Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She has a nasty relapse,

Maybe that means that I was chosen, too.

We've only got a couple of hours,

Sepitembala 7, 1985

I like who I am, and I sure as shit

I spent so long hating every acre of this farm,

You know, th-they could still be alive.

I'll meet you back at the table.

It's like you got rich,

[Erin] Where the hell are they?

It's unlikely, but yes.

and refuse to answer any of my calls.

and I don't need to see that.

this is the number of kids you'll have.

hard enough without having to worry about getting killed in

- Are you okay? - [Dylan hisses]

Probably would've done the same thing.

Sorry, but if you want them to live,

100 ALF babies.

Helicopters. The military paid for her school and stuff.

your private school friends are gonna see her?

- No. - [Erin laughing]

It's not like they're gonna kill me.

I'm gonna win. [exhales]

to my vestibulo-ocular reflexes.

Sepitembala 16, 1985

[adult Erin] That's what this is all about,

Sepitembala 6, 1985

You can't erase 20 years of resentment in one afternoon.

a long time for this one.

to sell our mother's house

We'll-we'll get you, uh, a tutor,

Uh, and I-I-I'd just like to say, um...

Look, this is batshit crazy, there's no getting around it.

[sighs] Hey, you know your friend?

Sepitembala 20, 1985

Because we have something that most people never get,

I've just been really, um... busy.

The one who stole my bike?

I'm just... [smacks lips]

- Oh, God, L-Larry, Larry. - [Larry sighs]

Thanks, Tiffany.

You can't say that anymore. It's offensive.

- [Missy] Not at all. - [Erin] Okay,

[silverware clatters]

for some secret mission.

But I don't want her to die, okay?

Taint face, fuck-knuckle, ballsack.

He knows I'm a doctor.

Course they do.

- It was so nice to meet you, Misty. - Um, Missy.

You're such a dweeb.