Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I understand her. - I pity her.
- No. - Of course you know it was just the drugs.
No, I took a beating in pesos.
I don't feel so drained anymore. You know, I feel vigorous...
The place is a circus.
- Lana. - Well, what is it?
Somebody sick?
I mean, gloves with a cocktail dress?
"Sit there quietly." It's hard to sit quietly.
- Peaked? - Yeah, and mealy.
our trial has been postponed till after lunch.
You lost someone close.
Did a really bad singer come by here?
Excuse me. I hate to break up your little party...
Miss Wagner, can I have the disposition reports, please?
...but can we get on with this? I gotta sleep.
According to the doctor, in certain individuals...
Emerson, please. Figure it out for yourself.
Lana, stop. Stop right there. Now, listen to me. Listen.
Spare me. If the little creeps want an idol, I won't disappoint them.
- Hi, everybody. - I cannot do you any good in bed.
Right. Right. Yeah, of course.
Lana!