Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A woman, Mary, stands on a porch.
- Really? Triumphant? - Oh, yes.
...argues with an emissary...
Okay, where is this coming from?
Sexually.
Gotta work with me. We need to get connected with our bodies.
Yes. In preparation for today's studies, I read Stanislavski's An Actor Prepares...
...and kind of move around in the space, you know.
...since my ill-fated attempt to complete a chin-up in March of 1989?
So when can we start?
No. One slip of the hand and I'm sitting in the Engineering Department...
Even the way you do it.
Oh, now, don't you start crying. You get in that spaceship.
Oh, right.
...even though you creep the ba-jesus out of me.
Perhaps two. I'd like to master the craft.
I say okey-dokey.
Oh, Shelly, a man's here to take you away to the future.
Freeloader.