Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

BE STILL, MY HEART.

I THINK I GAVE YOU THE WRONG IMPRESSION A WHILE AGO

AND I NOW REALIZE THAT YOUR HAPPINESS COMES FIRST.

BUT ISN'T IT INTERESTING

I'VE GOT A PRETTY HEAVY PATIENT LOAD THIS AFTERNOON.

SO I MUST GIVE UP PAVLOV.

SAM, THE PROBLEM IS NOW I'M ENTIRELY ALONE.

[NORMAL VOICE] FRASIER!

WELL, IT WAS WORSE BEFORE.

AH...THERE HE IS.

A VERY SMALL TOKEN.

WELL, DIANE, ARE YOU FEELING ANY BETTER?

HELLO, SWEETHEART.

TODAY'S MY BIRTHDAY. YOU ALL KNOW THAT.

NO. LITTLE THINGS COME IN SMALL PACKAGES.

Maybe you're right.

FRASIER, IT'S THE DOG. I KEEP TELLING YOU...

* WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO GET AWAY? *

SAM, I'M GOING TO MOVE INTO FRASIER'S FASHIONABLE TOWNHOUSE.

MY EX-WIFE TOOK HER. LITTLE BITCH.

SOME KIND OF AN ITCH,

MAYBE THIS WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU.

OHH, DIANE, THESE ARE BEAUTIFUL.

AND NOW I'M WADING IN THEM...UPSTREAM!

THEN IF I TAKE HER AWAY,

GET HIM OUT OF HERE.