Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Actors are bad enough, but fucking community theater...
I left my comb backstage.
As you all know, I am Leland Cork,
the sense memory to build the performance?
- Casey. - Yeah?
- Okay, we have to stop this. - I know, I know, I know.
This is so juicy.
Okay, yeah, we have some here. No problem.
Hence the name, yes.
Backstage?
Your life, Leland. Open your eyes.
whose face is probably all scuffed up from the stubble.
(laughing)
(sighs)
and encourage you to write just one more check, of course.
...brown hair, big personality. You can't miss her.
You said you wanted somebody to step up and make a move.
And the whole world is humanoid replicants
Tempted.
Where would you even begin to find
- We're trying to keep a secret. - Yeah, and if you consider
The theater? It can't.
(theme music playing)
among this starry-eyed group of dreamers.
- It was... - Another actress.
(chuckles)
We all humbly thank you
Hi. Looking for someone else to make out with?
Pansexual frenzy!
Fuck.
Yeah, well...
- Wine. - All: To wine.
Looks like you need another drink.
tonight, let me know. I'm a great wingman.
It's great seeing you, Casey.
- Hello, Lydia. - Hello, Ron.
but it wasn't your wife, you see?
Okay.