Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This time, it would be your fault.

Everyone's taking a hit.

[Gil sighs, chuckles]

Okay, well, don't forget that you're babysitting tonight.

[Cordova clears throat]

And if you know what she's capable of,

-What? -The card.

With my dress? You wouldn't fit.

Oh, you're crazy.

[mouth full] Sweet Jesus, no.

I think I'm losing my mind. Do you ever feel like that?

Why? It's one of my favorite things about Wellsbury.

♪ You know I like to play ♪

Who were you on the phone with?

-[chuckles] -All right, well, I'll see you tonight.

I won't tell Paul that under this Wellsbury facade

[mellow music plays]

♪ I crave of silence ♪

Of course you did. 'Cause you know everything, right?

You know, it's a good thing that Paul doesn't really know who he's marrying.

Hey, Zach's gonna be okay, all right?

It's important they have a good strong image of their dads.

["U Were Never Mine" by Ryan Wright plays]

-♪ When I held you up and… ♪ -[sighs]

Why didn't you?

That's the last skeleton out of my closet.

Mom, I love you. I gotta go.

[Jordan] Oh brother!

He told me that he would love me forever.

You know-- [panting]

Hey there. You're home early. How was your day?

Okay, well, I can… Yeah, I can-- I could head out.

-You getting cold feet? -Let me check.

[laughing] No, no, no, I am thrilled. I'm getting you a crock pot.

If he's pulling away, let him.

-[Cynthia] Bye. -[Gil] See ya.

-I thought we were friends. -Yeah, we're friends.

Or Mary Atkins, or whatever else you go by.

-Ginny… -You're the one who seems off.

Uh, so that'll be $20 a pie, right?

I'm not being paid to be here right now. I'm here because I really am worried.

Hey, what are you doing here? [chuckles]

[knocking on door]

But this budget is what's best for Wellsbury. Can't make everyone happy.

[Georgia sighs]

[crying] Follow me.

Got us hockey tickets tonight. He had so much fun last time.

Oh. Uh, my parents. We were talking about the wedding.

You are stuck in a trailer with your perv stepdad

Mom, Marcus wants to know if he heard a gunshot.

And what did I tell you?

["White Flag" by Bishop Briggs plays]

You just don't get it, do you?

Dad, do you have any brothers or sisters?

No, yeah, it is. Thanks. [chuckles]

And in exchange,

He's Chris Pine-level hot. What is it, Georgia, please?

He really does love you so, so much.

I can't. I have an English paper to write.