Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Goddamn Strainer Face.

So, what do you think?

[dramatic music plays]

Yeah, my day is, uh, kind of packed.

(Distorted) no!

Uh, I used it too.

Look at us. No one can agree what to watch on TV.

who, by the way, currently resides in a gorgeous

I mean, what is it gonna take?

I can't work with someone I've hooked up with.

You have earned a fling with a random dude.

We saw you making out…

We need to know everything. What's his pube situation?

Ever since I fell in that vat of skulls and became wickedly twisted,

[in British accent] The name is Masters, Rafe Masters.

but they're living their best lives

[sighing] Well, I get it.

But no, the only thing that could bring me peace

Like our memory erasers.

Is this what you really think of me?

Time to enjoy my death and catch up on some Great British Bake Off.

Ugh. Smooth move, Reagan.

Well, hey there, little buddy. I--

but seeing as he really saved our bums

-[all chanting] Reagan! Reagan! -[gulping]

-Yes. -Just so you could make that pun?

No. [chuckles] I'm not breaking up with you.

-That's fucked up. -[Myc] That's being a stalker.

Fuck that! Let's do some fucking shots, bitch!

[J.R. laughs] Oh wow.

-Oh. Excellent work, Agent Hand. -[exhales] Oh.

Hmm, just ends there.

[Myc] Whatever, dude, you love weed. We get it.

-You want me to shake the seltzer? -I drink everything shaken!

who doesn't run on a charger,

You literally dragged an entire bearskin rug in here.

[sobbing] Why? Why?!