Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bonjour, voila le French hat, Voila, le French fry.
...where if I have to go to Paris, I have to go to Paris.
I must be a masochist or something.
Because these beautiful feet are tired and they need a Iittle rub.
It's been in the works for a while. I'II know more details after this trip.
-I'm asking you not to judge me. -Who am I to judge anyone?
In the cab?
Samantha's PR firm was hired to do the opening party for La Douleur Exquise.
I just came in to Iook.
Come on, Carrie. This is serious.
It's seven months. You can go visit in Paris.
This is not fake us. This is real.
...by a roomful of men since seventh grade gym class.
You better get used to it because if you move, this is how our relationship will be.
Sacrebleu!
Why would I move to Paris if it wasn't for you?
The smell of leather was intoxicating.
This is supposed to be a relationship, not Outward Bound.
It's never a good time for you. You're always sleeping, or you're going....
Right around the time he wrote Huck Finn.
...I decided I was just drunk enough to call Big.
What is it?
...I don't want you to uproot your Iife and expect anything.