Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not bad for a matinee.

-So, thank you. -(Kathleen chuckles)

This is food. You're nuts.

I myself enjoy smoking

You've already lasted longer than John Stamos.

Baby, I'm an actress.

-Ava: Michael! -Oh!

but I think you were the target.

before the feuds and the tabloids.

-Thanks. -Rebecca: Oh, stop it, Mama!

You can't cross it, you're in the play.

and I kneel down to meet it.

Okay, I think you're overselling it, darling.

Okay, well, that was a long time, uh, uh...

I know. I wrote it.

(quietly): It's Phil.

you were doing insurance commercials

Is that big enough? Can you see it?

I'm not a little girl anymore, Mama.

And when the curtains drop on this play tonight,

(chuckles) One night only, kid.

You'll give Daisy pleurisy if you don't watch out.

Now, I can remind the whole world

Kathleen and Michael are fighting backstage,

What do I do now?

I am, I am a ghost of Pensacola.

You think you're an actress?

(indistinct dialogue)

Because it was a crazy accident, okay?

(jets whooshing)

people are watching us.

and you almost lost another one.

-(trapdoor opens, Michael screams) -What?

(window slides shut)

-(body thuds) -(people gasp)

You lazy assholes didn't even bother to change the dialogue.

And you're lucky you took those earbuds out

And if you forget, they'll remind you.

He's some crazy "Spooky and the Cop" fan.

I'm going to the police.

-(screams) -(head smacks)

-Okay, uh-- -Look,