Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-What's this? -[Austin] It's a zombie Marcus made.

and marinating in your own toxins, and possibly dying of leaky gut.

They're gonna be here soon.

Oh, I heard the poem.

-♪ Round yon Virgin ♪ -[sobbing]

[Christmas music plays]

Okay. Merry Christmas.

Also, I hate Christmas, I hate love, and everything is shit.

You post a sexy photo of me without talking to me,

-[Ginny] Mom? -You burn yourself?

[upbeat music plays]

I'm sorry, what?

[sighs] It wasn't anything crazy.

No thirst traps on official mayoral communications.

Yeah. I'm just gonna shower.

If we're raising money for 'em, they might as well be invited.

[Corbin] Where did she go to school?

-Is it me? Is it because of me? -No, it's not that simple.

-Am I so terrible? -[Paul] You're not terrible.

How's that going, by the…

-[Georgia] I wanna see. -Stop!

♪ Hap-Hap-Hap-Happy New Year to ye ♪

Actually, you remind me of her.

-Georgia-- -I need some air.

I know. [inhales]

I don't hate her.

[Christmas music plays]

it was a mistake.

Oh, and the photo already has over a thousand likes.

Nick's my friend, and he's starting to really care about you,

You want him to leave now?

[splutters] I have no idea, really, how many girls you would bring back here,

[Zion] Howard and Harvard.

You have any upcoming trips planned?

[tense music intensifies]

She's got a cavapoo named Jacks.

"Life is weird. Merry Christmas." Oh, Max.

-Oh, I just love you. -[chuckles] I love you too.

I love you, too.

[Georgia] She called me a monster.

I was the mayor before you got here.

I tried to keep you from it. I tried to protect you.

[sobbing] I hate it.

[sighs] Show me.

Because no one thinks of the women and children. Ever.

I am so sorry that I missed this.

He raised over 50 grand.

-Okay, um-- -We should go.

A hundred years old?

-[Georgia inhales] -[nervous laugh]

I need you not to talk to me,

No? Really? 'Cause I thought it went really well.

Today, tomorrow, forever.