Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's not really what I do, but it's good for now.

Well, you did. Now it's another thing on the list of

- How? Is Eduardo magic? - He makes a stovetop version...

War on Christmas!

- Really? - They wouldn't let women in

looking at swimming pools and pictures of the buffet.

Girls, I'd like to you meet Luke Danes.

People use an app to call a car.

- You're kidding. - Linda in my garden club is bipolar,

Luke! It's a Christmas miracle!

Don't need a surrogate.

We could be walking by the well

Aw, sorry, hon. So you don't need that outfit after all?

- What's crunchy and smooshy? - Peanut butter? Or badly mixed cement?

I'm not filled with contempt.

Because that's ever happened.

Eh, Rudik, fuck me!

- Won't matter. - Come sit.

I am not homeless.

Oh, sod it, bring the bottle. We're celebrating.

- Father, British or Latin. - Sure.

- Did Luke know what he was getting into? - Don't.

I did. Lena Dunham will just have to get along without me.

I'm still getting a lot of good responses from the New Yorker piece so...

- Great. - What?

In so many words.

the unmentionables there, and suddenly,

- I really am all right. - I know.

That means you'll do it eventually. Are we doing it eventually?

- It was up to me to pursue it? - No.

I just lost my father!

- What's up? - It's just Paris

No, wait, it's smooshy. It's crunchy and smooshy.

- No, it's not. - Kirk.

Have you spoken to Grandma lately?

if you know what I mean.

Frederick, the guy who ordered three pancakes on three separate plates?

- NPH was great in that. - Thanks.

- Good night. - Good night.

Lane, you remember Paris.

- My piece for the Atlantic fell through. - No! When?

I'll see you at 8:00.

- Now I feel like I've met her. - I appreciate that.

Oh. Sorry, Paris, I...

Rory is a 32-year-old college-educated woman with no permanent address.

Not once in my life, which is how we always find ourselves here.

- Like peace. - And a picture window.

I promise, Lorelai.

What is going on? Who are all these people?

Done. Let's get that drink.

- What language is that? - I do not know.

At the little league game.

- Cute. - Isn't it, though?

I'll be using that Def Leppard T-shirt to clean my windows.

- That way I won't forget. - Very sensible.

You couldn't have just said he was well-read?

It was a perfectly decent apartment.

I brought some sample testimonials to guide you.

Uh, well, thanks, Kirk.

- I don't know. - Look, forget it.

- Coffee and tacos. - Princess Charlotte iced tea spoons.

Mmm, so, let's talk time frame.

I have a big meeting with Condé Nast

When did Kirk get a pig?

I'm buying them new ones.

and you're not sure if they're actually a family?

♪ There is wonder In most everything I see ♪

- I'm gonna use your desktop, okay? - All yours.

Rudik, I want you!

no matter how much time you spend with him.

- Beautiful service, Emily. - Thank you.

- You happy? - Right now or...

Die? They let you die?

Could you bring them a salad, no croutons?

Nothing. Your husband just died.

Eh, Rudik, fuck me!

- What? - Uh, nothing.

- This is gonna work. - Terrific.

- To which I'm allergic. - Thus fulfilling her devious plan.

- Uh, Mom? - Yes?

I'd like to stop talking about underwear. I'm looking for my lucky outfit.

- It has to be right. - You miss her? Fine. I don't.

Oh, hola! Hello.

I think you'll find Mimsy Frupp's description

- 'Cause you said cake? - Yes.

- I have good news. - Great! What?

- Got it? - Yup.

You miss Christmas and Thanksgiving and all I get is a one day visit?

because you told me to make two main courses.

You think I don't know you? I have your eyes.

Do you even know how Twitter works?

You guys have kids and you were a good team at one point.

But don't say anything to, uh, Mrs. Gilmore.

♪ Shining on a freshly fallen snow ♪

- Why does it smell like onions? - The new pop-up crew in the kitchen.

- Like the universe, only more hygienic. - Taylor...

- That is one great kid you got. - Eh, she's all right.

- Luke! - Not now, Taylor.

- You're staying? - Yeah.

So, I decide to sneak a pair of black lacy women's unmentionables

- You answered. You never answer. - I did.

- No, I'm not. - Yes, you are.

I don't know where I got these.

The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up.

I don't need some cool guy tweeting, making me feel uncool in my own inn.

Pete is our, uh, dog's friend. Our dog's name is Paul.

She just got off a plane!

- Three? Eighteen? - No. No.

- This is what I want. - I swear it can't be.

When it's my turn, there's no time left to talk about me.

and what I got was a rambling diatribe on being abandoned in a steamer trunk.

So, what are we looking at here?

Well, I assumed she was, because she hadn't answered

Just tell her no.

So I thought I'd make it a little more homey for you.

- Why? - It's been quiet regarding the blowup.

This is great, right?

- The two of you can just run along. - Oh, no. I'm gonna have Luke drive her.

- I had Zach pull them out for you. - You're welcome.