Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I could be dead. I won't know whether he liked it.

Well, if I've thought about it - you know, the fact that I will die -

He's in heaven.

Did you have a nice nap, Sophia?

- Oh, Blanche, come on! - You asked her about God and Jesus.

- Of course you're not dead. - Not yet.

Farmers, Rose. Farmers.

You're Scandinavian. What do you know, a thousand ways to make herring?

Oh God, where are the paramedics?

- Oh, my God, she's... - I'm not dead, I'm resting.

- You're Jewish? - All right now, relax.

About death, Rose.

Unfortunately, I'll wind up looking like one.

...very, very much.

Oh, Sophia, now, you've done enough.

The real question is, do they have dry cleaners there?

Overeating, by the way, is a gross understatement

I wish there was time to get my hair done.

Yes, it was less confusing for him.

and a gargoyle fell off the building,

I offered to help you, Sophia, but you said "no."

If only the paramedics would get here.

Oh, Charlie was very stubborn...

I'll be right back.

Oh, Dr. Harris, thank God you're here.