Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I didn't do anything.
Look!
- When I talk to her, she may leave. - Do you want to sleep here tonight?
You take them. I'll borrow them when I want to.
- but I know that I survived something. My therapists think so.
No, up to Graham's. He's already involved.
And my friend Graham upstairs.
Ellen Besch.
I think my room-mate Hedra is your daughter. Ellen.
Nothing. It's just a little housewarming.
It's beautiful. Thank you. What do I owe you?
Ignore the litter box, I do. I think I saw your room-mate.
- Knew what? - I told her.
Up!
Why don't you look in the mirror?
Yes... Allie.
- A-I-I-i-s-o-n. - Very good.
- What is it? - Look.
No, it's not a good time.
Or to kill any more. I don't want to kill any more.
If you need a reference, you can call them at Rizzoli.
I'll call you tonight after I check on some things.
In the settlement you got all the hardware and a rent-controlled flat.
On mine, too!
- Tomorrow. - That's good.
You're an actress, right? You're never the same person twice.
Hedy?
Just like that stupid girl in Tampa. She called my parents, too.
Excuse me.
That you came up here and pretended to be her? What is this hair?
You were terrific... but you know that, don't you?
- Are you all right?. - I can't hear you.
- We'll still be friends. - Sure.
It was an accident.
- He's put me back to square one. - Only if you let him.
I thought we could leave it open. You fixed it.
- Scrambled or fried? - This is fine.
Well, she wants me to.
- Sit down. I'll make some tea. - I don't think I had lunch.
No.
I hope you don't mind me storing some stuff in the cage downstairs.
Oh, no!
You're in a different league. I know that.