Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What?
But you'll probably need some time, some space.
...and now he's taking the blame because he loves me.
Girl like that's got her advantages.
What the hell's "a world of sighs"?
Juliet.
You say, "Now," I say, "Later." You jump forward, I jump backward.
All I did was show up and wait and then wait some more.
She probably married the limo driver on the way back from the hospital.
I'm not on the rebound. I see no reason to put my life on hold.
That's good to know.
-No? -No.
Some things that I thought made a difference, made it better.
Right.
I'm certainly not gonna sing.
...but once a week, he writes to you.
All these wedding presents. Unopened wedding presents.
Long name.
-I don't think she's here. -No way she's gonna be here.
Like that. Like that's that.
-You all get lucky last night? -Better.
Listen to this.
It was a really nice wedding. I'm sorry I had to run out like that.
Well, if you wanted me to walk you and the little dividend...
I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say.
...because I've never been loved like that, so purely and completely.
If I can find her, maybe talk with her, I don't know...
Why don't you get him ready to take him on downtown?
...well, maybe some people are better at arm's length than hand in hand.
David's looking at what we've been and losing faith in what we can be.
...I'm gonna try to make you squirm over working things out with Maddie...
Would you come on? Move around a little bit.
...and he would sing a song.
Guess I'll go in my office and catch up on some clock-watching.
As a matter of fact, I'm bringing her home from the hospital today.
-Like last night. -What? I went to the hospital.
...and strikes happen, and that's all right.
-Like Invasion of the Body Snatchers. -You know what I mean.
You know what? I forgot to give you this bill.
Yeah, it's the best two-week marriage I ever heard about.
He's wondering if the idea of getting together...
And you're probably gonna wanna talk or something afterwards, right?
Just all this reading and no pictures.
-What "this" are you talking about? -You know what I'm talking about.
It isn't like I didn't have fair warning.
I'm not gonna say anything. Why should I?
-You gotta-- -They don't even wanna see me.
-You're not gonna sing? -No, not me, I'm not gonna sing.
Must have forgot to set my watch back last fall.
He doesn't even know I've read them. I know I shouldn't have.
Doesn't mean the ride has to be uncomfortable.
Love the way he uses it, like it intoxicates him.
I did the hoochie-koochie dance. I did all those things.