Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Miriam who?
(audience clapping, whooping)
Audience fell out of their seats.
and throw 'em in the Gowanus Canal!
Yes, the telethon will be over soon, Mr. Belafonte.
going like this.
MASON: Ladies and gentlemen, Sophie Lennon!
-(applause) -(clears throat)
-Did she see you? -She didn't see me.
I just want to tell you something, lady.
Then take the subway if I freak you out so much.
-Are you aware of this? -I am now.
No, I get it. The electrical grid is taxed,
-Ow! (laughs) -(audience laughs)
Well, she'll probably hole up in some dressing room
-Sal put her there. -Then talk to Sal.
I don't work for you!
♪ ♪
but that's not how you rehearsed it, so you become the jerk?
and couldn't get through it. Good-bye.
There's actually one more act. That girl comedian.
She's the real thing. Sees the world, tells the truth.
I'll just vomit right here.
Ha! You lose again.
-MAN: Next. -Thank you. -(bell rings)
♪ Oh-oh ♪
I'm getting you one of those next time.
You can't see my fucking girl! Move the camera over!
CHILD: You can just sit here. You can just tag us.
Uh, please give a warm welcome to...
but she didn't tell me you were "fun house mirror" tall.
I'm not a copycat. It's just, you make me nervous.
Just fine. Why?
(intro to "Younger Than Springtime" playing)
and apparently she started talking about Bell Labs.
-Hi, guys! -Hey, what the hell.
-There you go. -Thank you, Zelda.
♪ He's not good lookin', heaven knows ♪
My manager's already heard from WNPO's Broadcast Standards.
I talk to people for a living.
And your A.I. project. There was a guy in the audience,
Burning the midnight oil.
That's too bad. I know how much you enjoy that.
Plus interest. Plus guilt. Plus more guilt.
Oh ouchie
Why are you bringing all this up, Pop? Feeling nostalgic?
(singers vocalizing)
We're partnering right now,
Like an animal lying on its back,
I'm hiding things from you.
but what do I know?
Come on. Let's check in with the gang.
♪ I touch your hand ♪
You know that stupid building manager
-I'm happily married. -Is it as fun as it looks?
-Why do they do that to us? -HANK: You heard the story about Smitty,
It's your job to keep me up to date on these things, Fred.
I am actually a comedian.
later on in a special segment.
Mine have lost all their fluffy.
Yeah, I know that. I'm telling you that.
-I call it One-Horse Town. -MASON: One-Horse Town?
I went on a cruise,
Wait, almost forgot.
Oh, gosh, any one of 'em could be.
-He's transferred. -Transferred? Why?
-Are you okay? -I'm fine.
(laughter)
Come on, who said it?
CHILD: Well, come on, tag me!
-Hey. -I beg your pardon.
No new take, no spin.
What's this?
-(mouthing) -And now the stage manager's
The stuff you did in your 20s, Pop.
(blows raspberry)
-And for the last time... -(slaps table)
The circumstances were bad, but the pressure was off.
Holy fucking Christ.
She does five minutes at 2150, solo act.
Everybody make whoopee.
My son did, too.
(toilet flushing)
-My colleagues would complain. -It was their suggestion.
Swing a dead cat.
I don't like what they're doing.
-Ural. -Yes.
MIDGE: ...if you took two tablets.
She bad-mouthed me, and it got into the press.
-He's part of the broadcast? -I don't know.
with husbands two, four, and seven.
Work out some of those kinks.
I will. I'll go talk to Sal. Believe me,
You live in a mansion.
-Cindy likes you. -Margie's girl?
Ethan, five-minute warning, kiddo!
Why are you doing this?