Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You must miss him. - I do, yeah.

- But nothing serious. - What about April? What happened to her?

So you're saying it's not who, but it's when.

Although that's not what we real men call it.

I meant to give it to you. I wanted to give it to you.

"Love" on the other hand...

- Are you okay? - Oh, yeah, I was just getting a little exercise.

I saw our entire relationship, from present to future tense.

You know exactly why I never told you. You'd never be interested in me.

Don't mess with me.

- I read the Robredo piece. - Yeah.

From an early age to promote a consumer capaitalist agenda?

instead of the other way around.

There's someone here I want you to meet.

No, no, no, no, no, no, don't mention grassroots.

they'll be part of the 46% that doesn't live happily ever after.

- You know what's really cool? - I don't.

But mainly, when you love someone as much as I love you

- Oil and water. - Sandpaper and bare ass.

Summer said to hang tight. She'll be back. She wants you to wait.

- Could we maybe go for a walk? - Yeah.

We've come a long way from that hotel room on 8th Avenue.

- It's a diary. - Sweet Jesus. Let me see.

You're gonna be just fine, Mr. Hayes,

Is that I like you.

Of Timothys and Williams would be

Five minutes, okay? Five...

Besides being incredibly hot, they have no problem with casual sex,

It's like she said. If she didn't write it, someone else would have.

It's killing me that you're going out with the kid.

I haven't seen you in weeks!

- I'm sorry? - Give us a song.

Thank you very much.

- Haven't talked to her in ages. - We'll be moving in together in the fall.

Happy Birthday!

What have you been up to?

I couldn't. And I don't know why.

Those chubby redheads with the long, fake fingernails?

"But we didn't do it."

- Is that why you and Kevin never... - Oh, God, Kevin. No. Kevin...

but he still happens to be the President of the United States.

What do you mean?

- And she's off. Bye. - Bye-bye.

and you're way ahead in all the polls.

No, I'm not getting down on my knee.

Mr. President! Hey, Mr. President!

- Emily... - Wait! You've got to get down on your knee.

What about Civil Rights, or uh.. Women's Rights?!

I had finally made it inside the room.

Yes, I was Bill Clinton's lover for 12 years.

after they find each other after all that time?

I'm mentioning him now.

and Summer's that Natasha lady who writes for that magazine.

I'll never forget that day.

It doesn't work that way.

- Why are you in New York? - I live here.

- God. Died in his office. Heart attack? - Yeah.

I'm in New York, and I was thinking

What comes after that?

- Opportunist? Double-crossing... - Uh-uh.

which, on a good day, add up to a sophomore, I suppose.

He's not your father? - Is that what he told you?

What are you doing here?

There's no union seal on the menus or the programs.

And no one's in love with you.

Do you know what the husband and wife penguins do

Frank Sinatra, Linda Ronstadt.

- Is that so? - Tell me how it happened.

No, really, when I was with you, I thought, "This is it."

The hotel workers won't let anybody into the building.

and we're never gonna talk about this again.

What they didn't say was he was on the couch with the dean's daughter.

It's probably hard for you to imagine a relationship based on mutual respect

I am totally fine

She fluffs up my hair and tells me to be brilliant

Now, if Bill Clinton wins,