Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You spoke only Hungarian until you were four.

Uh, are your hallucinations visual or, uh, purely auditory?

Hello, Grandpa.

They're recording us.

[chuckling] I mean, that can't be a coincidence.

And what does Vera know about it?

[cashier] Long night, huh?

and now, uh, hooked on cyan, just like my schizo mom, huh?

Ah, let's get the F out of here.

Everything is hidden,

I'm fine. I'm fine.

But we survived.

♪ Put a straw under baby ♪

Hmm, Albert Peschauer to Vera Peschauer.

We're looking for Nora Vulvokov.

so, let's not waste each other's time, huh?

♪ Sunday morning ♪

under the pretense they would one day see their belongings returned."

[Nadia] Yeah, Mom.

The thing is, Nora,

I mean, this isn't some cogito, ergo sum bullshit.

Just don't light the cheese on fire, huh?

♪ Put a straw under baby ♪

[Nadia] All right.

That's a P.S. Inconsequential.

Enough with the babies.

Apparently not a stop on my train.

There's nobody behind me, Nora.

Did not know babies were so rich.

You know, I previously thought that I was just inhabiting her body,

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