Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wow. "Simulating a sex act while on stage."
Thought Susie bailed me out.
* If only she would call *
Losing my virginity to a bunch of jazz musicians,
* Is fast asleep *
He is staying with Archie and Imogene.
do you really think this is a good idea?
Help Don out on his travel?
Mrs. Maisel!
You mean Lenny?
I made the mistake of wearing pedal pushers
I just have to let this pass.
You said he was in love with her, but maybe he's not.
Do you want to tag along?
Didn't want to deal with your idiot secretary.
but you always seemed to have a weird attitude
- * What is it you're after? * - * What is it you're after? *
and I swear to you, it is gonna work.
tickling a man's testicles.
- What? - Spitting, yeah.
No.
Yeah, Tom, I told you to call me yesterday.
I want to work on these signs with you.
Let your manager take care of this.
reported by an obviously overzealous police officer.
from her literary improvements club.
you've come to let me fit you for a decent suit.
What the hell? I've only known you two days.
- I didn't call. - Couldn't scrape up a nickel?
I'm telling you, boy, they were glowing.
so you don't have to think about it.
Palmer's a good guy.
Let me explain it to you.
and I said yes, and they asked to see a picture,
Surely, Your Honor, these are salient points.
Yes, Mr. Maisel is a busy man, and I see no reason
Yeah, that guy.
It's been a while, Moishe.
So let me forge mine.
Why don't you get Milton Berle to swing his dick around,
Well.
Wait... where are you?
* Of all *
Smells like mildew.
* While the whole wide world *
At great cost, at great sacrifice, I did that, Abe.
The Marine Corps is goyish.
It's my first jazz club.
What's the crime there?
Somebody really did steal my briefcase.
and you're not doing anything about it.
Let's get Mason's sign-off over at Dow
In fact, I heard he was thinking about packing it in
Wait, was I supposed to make a pass at you?
And I know that you've always thought
Anyone know this fucker?
I do like this song.
I don't hate the police, Your Honor,
Remember me?
Ethan's gonna know.
* There's more to you, my lad *
Gladly.
to kill poor Ethel.
Oh, no, I wouldn't hear of it.
I have been gearing up for this my entire life.
- Oh, I'll be fine. - Sitter will be there at 7:00,
Could you speak up, please?
Oh, yeah, right. Well, we'll see about that.
about taking back the apartment? - Nope. No way.
I think you're a brilliant man,
Uh... the atom bomb. Septic shock.
Bob Buh?
Thank you, Mr. Kessler.
* So alone... *
You know what I'm talking about? - Uh...
Yeah, six months and counting.
Bob B-Y-H-R-E.
I've already put it on the market.
It's Penny on the line, again.