Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You'll do fine. As a matter of fact, why don't I wait in the bathroom?
-Really? -I had to let them down easy.
...have some extremely important business to attend to.
Are you saying I have to move to France?
I can't believe that man could act so unethically.
You didn't kill him.
-What's that? -We don't have drapes, just blinds.
I was looking for Brill.
I can't see going out with somebody that wasn't biodegradable.
No, thanks, Kooky, diet and exercise. That's the key.
Kooky, my good man, is the count in?
Vixen, you. You minx.
Perhaps.
They're probably not as nervous as I am.
A comedian? I knew it. I had a feeling.
Somebody else has gotta clean the sheets.
-He's dead wrong. -I didn't say it was a man.
Each beautiful in its own way.
I can't understand it. I'm usually a better judge of character.
No.
Come out, come out wherever you are.
It doesn't matter what's on the outside.
I've wanted to meet you face-to-face, or an approximation thereof.
You were high-strung, overdressed, over-bred.
Oh, get down. Oh, look out.
David, why don't you just go up to her door...
My name is Leslie Hunziger.
-Room 213. -Thirteen?
Stores his precious bodily fluids in mayonnaise jars.
I'll take his cash, he can have all the women he wants.
-You. -We just decided on you.
How do we know she's a patient and not a friend?
But there are reasons known only to myself...
Yeah, right up there with "Boy eats other foot, slays self."
-...if you hadn't lucked out in the face. -You don't stop clocks yourself.
You could lose 170 pounds fast.
...is like an unripe peach.
But, Mr. Hunziger--
I like my blondes on the half shell.
Yeah. I got him right in that little caraway seed he calls a heart.
Can you imagine the unnecessary surgery he'd have tried to push on me?