Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Look, Sandy, I've got my reasons. - I'm sure you do.

I think he might be up to something dangerous.

- Don't let him out of your sight, okay? - You're okay with that?

No. What if...?

- I just feel weird about what happened. - Nothing happened.

Been miserable for years.

I think he really liked the tree.

What? The wounded-Ioner types?

What, you're quitting?

He was pretty upset yesterday, but he'd just gotten the news.

Yes, well, you are the surgeon.

- I'm worried about him. - Well, I'm starting to be too.

- Johnny's gone. - What?

I appreciate that, but I've always taken care of myself.

- Let's start there. - Why are you guys doing this?

I like it. And they're helping their friend.

- I mean, well, there was a definite vibe. - That I like you?

So, Cohen, no one came to your bar mitzvah?

- Herckel? - DJ Goldsteinberger.

Now, the young man who will soon become a real man is Ryan Atwood.

You betcha. Well, now the bar mitzvah is our greatest export possibility.

Rabbi Gutterman swung by after the ceremony, so...

That's because she's medicated.

Well, sweetheart, I have to say, your mom taught you well.

Johnny doesn't seem like the dangerous type.

We'll get through it together.

It's a staple of every bar mitzvah. You and your friends...

I've gotta be off to the OR.

I'll see you out there. All right?

I can actually see the wheels turning.

Hey, man, if anyone should understand...