Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know nothing of my life and you think you know what's best for me?
Goodbye, chair. Goodbye, Stinky Susan.
My husband will leave me.
You'd get overpaid to read scripts,
Well, this is my car.
You printed the sign that said,
To not be treated like garbage.
You're not one of them anymore. You're one of us.
But the book is about me and my life, so by living my life,
-Huh? Where am I? -You're at Partridges,
Oh, really? Well, if that were true,
or do you wanna just go back to the hospital and wait?
Why don't you offer them one of your fancy beers?
Goodbye, fancy room.
If you're serious about negotiating,
-Know what I mean? -No. I never know what you mean.
[sighs]
Why do you always try to make me leave places?
Someday, sure! But for now, you're my assistant,
so no one even sees the vanity cards!
You can't help anybody else unless you're honest with yourself.
I sold my extra kidney just last week.