Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And they're adults. No one asked us to go in there.

(Amanda) Nope. Uh-uh.

Yea, that sucks, my grandma stole hers back from me.

♪ Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you ♪

I heard she punched a service dog in the face once.

Shouldn't they leave you alone and give you some space

I don't know...

- When? - When? What?

- Hi, Mal. - No.

- Sol told us. - He's just worried about you.

God, that felt good.

- Isn't that what we need right now? - No.

Did you hear that? My house.

- (Jason chuckles) - Oh, thank you.

God, I'm an asshole.

Oh, honey, you look terrible. Fuck.

Frankie, I fucked up in a lot of ways, but we're trying to do this right.

(Mobile phone dialling)

Or worse, a tactic.

I was shocked, I swear.

He wouldn't. Oh, that bastard.

Asshole. Got it.

Well, Sol wouldn't do that to me.

Well, I'm pretty sure he stole the silverware out of my house.

(Amanda) It's us, honey. Me and Jason.

Well, I'm not sure that's why they're called friends.

Well, I spent half the day wearing a Post-it note that says,

and I have absolutely no idea how I'm gonna handle this one.

you're not going to cut anything off,

(Inhales deeply)

But she did crochet hats for everyone at Hanukkah.