Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've lost the thread.

That doesn't concern me?

She's trying to save my butt, right, Theo?

[chair screeches]

That's what these focus groups are supposed to do, right?

[Stan] Are you naked under that blanket?

-Which is when? [chuckles] -I'll let you know when it happens.

There's nothing to explain. She doesn't want to see you.

-What the hell was that? -I know. He's such a dick.

It's the price of being your friend.

[Tully exhales]

The surgery on her shoulder went well. She should make a full recovery.

I was by the gym earlier, and the door for the pool was open.

[reporter 4] Tully, how does it feel to almost kill a teenage girl?

I know Jean Enersen.

I mean, all the shitty feedback from those stupid focus group assholes,

I can't forgive you.

-♪ Oh we… ♪ -[doorbell rings]

Okay. So, I have an explanation for everything.

You know, I'll cancel it. This is way more important.

What Eugene did to us was way worse.

and I thought, perhaps, you might know something about it.

The fucking man!

Well, my calendar did just open up.

I am not me without you.

I'm not leaving until you talk to me.

[somber music playing]

-[Kate] Hmm. -Sounds very American. I like it.

God, I admire the hell out of you right now, Tul.

Hope you're happy.

-[Tully] I get it, babe. -[object clatters on table]

and that turned out pretty great.

Stan it was me. Only me. Tully had nothing to do with it.

-When? -When I have to.

Your hair is flawless.

Can't imagine coming to work and not seeing you, Mularkey.

[all continue chuckling]

[inhales] I've got an idea.

You don't fire your anchor over something like this.

[somber music playing]

I'm Tully Hart, bringing you the heart of the story.

But I will do anything to make it right.

Our ratings have dipped 15%, and we need to know why.

I'll just treat it like a story.

And with time ticking down, inmate 573 is running out of options.

I am gonna handcuff myself to Stan's desk in protest.

I'm… I'm so fine with it.