Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

what's going to happen. Do you?
Feel better?
I will handle it. That's okay.
The only time you should care about a woman's age
Well, there's no jumping in a triathlon. Oh!
Sticking with 49.
Let me get that door for you. There we go.
I'm 58. What am I supposed to do now?
That's amazing.
Snowboarding? No, no, you want to go snowboarding?
Yeah, I think everyone's met Helene. Hi.
Thank you for...
You need somebody who understands your references.
You owe me.
Sorry, sorry, work with a bunch of idiots. Shall we go?
You're 54 years old.
Michael, you did all this?
No!!
You went all the way to New York City to get us bagels?
No, it's stupid. You'd hate it, I hate it.
and tense my stomach and you just...
You set the bar so high.
And now your wish won't come true, so that blows.
Wait, why are you limping?!
Oh, no, thank you.
Birthday lunch. Birthday lunch, there is no better medicine than birthday lunch. It'll cure all of your "Gee I don't know if Michael should be dating my mother." And fixes all occurrences of "I don't really see them together." So, open wide, Pam, and take a big ol' spoonful of birthday lunch medicine... Take with food.
I don't know, it's hard to choose.
It's not anything you would have ever done?
He locked himself in his office all morning working on it.
You are welcome. Have a seat. Allow me.
Michael could win.
No one in this office will help me.
I'm getting concerned that you don't seem to understand
Okay, well, allow me. You know what?
I mean, do you ever wrestle with each other?
As I watched Pam's big, strong hand coming toward my face,
Well, that's because you and I have very different tastes,