Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Shit. Hold on.
I will not retract that!
and double my allotment of tomato juice,
with President Nasser of Egypt
No. She's not a singer, she's a comic.
He was our cantor.
But you're gonna do great.
(phone ringing)
No one gives a dramatic speech, but they still spit on you.
sometimes they can just walk in unexpectedly,
How he hell are you gonna teach her? You can't bowl.
I think I left the iron on.
-Oh, boy. -I play to win.
I am not sitting through any more of this.
religion is being replaced by news radio
-What friends? -Concord friends.
JOEL: Ruthie, focus.
("Tell That Girl to Shut Up" by Transvision Vamp playing)
in the middle of summer.
I think I pulled my-- I snagged my--
RUTHIE: It's so heavy.
♪ How she's got you hanging up on me ♪
♪ Awfully nice, s'paradise ♪
No! My calculations must be off.
And maybe Bishop Sheen would see them in the back there,
When the cereal's done, he goes home.
My God, my God, my God. We're leaving.
No, you shouldn't have to walk. I'll walk.
slightly damaged but perfectly good free clothes.
(Moishe speaks indistinctly)
I'm Chester.
I lost my plunger.
Who cares? You got it or not?
Dressing room's in the back.
in my travels today, I found a lot of places
He had to check in. He's on call.
-Where? -Be right back.
What? No. Uh, some quick menu tips: great sandwiches,
Oh, well, why play at all if it's just a game?
-Oh, my God, it is you. -Here you go.
Anyhow, the first boy I ever kissed
All kinds of things happen.
-I'm so sorry. -Miriam, why are we still here?
Mothers and daughters and daughters and fathers and...
(singsongy): Make sure you have everything.
You being buried in Florida? I guess it does.
Because I don't think she's waiting around for you.
Papa.
He had an entire head of hair last year.
Wow.
May I take your coat, Mrs. Maisel?
I make a great turkey. You would love my turkey.
Well, the kid who usually sneaks you my messages
You're amazing, Joel.
Which automatically comes with spending months
-Teach me to bowl, Joel. -It's pretty easy.
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
Hey, smart ass, I'm an old man, but I know things.
Simon says stop.
♪ Let's sing a song about Susie ♪
I don't care about your goddamn schedule,
on my nether regions, it was in the Catskills.
"Christ and Moses."
to Dorothy Kulgberg at ping-pong.
-No. -We can't just leave.
Giant portions of food.
Simon says shake your tokus.
"Huh? Yeah, they're in the back.
-I'm with someone. -A date?
and didn't look up once.
(door shuts)
Had to ask. I think I'll get the brisket.
LENNY: All right.
That's quite a getup you're wearing for a car ride.
You make a turkey?
I just don't want you waiting around for her, Joel.
-No. Why? -You just seem to know everyone here.
We're just lucky that moron
Thought I had a line on a gig for you at Grossinger's,
They're dropping them. Oh, that's dropped.
He manufactures women's clothes.
I need a real tip that leads to a real club date.
Oh, you've had them.
I...
is Midge back yet?
my brother and sister-in-law's room ready for their arrival,
Funny. And he didn't spit once.
and go back to the city she never should've left
-BILL: Oh, Jesus! -(pins clatter)
if you want to get your topping before your waffle gets cold.