Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, right! Thank you.
Um, also... just a little thing here...
That is President Meyer's invitation list.
Catherine, you are not going to be coy or twee
It's a baby.
Hey, did you get invited to the Meyer unveiling?
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
because I cannot lose this job, not before my wedding!
Jesus Christ, underage Muslim brides
Kent, can I have your plus-one?
Birth gender isn't even that relevant.
And maybe you were too busy biting James Bond's cable car wire to realize,
Jane McCabe is on special assignment.
and we walked out onto the stage to accept the nomination,
It is so lovely to see you again.
Oh, good, yeah. I was feeling cramped.
Of course I was, but I had the courtesy to seem like I might not!
I guess my ego allowed me
and tell them to cancel that stupid portrait thing,
- But again, yes. - Mm-hmm.
My God. Just call off your morons, Congressman.
Ma'am, the White House wants us to finalize your guest list
Oh, right.
- Why, Tom? Why did you do that? - Come on, Selina.
- I'm Dan Egan. - And I'm Brie Ramachandran.
Catherine's forbidden affair with your Secret Service agent.
That is true.
And we are expecting our first child.
You're damn right, I did!
- because it's broken. - Oh!
Yes, I wrote a blurb for your upcoming tome.
as a matter of fact.
- Oh, like a turducken. - Mm-hmm.
and T-boned the entire US economy.
- about you two fucking. - We're not making this up, okay?
Although, I have to admit I sort of miss it.
- Morning, ma'am. - Hey, what is this?
I know you'd chew your own arm off to escape being handcuffed
- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. - No. Mm-mm.
Are there any questions?