Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Especially Sterling. If he found out I might have breast cancer...
- Don't worry about it, just... - Lana, I'm in love with you.
Oh he’s beatin’ his ass
Is that why you're being such a bitch?
Oh he’s beatin his ass
- No. I wanna be here, in case he... - Don't.
[PHONE RINGING]
[BURPS]
Who thought I had breast cancer. Shut up.
Sterling? Was that him?
[PHONE RINGING]
SPELTS: Mr. Archer? Hi, it's Dr. Spelts. - Duh. Who?
- Mm, no. - Well, then a little dose won't hurt.
There are several other risk factors for male breast cancer.
Lana, so here's the thing...
- What is wrong with you? - I can't help it, it's like a disease.
- Wow, you seem kind of different. - Yeah, did I mention I have cancer?
So wait. Wait, wait, wait, there's good cholesterol?
Everybody sit down! Okay Lana, start singing. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Cyril. Happy birthday to you.
Eh.
Are you scared?
What? What the shit, Lana?
- She what? CHERYL: Pam.
- My cancer surgery. - Yeah.
Jeez, sorry.
Well it’s not good, obviously...
To buy acid, Trinette.
- Well, he does actually have cancer. - Well, he didn't get it from me.
- So, what's next? Do you do chemo or...? - Boop.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Hey, this is Chet.
Me too, Mother.
What's the bad news?
...but turns out I was right the first time.