Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My beautiful pussy
I don't have time. I don't wanna listen to your music.
Hitting your mark, saying your lines, loudly with good diction.
I am a good kid and I like to play,
Okay, enough me being a great mom.
- Watch out! - Hey.
- Mailbox is full. - What? Mailbox full?
Did someone say something to the left? Diane, is that you?
You have to tell yourself every day:
Start a new life there? Meet a local girl? Fall in love?
- Hey, do you wanna talk? - Talk? Why? Why would we do that?
we'll just fire you and get someone else who can. Either way, I'll be fine.
BoJack, breathe. You can do this.
- Think you made a mistake, hiring me? - I don't make mistakes, BoJack.
It takes a real narcissist to think anyone wants to buy a book about him.
- Loving it, buddy. Loving life. - Brother, I am right there with you.
- Hey, man. - Corduroy Jackson-Jackson.
It is a new cone. Is it obvious I'm wearing a cone?
Please do not blow it.
BoJack, before we get started
you make a digital replica so you're not screwed if he goes all Belushi on you.
Guys, could I get everyone's attention, please?
There's no cure for that.
Well, you got the part, didn't you? What did you do in the audition?
- Uh-oh. I think someone needs a FAB. - A FAB?
- Yeah. - Hey, Princess Carolyn.
Now I've got a brand-new attitude.
Oh, watch out for the cable. Don't trip over the cable.
Secretariat has always been a personal hero of mine.
You mean, am I amped? Because I am so pumped.
- I read your book, BoJack. - Oh.
I look like an idiot.
- We've all been there. - I don't understand what's happening.