Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm tired of playing the field.

Halloween morning.

Ralph, my husband, was crying.

You withheld information. That's lying.

- Like what? Heebie-jeebie stuff? - What did Nelson do to that kid?

Like Lenny here. He's open.

We can just lie together. Hold each other in our underwear.

I'm sorry. You guys take off. I'll stay with her.

Are you serious?

at the time of death that makes it more palatable to us.

Is it offensive if I make conversation?

Well, mutiny at last.

You were hyperventilating.

I'll handle this. Back to work or suffer the consequences.

2:20. Don't forget.

He's nice. We're both fucking lunatics.

- We've fucking got him! - Nelson, pick up the beat!

or sensation, heat or cold, anything like that?

Starting CPR. 1-1,000.

Randall Steckle, Diary of a Surgeon To Be.

She's probably not going to remember who you are.

I've always had premonitions.

Why'd you change your mind?

- Mind if I buy you a drink? - No, thanks.

- 90 degrees. - What's going on?

Skelator? Are you listening to me?

Die to be a hero if you want, but don't die to be a celebrity.

But the skeptic did feel something, didn't you? I'm going again.

I heard you had a near-death experience.

Sometimes it's nice to open up.

Somehow just asking for forgiveness--

Nelson freaked out. Joe and Steckle are stranded.

It was probably just you guys standing over me.

- You okay? - I'm fine. I'm sorry.

- Sorry I'm late. - What happened to your face?

young Dr.Dave thinks he's solved our karmic problems.

I'm on early shift at the hospital.

You know, something good.

Is that really you?

This is great! It's beautiful.

It's like being paranoid without the fear.

- Jesus Christ! Any idea where he went? - Something about making amends.

Horror? It's ignorance we fear.

- I'll do it. - What?

Suddenly, even though I was in a coma...

To tell you the truth, it's the best reason I've heard yet for going.

The electric current will stop my heart. When the heart is dead...

To see if there's anything out there beyond death.

- Got her! - You don't have her!

I've seen odd things from my past, too. I thought it might be brain damage.

Excuse me. I don't want to ruin anybody's evening...

You don't know jackshit! Butt-wipe! Needle-dick! Cock-bite!

- There's trouble in ER. Watch your ass. - Thanks.

Are you a model?

Your father is in a good place.

- 1:30. - Are you two crazy?

I have to talk to her. I've got to stop her.

Let me try to bring him back.

What's going on? Come on, Joe!

You were brain dead. There was no mind.

Can you hear the traffic on the Lakeshore?