Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Me and Hannah went to the pub. We lost track of time.

Oh, God. I hate that.

We don't need Jen.

I haven't met anyone who's waited

So I quit. I'm not going back to the clinic.

♪ Maybe they could dig up Richard Burton's corpse ♪

so I made you a new one.

Could you give this to them?

Do you see any tissues anywhere?

This is going to take me hours.

I don't really wanna go anymore.

Probably, but it's-- It's not that simple. [sighs]

[chuckling] It would take us all night.

How am I supposed to know what blood type I am?

[Jen] Hannah! What the fuck?

I'm struggling.

♪ I don't know shit ♪

[drunk person breathing heavily]

Because we had an argument.

[Jen] Mmm. Right. Really cool.

- Can I join? - [laughing]

- Ever? - Ever.

I'm not depressed.

This is more of a solo effort.

Yeah. First step to getting a power. Big day. All right, keys…

[moans, inhales deeply]

Medical history form, patient questionnaire.

[Gregor] Oh, no, no, no.

Still no powers yet.

♪ But I am the greatest motherfucker that You're ever gonna meet ♪

She seems quite sad.