Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Graham] I am stunned.
♪ He got my melting heart ♪
Your father is ashamed of you.
-Good stuff, huh? -[chuckles]
You're killing me.
Okay. Lars, are you good, my little sausage?
Not that I care. Just curious.
Yesterday...
["Hoppípolla" continues playing]
♪ And I hunt for love ♪
Um...
What's going on?
I heard you writing it back at the hotel.
It's not finished yet.
It will never be enough!
Yes, I agree. I think it is the best song that I've ever written. I write our songs.
I'm not saying "thank you" back.
And why they're here is anyone's guess.
Probably not.
Where is Lars?
-Sigrit. -Yes.
-No? -There no gay people in Russia.
No, no. No, no, no. Lars is way more uncool.
You always keep going.
I shouldn’t. I... I love this show.
[vocalizing]
#KISSES
Yeah, well, at least he sees me.
Iceland?
He, him.
-[woman] What? -[man] We can't.
♪ My love for you Is growing wide and long ♪
-Theo! -Theo!
-[Lars sighs] -[clicks tongue]
Hey, Americans!  Are you having a good time in Iceland?
-Okay. -[kisses]
♪ I'm coolin' with da homies ♪
Hey, Erick.
Okay, thank you.
He's one of the favorites.
[Mita] Oh, my God.
-What, are you joking at me? -Joking at you?
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!
Have a good lunch, or whatever you're doing in there.
Of course.
{\an8}[vocalizing]
You are smart and pretty.
-Kevin. -Kevin Swain.
-♪ Happy, happy, happy ♪ -♪ Your love's too high to bring me down ♪
[sighs]
They were awful. Next year, it will be better. I promise.
♪ You blame it on me, too ♪
Do you think you'd have a chance  with Theo?
How the hell should I know?
You were standing next to Kevin Swain.
Come forward with me. Okay, so...
Our magic and elves.
We are a joke.
Smart!
The what?
♪ Somewhere someone tonight ♪
Your older brother rode a horse backwards to school.
[chuckles softly]
See you in a bit.
Yeah.
You are Alexander Lemtov and I have heard you singing on the stage.
Yes?
All right.
[both gasp]
No! No, no! Of course not. I am Russian.
that get us into the song contest this year.
[both giggling]
Both for me ?
No!
♪ Somewhere someone tonight ♪
♪ And the magic nights Surpass all others and... ♪
-The land? -That is Iceland.
Nothing. Why?
♪ I'm coolin' with da homies ♪
It says...
-You are Iceland, yes? -Oh.
♪ And on and on and on and on ♪
-Oh. -Just smell for the Pumpkin Spice Latte.
♪ All of my nights turned morning ♪
♪ I can feel something inside me say ♪
♪ Let us dream away ♪
Oh, where are we going?
[cheering and applause]
♪ They say that I talk too fast I don't really talk too fast ♪
[clapping]
Oh, my God.
This is nothing.
Was it?
-Hello. -Mita Xenakis, Lars Erickssong.
♪ And I suddenly found my glory ♪
Shit.
-Let the fun out. -[coughs]
-"Anger cannot churn the butter." -Churn the butter.
We must take it. We must take it!
Please move. Please move.
[woman] So, is Eurovision like The Voice?
It will never be enough
-No, it was a disaster. -Yes, but you did not quit.
Anger cannot churn the butter
-[both chuckling] -[whispering]
The Eastern Bloc countries are giving votes to Iceland.
No, I want to go club dancing so bad.
-Lars! -Yeah!
[laughter]
But I'm going to tell her to Eff off in the middle of the note so..
But if you don't win the contest,
pet tiger.
{\an8}-♪ Ja ja ding dong ♪ -♪ Ding dong! ♪
-Lars? -Yeah.
Why don't you just go ahead and sleep with everyone?
Hey, music, it's a tough biz.
[crowd] No!
You have to focus up. The semifinals are tomorrow.
Of course.
-[all exclaim] -The scarf!
[Lars] Whoo!
[clicks tongue] Aww...
CALMA
They will, of course, be disqualified  for changing their song,
Yes.
[woman] He misses his mother.
-Hello, Victor. -So...