Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay. Love our little talks.
...under 2.27 leagues of water?
Well, promise you won't get mad?
...because the missiles are definitely tipped with VX nerve gas.
Okay, shutting up, yes-.
I'm gonna make a small incision in your trachea with this.
That's bad news. Well, it's about fricking time.
But you're telling me she had...
...and also strangers whom I don't even like...
The odds on which I'd put at about--
And what would you call this?
Unless my list of demands is met...
Wait, is that classified?
I have figuratively lost my tongue.
And what did he mean by "gas mask"?
Wow, Tiffy, who taught you how to fly?
Yeah, he-- Is he doing that?
Man, all those charities have gotta cost, like-- Hey, I should go help Tiffy...
I'm a consenting adult.
What? We're not bombing them in advance of an amphibious invasion?
Malory, please, is there any way I can get you to reconsider this?
Now, I believe there was some mention of anaphylactic shock?
Why is there a lock on it?
Don't say "high-functioning alcoholism."
What the--? --hell are you doing?
Yes. Good.
Just ignore it. It's non-diegetic.
Ah! Lana, come on. We're about to fly into the Bermuda Triangle.