Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Tull, what are you doing here? -Can I sleep over?

If things were better here, he'd stay, but they're not, so he's leaving.

It didn't mean anything. It was just a slip of the tongue.

We can hammer out any remaining details over lunch.

I talked to my buddy Mike. He's a… a lawyer.

-Is this for me? -Well…

I just dropped Johnny at the airport.

I came out, to Julia.

Can I stay with you for a while?

-Felt kind of like a metaphor. -For what?

[chortles] Okay.

{\an8}-Nobody likes rhubarb, Mom. -Well, there was a sale on rhubarb, so…

It's nice to meet you. So, should we head to the party?

He was on my mind and so his name just popped into my head

but I want you to know…

[indistinct police radio chatter]

But it's not to, you know, make Johnny jealous?

It's called co-viewing. Men mean bigger ad dollars.

But there's a few things I'd like to talk about first.

[softly] Of course. Come here.

Is that-- Is that my accent?

because we have a lot of Christmas shopping to do.

I'm gonna come back.

Oh, actually, um…

To sum up, it was great kissing, great--

♪ I know that its so ♪

What is that supposed to mean?

Mom, we have to finish this article for the school paper. It's due tomorrow.

No, I'm not fucking kidding you.

Yeah, but then I thought,

Yeah, because losing the baby was so traumatic, for both of you.

Oh, yeah. Come in. Come on in.

[whispers] Check your contract.

Yeah, while you're making out with them?

Your only talent was getting shot. Good luck out there. You'll need it.

{\an8}Something you touched is on another planet.

You come into my house, which I pay for from the money I make at the factory.

[choral music playing]

Something that my dad helped build is still on the moon.

Could've told you bare-knuckle boxing a mirror is a losing game.

[answering machine beeps]

So there's hundreds of layoffs. It's a really huge local news story.

-I would like to work here. -Great. I'll just get a pen.

{\an8}I don't want to think about it. Today's about Dad.

So, you're leaving?

[doorbell ringing]

-Bye, Mom. -[door slams]

and I am prepared to offer you double what you are making now.

Now, get inside. You're going to freeze to death.

I think I'm still in love with him.

Keep your hands up! Everyone! Hands where we can see them.