Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know, but he's really good at it.
Matthew, for the last time, Bambi's mother didn't really die.
They belong together like "H" and two "O."
Uh-huh. Did you hurt her?
[ Woman Screams ]
And then I-I just panicked, and I-- I drove away.
And right now, that is my sole source of comfort.
Mm-hmm. [ Lisa ] Wow, Dave.
After we did it.
Okay, here's, uh--
Hey, wait a minute, guys. Ju-- Oh! Oh, never mind, Beth. Wait, no. Hang on.
[ Back-up Alarm Beeping ]
Because if I'm the only one wearing a stupid party hat, I'll feel like a dork.
Thanks. Thanks a lot.
[ Lisa Clears Throat ] Oh.
There's been a terrible, terrible accident.
Do you want me to go look for him or what?
on a minute-by-minute basis.
One.
to relieve Matthew of this responsibility.
What, are you kiddin' me?
Mmm.
That's a bit of an exaggeration.
Although there are times when I do...
Matthew, on behalf of everyone--
Not so fast, cowboy. Come on.
- miss the warmth and intimacy of our former arrangement. - As do I.
No, there isn't. Stop pretending you're any different about that than I am.