Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and the mushrooms with Gorgonzola.

Oh, dry cleaners die. There's probably a slew of dry cleaners.

Fine with me. I'm exhausted. I've been cooking for two days.

with nuns and priests and churches.

- Oh, Ma. - Don't "Ma" me. Listen.

- Did you find them? - No.

- What? - Death sucks.

You want to help? Be quiet.

Oh, Dorothy, she'll be fine. I'm sure it isn't a heart attack.

Now, I spent a summer in Italy four years ago.

She's not having a heart attack.

She never stopped shoving it in.

- Try this. Tell me you're not in heaven. - Sophia, I can't, really.

Of course they worshipped me because I'm blonde and feminine

- Show me where. - Here.

She's a tough lady, Dorothy. If anyone's a survivor, she is.

- so we got healthy hearts in our family. - Very, very healthy.

I mean, why not eat the chocolate cake?

until it's chased away by a you-know-what.

because we want to stay very thin, and then drop dead. That's nuts.

And then a Jewish heaven, with libraries and furriers and...

you're ready to swim the English Channel.

- I'm very excited about it. - Ma, I want you here.

Girls, we're doing the dishes. You just sit.

I'm a little claustrophobic.

a tenderness in the upper right quadrant,

most gorgeous men in the world.

You said it. It sure makes you think.