Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't they know
All you have is mustard and your chickens.
On the contrary, Susanna.
Yeah, they're French.
What? Because I don't want to kill myself? That's not cool to you?
It's pathetic.
Phone call, booth one.
Let me see yours.
They give them to you, and you don't take them.
17 Burlingame.
...and I'm criminally insane.
Hey, Dais, let anyone in your room yet?
Prune juice!
Jump down, spin around Pick a bale of hay
This is outrageous!
Now, Claymoore is a topnotch place.
With every inch of his manhood.
It's all right. Everybody gets the same tour free of charge.
This is the women's ward, also known as South Bell.
Uncertainty about goals.
A lot of people go there.
Get out!
Melvin thought that I should live in a halfway house.
Where's your bathroom? Right there.
Checks.
I plan to write.
Who's that?
So what's your diag-nonsense?
It pulls out. Cool.
Just how long is my daughter going to be here?
See, once it's in your head, though...
Explain...
You still wanna go to Florida?
...to try to kill the thing on the inside.
What's this? Let go.
You don't want me, Tony.
I like to sleep late.
Can I just, for just a second? Not today, honey.
Just like you wanted.
I'm Susanna.
I was trying to make the shit stop.
...and I turned to get the powder...
Let the wind blow the leaves and let your fingers be the leaves.
Ambivalence suggests strong feelings in opposition.
What's this?
Then you're a lifer, like me.
What were you trying to do?
You're not ready for it, Susanna.
Get yourself out.
We just need a place to crash till we get plane tickets.
What's that?
You have to sign them, Miss Kaysen.
...and that's when you like to draw your pictures and stuff.
Asshole!
Feel the strength in your arms as the branches.
How did you pick up the aspirin if you had no bones in your hand?
...is a dad...
This is the art room.
Oh, my God.
Why did you do that?
I plan to write.
Yes.
It means I don't care. That's what it means.
Who's that with Georgie.girl?
You're over 18. This is your decision.
...how did you pick up the aspirin?
He created an industry. You lie down, confess your secrets, and you're saved.
Lisa Rowe.
He probably has several months...
...and while my back was turned, she rolled off the bed.
Which do you like better?
...I'm gonna die.
Go down into a plié. Very good.
No. It's okay. We have 10 minutes till they come back.
Just come to my office tonight.
We live in a time of doubt.
...she'd be hugged, kissed and loved...
You mean eat.in kitchen.
Nothing's happened in weeks, you know.
We've got some difficult days ahead.
Reach your arms, girls. Reach. Really lift.
Polly Clark.
I don't wanna die. I was just talking.
Shut her up.