Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're the one who left. Not me.
* Much to your surprise *
And your dad?
- Shooting craps. - What?
with no hot water and a bathtub in the kitchen, is it?
This is the section I wanted to show you.
Well, personally, I like the Zagnut. It's filling.
Miriam, you remember Loretta?
Oh, I had a swell time.
- Thank you for dropping him off. - You are welcome.
by the bottle or by the other way?"
- He is? - Yes! He is!
I-I just assumed... he-he didn't move downtown?
My sister's okay, but she's married to an asshole.
adjusting to your needs.
Yes. Please explain to your son that I need the room.
I'm Mrs. Maisel.
You've never heard of Jane Jacobs? - No.
Good. Now go to your room.
I mean, sheep are quite adorable, aren't they?
I've got an idea... why don't we just get
to authorize the temporary closing of the park
Hmm, like an armpit smoked a cigarette?
- as drama-free as possible... - Yep. Sure.
spontaneously ejaculating.
Low blow, Midge.
He'd say "How big are their tits?"
- If it was Greene, I swear... - Why do you assume
I'm saving you from something here.
It is now after dinner.
with my number right there on the bottom.
maybe they just put those ads in newspapers to distract us.
what kind of comic are you?
What's that?
Times and a pack of Pall Malls. -20 cents.
Two laughs for the price of one.
- It's only temporary. - How do you know?
It's in the basement. I could ask Mrs. Zuckerman
Oh, I've been to the Copa.
* Happy days *
* Are here again *
* Happy days *
* Between truth and lies *
- if I got you in here. - Yeah...
* Happy days *
* Ooh *
I'm so proud of him.
Well... we're doomed.
- I want you to meet him. - Okay.
Hello. My name is Miriam Maisel.
I mean, we could go see some comics.
His father is a terrible man.
And my parents' apartment's a wreck.
I will not be held hostage in my own home.
Better live. He's great live.
as long as you have Bob Newhart's album,
Well, she's a looker. I'd love to see her work.
- and I want them gone. - You said you'd pack them up.
Ooh, that's Benny Mann.
Oh, he's playing the typewriter. Isn't that something?
- Fast walk, fast walk. - Mm-hmm.
That thing's a hoot.
To be truly effective, you must be ugly.
Oh. Susie, hi. Isn't that your full name? Susan?
There are things in front of it. Why?
who do you want for president, Nixon?
- because he's wealthy. - Shady money.
Upstairs at the Downstairs.
- I think I need a new one. - Why?
Small clubs, maybe some amateur nights.
* But now I'm sweeping up *
Having things to do, that's an option.
* Of cheer again *
But it's just so much more money.
What spot's she getting?
He's agreed to store all of your furniture
which is what she did for the talent portion.
I know. I got held up.
You're his wife...
Yeah, Mom and Dad don't pay my bills.
I'll keep thinking. - Oh, wait. I got something to show you.