Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but an uncooperative colleague and a very poor teacher.
-Tradition says. -And I took it all to pay for the hall.
(audience laughing)
I'm tired.
-You probably don't remember this. -I was sitting
(Sophie chuckles)
you're a brilliant mathematician,
I had no idea you had arthritis.
Okay, one more time,
Trust me, it was great.
bored out of my mind. Love to Watson.
The day sucked ass, but this and taking down Sophie...
Dickie, go. Bird girl's gonna be up there
♪ We found you hiding ♪
Hi, Pop. This okay? We could grab a table.
So, I am not a singer.
No, I get it, but are you browning out the Upper East Side
-There's been changes. -Changes?
No. I'm doing security for Sophie Lennon.
A little tired, but I'm...
♪ He wears tan shoes with pink shoelaces ♪
-You get used to her. -Really?
-Susie. -Nicky.
It's okay. Hi. Hi.
and anyone tall, wearing pants
-Mm. -So where do you want to go?
-Nice meeting you. -Oh. Hey.
-They won't know what hit 'em. -Two of them are older guys
there's a telethon next week. You hear about it?
-Pop... -There was money for your wedding.
-How do we fight this? -We can't.
-doing that dumb thing? -Then you told me and I told you
♪ Now I've got a guy and his name is Dooley ♪
So he put a sheet over his head, cut out two eyeholes
"Mommy" is a very common moniker down here.
-Just take a goddamn break. -Fine.
They're hoping you'll leave, like you're leaving Columbia.
Mrs. Maisel!
-Any props? -Nope.
she is gonna headline tours.
And they all brought cash as a gift for you.
Waste of a good triangular wave.
Will do. Thanks.
-Stand on the "X." -Okay.
Mine, she slopped down a little, too.
but are still in front of your TVs,
And your act is clean enough for television?
the university senate,
Not that I'm making a living.
I miss you, Pop.
I'll go down in a second.
-and that's it? -That's it.
This is an extremely unlikely stickup.
WAYLON: Yes, sir. By Waylon Jones.
-I'll be one of them. -One of what?
It's big, it's bouncy, it's good.
Plus interest. Plus guilt. Plus more guilt.
No one said anything about that.
and crash 'em into a bed of spikes.
plus "X" equals...
Are we wrapping early? It's 11:55.
Bullshit.
Why are you here?
We were getting past the whole thing.
Hi, Mommy.
People take for granted the daily pleasures:
Are you not listening? They're sick of you, Abe.
How does it feel to have these good folks
Benjamin, I'm sorry.
I didn't get a "there you go."
are filled with the anguish of arthritis and rheumatism.
I want to get back to normal, and I don't want you to think
with resurrection.
Dougie, you know Margie?
That's the TV station's department of "Don't Be Funny."
I don't need the entire list, Simon.
Then I want to talk to you later, okay?
Listen. I've got a hot gal with a lot of talent for you.
Believe it.
Oh, sure, yeah.