Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"Oh, what the hell happened?
- Mainly, you. - Are you firing me?
than through these gorgeous floor-to-ceiling windows?
- Don't fetishize your own sadness. - Uh... Oh, God, I'm drowning.
And again, I say, sure.
- None of that's true. - What?
Grab a handful of beans and go to town.
what did Nana Peanutbutter always say?
Oh, I haven't seen it. It seemed long.
the same.
But other times I think...
like that makes it okay!
is that BoJack is a damaged individual,
awards show producer,
What? Seven? He told me you didn't want to nominate me for an Oscar.
The Oscar nomination announcement is in seven days and we don't have a host.
Todd, nobody has. That's not how they give out awards.
Oh, I don't know. Letting you live here for free for six years?
Hey, excuse me? Excuse me?
There's going to be plenty of people around when I kill myself.
Then, it became a safe space for women and men.
Enjoy your party. Stop worrying about the future.
And a really safe space for men to look at women...
Mr. Peanutbutter, you have been invited to the stage!
I wasted everyone's time for six months.
You had sex with Emily?!
- About that... - Hey, did you see Erica here?
~NONE OF THIS MATTERS!~
Maybe I'm tired of everyone yelling at
BoJack!
- What? What is it? - None of this matters.