Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

New York Magazine named Lisa Miller

Oh, come on. It's stupid. I can't tell.

MAN: Okay, let's--

Lisa, Well, I--

A document-- No!

Well, you know what.

Well, of course there's a difference.

Welcome to the Terrordome!

but, honey, come on.

CATHERINE: Bill, what's wrong?

those gals really know how to sell some beer.

"Life ain't nothin' but...gritches and money."

I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

about rap lyrics, man?

I'm upset because if there was ever an award I deserve,

And that. Okay.

No, no. There'd be no Bert. Bye-bye.

Lisa, Lisa. She's gonna--

Best, uh... Best reporter in New York?

Nah, no problem at all.

Oh, yeah? Well, I'm willin' to bet

Well done, Bill.

Oh, so that's why Dave's trying to kill this story.

I'll promise you nothing!

Oh, look. It ran out yesterday.

I'm sorry. What?