Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

love to give.
AUNT LYDIA: Breathe! HANDMAIDS: [chanting] Push.
‐ It wasn't time.
‐ He's got two of his own, so...
ELEANOR: Show me the children!
[whimpering] [dramatic music]
It's actually why I was late.
[breathing heavily]
♪ To another world ♪
AUNT LYDIA: And to refuse
♪ That is what we are ♪
[Ofmatthew continues crying]
HANDMAID 3: Please! Please!
It is a wicked,
‐ Thank you. ‐ I'll see you in a minute.
Frances loved my daughter.
of this case is accurate,
‐ Hmph. Amen.
Forgive me.
JUNE: I didn't know
it doesn't seem like
AUNT LYDIA: [echoing] Well, is that really
[frightened screaming]
and where they‐‐ LAWRENCE: No.
But I do now.
Frances was a sales manager
‐ Again. ‐ Yes.
Hold.
[body squeaking]
Frances was saving up
You should save your money.
[wife gasps]
♪ Islands in the stream ♪
LYDIA: Oh.
Me when I lock myself out of my dorm room….
[panicked screaming]
GUARDIAN: Everybody out! Everybody out!
‐ So.
‐ A bag of potato chips. JIM: Huh.
‐ No, I can't! JIM: Miss! Please?
LYDIA: Oh, my.
‐ They said to get dressed.
AUNT LYDIA: That Martha was salvaged
Me in the background staring angrily at the guy who harassed me….
it's the barrel.
‐ [stuttering] I only felt that way
Thank you.
Me when my one class on Monday ends and I'm done with everyone's bullshit....
We are required by law
‐ She's unable to maintain a steady job.
I try not to swear around Ryan.
‐ Sonya.
[crowd cheering]
beggar man, thief.
LYDIA: Yes.
[groans]
‐ What?
Exhale.
Not every household
‐ Sometimes there's just a bad apple.
Maybe you could
‐ Hey, hey.
‐ Now three.
Thank you.
AUNT ELIZABETH: Go to your sister.
the theft of a child.
JIM: Good job.
I left her another message.
You're good for her.
‐ Mmm.
I try to think
‐ Ah. Wonderful!
[cars honking outside]
The more the merrier.