Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But I don't need to look like this.
Then why the big shave?
And in case you need somebody to wash your back....
-...gorgeous or ugly. -You'd feel different...
Someone younger.
No, no trouble at all.
Oh, you could be right.
-Gets a rise out of me. -Exactly.
-You killed him. -Wait a minute.
Mine! I have to learn how to use this because he has to have his toys.
-My what? -You heard me.
You and the doctor are in a dead heat.
He's already cold and you just got here.
So finally, the truth comes out.
Come on out of the closet, Kooky.
-He's dead. -Dead?
And by shaving it off, I'm proving something to Agnes.
I'd be happy to, Agnes...
-...on the video tape you gave us? -Miss Hayes.
I never thought I would be any different.
The more graphic, the more persuasive they'll be in court.
Sorry.
For reasons that you will soon understand...
O'Neal, Jurgenson.
Then you mustn't for Agnes or me or anyone else.
Two twenty-one?
-Who says that? -A friend.
I didn't know they made legs like that anymore.
You're so funny.
Why, someday you, me, Miss Hayes, we may all be replaced by holograms.
Nurse Saundra is telling the truth?
-Could you not grab-- -David.
I believed it would make me look younger...
Liposuction!
...to also know that I can think of you as a sister.
You're saying I'm approaching the winter of my discontent.
Look, more scalpels.
She's a patient.
Won't you sit down?
You have no idea what it does for my self-esteem.
You'd be the girl that'd be walking down some runway...
I'll make millions.
-...but you gotta check this guy out. -What guy?
...but then--
Well, sir, the situation is pretty much as it appears.
What's on the inside. Trust, compassion, the soul.
I have yet to meet a man who doesn't drool at the thought of them.
He ruined my husband's life, my marriage...
-...for the man who butchered him? -Bad?