Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My knight in shining shorts. What do you got?
-It's a medical science. -Of course.
Tell me what?
We need people to care. We need a vigil.
-(PDA BEEPING) -Now send.
Yeah, this is our, uh, Executive Stargazer Suite.
I bet you're feeling pretty pleased with yourself.
You said pretending to be captain?
and I need you to help me do that.
She's the only one who does.
in the French famine. Uh... La Famine?
Well, his arm froze and the top part shattered,
Susan's fucking funny, isn't she?
No! Because this is a Magritte, Nadia.
-Thanks. You can stand down. -Unbe-goddamn-lievable.
with different shaped eggs.
No downers, no frowners, missy.
five thousand human lives have been on the line.
it was gonna be three years. It's not. It's six months.
(LAUGHTER)
No. F me. F me with a... CB. No! (SIGHS)
What is this? A betting syndicate?
No, I think that's a r-- No, that's an asshole.
-What do you mean? -(WHISPERS) Cyrus...
-Actor. -CYRUS: They all are.
-Yeah. -KAREN KELLY: Tim, hit him.
-Of course. -RYAN: Mrs. Kelly.
but I'm off to the bridge now.
Lose?
Your marriage is like the fucking Hindenburg, Rav!
How many times have you said that and I got the money?
TIM: Hey, what about my pig son?
Okay, boys and girls. Updates, please.
-I'll go. (CLEARS THROAT) -Oh, sure. Okay.
There's been an update. I was just told five years.
-Uh, yes, sir? You at the back? -ALL: Rav! Rav!
I need to invert because I do not wanna pass out
The puckering's beautiful.
in about 25 minutes.
No, actually, my first career was in the wine trade.
-Oh, she's got a great look. -Yeah.
-(SIGHS) -Hey, Martina, the rat's back.
whereas Matt just...
-that everyone thinks they are. -TIM: Are you kidding?