Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're on probation. Court-ordered anger management.

[woman 1] It's the pizza. I'll get it.

All you had to do was tell them what you saw.

Yeah, actually, I do.

Look, I'm doing this with or without your help.

I need your help... with an investigation.

I threaten your masculinity or whatever.

-What about me? -You know, I've seen that French film.

Now she's in trouble.

But someone made me this way.

♪ 'Cause there's nothing much more For me to do ♪

She's gonna get herself dead.

-Sorry? -A patient, then. Come in.

Great. I'll... I'll deal with it tomorrow.

[man reciting Kaddish]

-[Emil chittering] -[sighs] Goddamn mongoose.

[elevator bell dings]

Then I encouraged her to chase the story. Christ, I practically dared her.

[thunder rumbling]

Yeah, of course. Glad to help.

I need a favor.

The minyan will begin shortly.

You're one of them.

Well, Trish said she found him, but couldn't get him to talk.

[metal clatters]

-[sighs] -[Jessica] What did they do to us?

But I'm kind of over him, to be honest. It's like that...

The Coleman kid, either.

Oh, I get it. You hate people like me.

You can regale us with some super-stories. Answer some questions, maybe.

who has to resort to dirty threats to stay relevant.

[indistinct radio chatter]