Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...try to get satellite photos on the next pass.
Oh, I'm sorry, nor is this heaven.
No, I'm pretty sure I'm dying.
What in God's name was that about?
How's it the same word for bread and snake and Friday and that damn dog?
Hey, I'm not the idiot who didn't--
- A true citizen of the world. - Right?
I'm afraid that isn't possible.
...than this. You know--
Well... Well, what?
So, yes, you are exactly the idiot who got us stuck.
Hello, Sterling.
The danger there is cytotoxins, which can cause severe necrosis.
James Mason, why are we in Baltimore?
another one of Lana's big "I told you so's."
A cobra bit my taint...
Oh, my God! How did I know that? Okay.
Seriously, I get y'all are upset, but I think I have a pinched ner--
Ray, back pocket down there, flask.
Scholarship to Johns Hopkins. Hmm.
Derman Gurpgork.
A sticky-fingered people, the Greeks.
Yes, Lana, clomp, meaning-- I know what clomp means.
Krieger, any word from Sterling?
We'll tell him his money's out in the desert covered with shit.
...almost impossibly light on her feet.
...that you are at all suited to a covert mission in Turkmenistan.
That's because the Flatows think they live under a fricking AT-AT.
Your mother doesn't know I'm here...
Well, the good news is we don't have to worry about these alligators.