Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

take you outside, throw you into the East River,

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

and something else that also means a lot to me

[gasps] What's that?

[deep voice] Happy Valentine's Day.

Yeah, you said I shouldn't adopt those two Neapolitan mastiff puppies

But, personally, I wouldn't touch the stuff.

I'm begging you. I love you. Please don't do this.

My dad used to say that I don't have a single creative bone in my body.

-[Lizzy] Mm-hmm. -[Maxine] Maybe...

-I think we're dying at the same time. -[object clatters]

Bringing up AIDS at a party.

Yes, it is urgent.

-[Beatrice] Who? -Michael. Mike. Your Mike. Your Michael.

♪ The siren call beyond the treeline ♪

I would like to dedicate this night to Chong, my uncle,

-[Alan] Thank you. -Yeah.

Uh, have I ever done anything, you know, memorably bad to either of you?

Everyday I’d like to report a gas leak

So now, the artist's intention is buried in a sea of likes and thumbs up.

I get hit by a car.

[John] You look-- You look real fantastic.

So we're talking about your dad now.