! It's always a thing.
- You're gonna have to step out. - I have a ticket.
- I hate doing stuff like this. - You don't have a choice.
Instead of ordering a Ted Danson, people order a Larry David.
Oh, can't shake, Rob. Got a bad hand.
I've got your glasses.
- Yeah. - Thanks for trying.
I like watching you do that.
- I'm on the board. - That is fantastic.
- Eh. - You like fish, but anyway...
- Okay. - We'll see.
You're setting a bad example for my gentile wife.
I'm expecting a phone call from Mrs. Seiderman.
I'm so sorry.
Happy New Year. Tickets?
- What? - They changed the name.
Oh, sacred intercourse cannot be interrupted.
Good night.
- That sandwich at the deli! - Leo gave it to me.
Where'd you come from?
Thought I'd bring him by. Told him you were filming here.
You know, it could raise his blood pressure.
Okay, okay.
Swear to God.
I'm not really a big fish guy to tell you the truth.
- Why? - Your ticket, sir.
- You won't even taste it? - You keep it.
- Oh, what a bummer! - Yeah.
- You do? - Well, yeah.
Bullshit? No, it's not bullshit.
- What happened? - Oh, nothing.
Larry, what are you doing here?