Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Right now,
July 12th, 1952.
With milk. Um, but not almond milk.
Every time a military jet flies over,
Jesus. I-I got to talk to Kathleen.
Oh baby. I saw the Crawford boy down the supermarket today.
After opening, this is all over.
But when I saw him in those dress blues.
what Kathleen Townsend can do.
Michael, I'm desperate.
felt like spring.
I just... thank you.
(radio crackles)
These fucking millennials.
Does that shock you?
you would be remembered
Okay, listen, lady, I, I, I, I really. I just...
makes my blood pressure spike.
-That doesn't seem right. -The show is about to start.
An aviator.
all of... this.
She's so present.
but with Phil gone, I'm the stage manager
Michael: Oh.
* *
* Anyone can see *
No, they put peanut butter in it. They're gonna kill again.
I mean, what Kathleen said, she's right.
-I'm done. I'm out. I quit. -Good.
Did you close the windows, sweetheart?
Who wants a yummy, yummy
It's a sellout. If he doesn't have a ticket...
He liked the stars that moved fast,
(exhales) To opening night.
it's all my responsibility.
I know.
Charlie: It wasn't Phil's fault.
What the hell?!
if somebody from the clubfoot community
...what are you doing smoking that filthy thing in the house.
-(audience cheering) -Man: Bravo!
Michael: ...actress. You're a joke.
Wait, why are you lying?
-Rebecca: Stop it, Mama. -Kathleen: Stop what?
* Pounding 42nd Street *
Now get out of my room.
That means it wasn't Phil's fault
-Oh God. Really? -Rebecca: Yeah.
That last part was unnecessary.
Yes. But I saw the two of them backstage together,
I almost broke my goddamn neck!
Kathleen: It feels like a storm is brewin'.
No, see, I knew that working with you would be
Are you fucking kidding me? Immediately!
we are going to run this play
Oh, don't worry about Fosse.
What are you talking about?
It's just seeing Kathleen
This winter.
That bitch's teeth don't even match.
Michael: (grunting) Ava!
I will dance on your grave.
-Phil. -Kathleen: Okay, Bill,
Michael's silly little acting bug
Ava is getting a little info in the mail
It was sabotage. S-A-B-O-O...
So maybe you want to talk to your wife about it first.
Let's get it while it's hot.
That stage is an altar
that any man would ever want me.
That means that Kathleen was the target.
with a talking wall.
we have to work.