Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No!
- I call my uterus the Hurt Locker. - Ha!
Sorry if it seemed forward...
Mm. You still smell like bologna.
Oh, sure. That's what my last stalker said.
Aw, that's flattering.
...pointed right at my face? - Oh, no reason.
I never missed a broadcast...
Well, there it is.
By which I mean stole something from.
...to work in a deli. - I owned a deli. Smell.
Last I had heard, you left the foreign service and moved to Rhode Island...
Isn't that crazy? I'd never cheat on her.
...put on a rubber glove and..."
I want my babies back Babies back, babies back
No
I can't believe a van crashed into you at 70 miles an hour...
- Oh, yeah, it was 1980... - '83.
- What's his blood type? - I think maybe A positive?