Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and this might sound dumb,
You're careless.
Will there be nibbles at this event? I was expecting nibbles.
♪ (MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Yeah, but the cast, amazing.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah.
(MOCKINGLY) Hmm. He likes her.
So, we made the threat/offer to Mr. Weaselman.
♪ Dude be the OG ♪
♪ Playin' like a pro, see ♪
A platform on which to make a strategic announcement.
I think that doubles my lifetime count.
I can give him a rim.
with a round of Boar on the Floor?
Oh, cool. Same with me, with my dad, yeah.
-KENDALL: Hear, hear. -CONNOR: Happy days.
It's your team.
All killer, no filler with him.
-about management training. -Dad does. Gerri does.
I think it's well within my rights...
So we made the second threat slash offer to Mr. Weissel
-Uh-huh. -It's hard to know
If it's any consolation, I'm horrible at gift buying.
uh, like sand mites, maybe?
-but thank you. -Thank you, sir.
GREG HIRSCH: Yeah, that's cool, that's cool, um...
The future is real, but...
(PHONE BUZZING)
ROMAN: Hmm? Okay. Well, I will...
-♪ L to the... ♪ -CROWD: ♪ OG ♪
Just ask any of my wives.
the Chamber of Commerce, Leader of the Council...
This, though...
TOM: Oh, my! God, folks, watch out,
I mean, how can I fucking possibly fucking know?
Do you think it would be okay if I made a little toast?
(COFFEE POURING)
Fuck, it's weird how much we're the same.
And, uh, I kinda own a movie studio.
and I'm getting you a jet ride over here tonight.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
-and she's been understanding. -This is bullshit. Ken?
No, it's okay.
Do you know the sand that's in Sands?
These are our houses, Dad.
Huh?
You broke something here.
Ah. (CHUCKLES) The bandstand.
Uh... Kendall.
-CONNOR: Hey, Ken. -KENDALL: Hey.
but you know what kind of journalism
(MOCKINGLY) Aw! My mommy got sent to the booby hatch
♪ Never gonna stop, baby Fuck father time, bro ♪
-of-- of-- Like... -Listen..
I'm pretty sure, maybe just a drop
Well, just as long as you don't mind a bit of feedback.
He's made a wasteland and calls it an empire.
-You know, you really got me. -(LAUGHING)
to have everyone we know and love in one place
ROMAN: I have this idea that maybe Rhea can mention in a toast.
you are careless
Sorta what?
Not dirty flirty. Just hurty flirty.
in need of a new CEO.
EWAN ROY: No. Your new one.
He and I still sleep together.
Am I allowed to take those soaps in the bathroom?
Yeah. Always get the wrong thing.
But seriously, no. I'm touched.
I'm intrigued. Keep me posted.
in which Rhea...
about big shit or whatever through the shit-vine?
so, I have moved up significantly,
with, a-- like, a velvet rope, a bit of VIP bondage.
Thanks for coming, man.
I don't know how you've done it, frankly.
All right. Take four.
He's a nothing man who may well be...
for a second chance at a multi-million-dollar payday?
(CHUCKLES) I wasn't trying to be nasty,
Yeah, yeah. Tacitus. Classic Tacitus.
I don't know. If-- You know, if Dad's into it...
I'm liking the look of Hibs. Or Hearts.
That scares me.
and my hero.
HOTEL MANAGER: Madam.
-about the procedures tonight. -LOGAN: Oh, sure.
makes more sense to you than your wife?
Check it.
Logan.