Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

me to my rude 8th grade Teacher

Don't talk like black people

Wait, please tell me you didn't tell her I was temporarily the pirate king.

Thank you. MALORY: Oh, shut up.

Does that mean so must my dream?

Well, except for Rip's eye, you got everyone home in one piece.

“ArcherBurnFace." No.

Hey, hey, knock it off.

I know it shouldn't be, and it better not be.

Discoverer of blood groups?

Men's pajamas? For God's sake, woman, where is your pride?

So Mother can keep her stupid ransom, because I don't need her!

Hurry up, we don't have a minute to lose.

You mean, spoon him as in like--? Oh, uh, right.

Is over. So, hey, it's a happy ending.

Not unlike a metal spoon sharpened to a razor's edge...

That's why your phone is blinking.

Now, can we please get out of here?

We'll come back for you later.

For shit's sake, Mother! How short is the list of guys you haven't screwed?

No. Lana, seriously, she-- She would literally kill you.

I'll, uh, need to run those numbers. Heh.

You were in the Army? Oh, who remembers?

It's not Algonquin for anything!

Ah. Seriously, I bet that would've killed a lesser man.

What? U.S. or imperial?

Well, it's about time you did something on your own.

Nothing. Well, you know, besides a lot of, um, pretty horrific torture...

GILLETTE: Shut up. Ray? Ray.