Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It-it had to be some other Manniford McClaine.
I would like to propose a toast.
Thanks.
Perfect.
Nichols and May don't fuck.
Oh, that's perfect.
* Don't you cry *
- Gaslight. - Hey, it's Midge.
as a reminder that we were persecuted.
How very Grecian.
I thought that converting would help.
How often do I get a job at Bell Labs
Maybe 25 years is the Yankees season tickets anniversary.
MIDGE Walk of shame!
he still looks fantastic."
We just walked in the door.
Well, I had to shuffle quite a few things around,
Tell you what, I'll make a tonic.
for a little moral support.
And this is Rabbi Schneerson.
* Forget their lies *
It's the neighbors across the way again.
Sorry, Ma. Good to see you. Mwah. Mwah. - Mwah.
I inspired him to reach out to his daughter.
The commercial ramifications of this could be huge.
Commercial. - Eat plenty? Or starve yourself?
In case you need it someday.
- What a drip. - You're the drip.
Both of 'em?
"I'm Winningly Self-Deprecating."
I meant "Himmlerstein."
* Telling lies *
you are officially my favorite. Mmm. - Mmm.
You are not an outsider.
Jackie, did you have messages from Midge for me?
on the sidewalk while your father would jump up and down,
In fact, I got to go.
And I would've.
What do you think?
better looking than high school. I know,
* In the jealous games people play *
Just call me the closer.
we need something really good.
This is the eighth grade,
You are gonna have to tell me I'm good when I'm not.
All we know is she's married to some guy named Joel,
You left early the other night.
Hello, I can help you right here.
I have the perfect thing.
* You with the stars in your eyes... *
I'll come.
I'm gonna check the kids' room.
I could've done naked cartwheels down the corridor
That's it for things I recognize in here.
- The secretary. - The home-wrecker.
- You know where to... - Yes, I do.
Oh. - He's a big nerd who lucked out and married up.
Executive Recruiter from Bell Labs.
If the parents catch us, this was your idea.
- Mm, you are living the dream. - Sorry to interrupt.
and those people are not a real audience...
It's like she's having a breakdown.
I want you to meet Charles Connelly,
You want Joel to die?
You have time later today?
- Well, my goodness. - Yeah.
She really thinks getting angry will work?
Oh. Hello there.
I'm taking into account weather effects,
I mean, I-I'm going broke 'cause this stuff costs a fortune,
Every night she gets all dolled up and goes to these parties.
that's the first name...
For Hanukkah, we would get socks
God, and that girl he was with.
I'm winningly self-deprecating.
"Wall Street golden boy, Manniford McClaine,
Vivian, you're out of glasses.
Hey, is there any more onion dip?