Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't think with your damn kid shrieking like that!
Sweet Lord, Joe, there's so much food. We'll never save it all.
There's too many.
Every time.
[grunting and yelping]
What an ugly bunch of puss you all are. I'll go.
-Ahh! -[Tito] It's happening!
Uh, yes, you can, girl. You're an Emmy.
[clears throat] Right then, well,
-That's gross. -Oh, my God!
-[dramatic music playing] -Hey, guys, this is it!
[hysterical] The Suns wrap covered everything!
Better to be a living cuck than a dead hero.
[sniffles] …totally fine with the choice that I made.
-Gil remembers. -Absolutely! Sympathy diabetes.
-We have orders! -We do? From who?
"No Baby No Baby No babies" is our motto
Okay, power's out, generator's failed,
Motherfu--
Yeah. Here I go.
Yes, that's exactly what happened!
So, you two collect art?
Emmy, I-- I got my marriage back thanks to you.
[both struggling]
-Maury? Maury! Maury, you alive in there? -[Maury groans]
Ugh, imagine being so scared,
[inhales sharply] …this relationship!
Come back?
Mmm, not really.
-[thud] -Hey, what the hell?
I'm sorry. It's too heavy. And you're losing blood.
Come on!
[sighing wearily]
And I can't believe you did it all by yourself.
I'm sorry, I'll be clear, I don't want that fucking kid.
Maury, I know I said, "No baby, no baby, no baby," every time.
You made me choose.
-Phew! -You only used the one arm just then?
You are the hot one.
And my fucking raw-dog tenacity.
I fucking hate language! Now stand back!
My sweet pee-pee! Come back!
Dante, it brings me barely any joy to say this,