Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's zero chance that I'm not seeing you this weekend.

it's time for dessert. T.T.

any of that BS about a writing exercise.

Well, someone's got to be clear-headed enough to drive the rest of you home.

I can't live my life doing Hiram's bidding, Alice.

and we have reason to believe they might try to get to him, before they skip town.

There you two are. We thought you'd been murdered.

What does this mean?

now that she's staking us out?

[music playing]

Not physically.

that deep fryer exploding when it did.

who says, that I can't be sheriff and a gang leader?

Mr. Chipping gave it to me, okay?

Between the suicide note and the tiepin,

And poor Donna.

I saw him sneak past the door.

Donna felt like she had no choice

Never have I ever been in a secret society.

How does Donna have this?

It means, Aunt Cricket...

-Can't we push back? -I did.

the hunger set in.

So tell your friends there's an open-door policy. Everyone is invited.

And I'm so grateful to you.

What is it, my sweet?

You didn't write it.

-Well, because I shared with-- -That ridiculous notion...

Fred never complained about his folks, not once.

you know, I sense that you were upset with me

[Eddie] You want some cider, some coco?

to coerce him into suicide.

And now we're the horrible parents.

The Blossoms turned on one another.

and you could literally feel the temperature dropping.

And, for the rest of the weekend,

when we all used to hang out together?

-Knives, switchblades-- -No. Hold on.

Mr. Chipping didn't come to you to talk about me, did he?

Yeah, and I can't wait to read it,

I just miss him.

Shut the hell up. It's not him.

and you can do whatever you want to me.

[sighs] Anyway, Hiram is not gonna have guards stationed outside the door.