Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-My what? -You heard me.
Nurse Saundra is telling the truth?
-...on the video tape you gave us? -Miss Hayes.
Won't you sit down?
But I don't need to look like this.
I didn't know they made legs like that anymore.
No, no trouble at all.
You and the doctor are in a dead heat.
Liposuction!
The more graphic, the more persuasive they'll be in court.
-Who says that? -A friend.
Well, sir, the situation is pretty much as it appears.
And by shaving it off, I'm proving something to Agnes.
And in case you need somebody to wash your back....
...to also know that I can think of you as a sister.
-Gets a rise out of me. -Exactly.
Mine! I have to learn how to use this because he has to have his toys.
...but then--
I have yet to meet a man who doesn't drool at the thought of them.
I never thought I would be any different.
I'll make millions.
O'Neal, Jurgenson.
Two twenty-one?
Then you mustn't for Agnes or me or anyone else.
-Could you not grab-- -David.
I believed it would make me look younger...
-...but you gotta check this guy out. -What guy?
Why, someday you, me, Miss Hayes, we may all be replaced by holograms.
You're so funny.
She's a patient.
Come on out of the closet, Kooky.
-...for the man who butchered him? -Bad?
You have no idea what it does for my self-esteem.
-...gorgeous or ugly. -You'd feel different...
So finally, the truth comes out.
I'd be happy to, Agnes...
He's already cold and you just got here.
You're saying I'm approaching the winter of my discontent.
-He's dead. -Dead?
He ruined my husband's life, my marriage...
Oh, you could be right.
Sorry.
Someone younger.
-You killed him. -Wait a minute.
For reasons that you will soon understand...
You'd be the girl that'd be walking down some runway...
Then why the big shave?
What's on the inside. Trust, compassion, the soul.
Look, more scalpels.