Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

maybe forever.
What, do you think people come here for the food?
Hey.
Kathleen: You know, I'm not so sure,
Michael: Well, that's great.
Woman: Um, could we possibly discuss
I think some of the donors are big "Spooky" fans actually.
If I didn't have a bottle of Ambien in my dressing room,
-Welcome to the life. -Kathleen: Mm-hmm.
Live wires get exposed,
Everyone heard it. You heard it.
And this exact thing happens
where you implied that I couldn't read.
truly transformed by it for the first time every show.
They were ignoring me.
* I'm healthy and wealthy and wise *
Well, that actually sounds pretty perfect.
The sea longs to reach the clouds.
I know what let's do...
* Oh *
(applause)
and futzed with the floor door.
I know that I have hurt you terribly.
You see, they don't hate each other.
-Woman: Look out! -(glass shatters)
(Fosse whining)
* To be in a show *
other than when he was up there flying with the birds...
Oh, my God.
* Learning how to sing and dance *
don't you want to be together right now?
* *
Mother and child reachin' out for each other.
Off the stage.
-They love each other. -Why are you telling me this?
They cover your ankles, then your waist.
Then you waste.
for a $200,000 kill fee.
Kathleen: (clapping) Okay, everyone, come on.
-Found it. -Thank you.
Uh-huh?
The whole crew used to laugh at you.
I'm not bluffing.
You need to get off the stage.
(audience murmuring)
Kathleen: Oh, that boy was born to fly.
my character's clubfoot for just a moment?
No, the chubby foot monologue, that was three minutes.
Kathleen: Look, honey, I made you a little snack.
Hey, Sheriff. Never meet your heroes, right?
he always took me with him.
That thing on your lap.
Shhh.
Well, I'm sorry, Kathleen. The answer's no.
Who's talking? Is that the ghost?
See that? It's a sight line.
Oh, fuck you!
Independence Day.
They offered big money.
That's right. I smoke cigarettes.
Shit.
Thin ice.
Kathleen: Oh, goddamn you!
Oh shit. I got to do the checklist.
(door opens)