Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know you got in a fight, Dad.

How come you don't wanna go out with my man Eugene?

And I must have been delirious or something from the pain, but…

♪ Peace and loving everywhere ♪

I'm kidding. My apartment's half a block from here.

Yes, Dennis and I are hosting Bible study this morning.

Speaking of decadent,

Most people didn't.

And my bestest friend in the entire world. It's not such a bad deal, right?

-[man] Hustle, ladies. -That's our baby.

Um, yeah. I'll be right there.

-[hostess] Mr. Binswanger? -[Benedict] Hmm.

And not to sound whatever, but I'm good at it.

Terrible tragic story, what happened with your father.

So, let's do it.

[Tully] So enchanting.

I'm right here. It's okay.

Right, honey? Hmm.

You're reinstalled as host effective immediately.

Knock some sense into me.

Talk about breakfast at Tiffany's. You stayed for lunch and dinner.

No, you won't, because you're gonna drop the lawsuit.

So, I have decided what my next project is gonna be.

And then I realized I can buy my own damn jewelry.

[smacks lips] Kinda creepy, Donald.

[Tully exhales]

Dennis, welcome to our home.

Hey, how's everybody doing, huh?

Great. What do you have in mind?

♪ I got it, I got it I got it, got it, baby… ♪

Oh! No, I am not holding that.

-Uh-- -Give me that bottle.

Yeah, good riddance, you dumbass.

Looks like it went well.

Hey, how'd you get the victims to go on the record?

♪ When my world was fallin' down ♪

-[girl grunts] -[whistle blows]

Yeah, could be fun.

[gentle music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Justine, hey, can I call you back in a minute? I…

That was a metaphor!

I've already gathered the sworn testimonies

I know that's an offer I'm never gonna get anywhere else,

♪ Oh, I can sense your needs Like rain onto the seeds ♪

It was a metaphor for capitalism.

and you deserve to have someone who loves you and buys you jewelry.

I can't let him intimidate me.

Are we kicking Sean out of his bedroom, or are you moving into mine?

-Thank you. -[Cloud] Mmm.

-Watch it, dad. -That was a flagrant fucking foul.

…thought that I was dead when it happened.

Looks like fun.

Yeah, absolutely.

And then pretended not to know me for some reason.