Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...have you been drinking again?
Totally. So how's your life?
I get that.
Look, Marissa, this is my third strike, and I don't feel like getting kicked out.
You were wonderful.
- Good to see you, Neil. - Sandy.
But this could mean that maybe the dark days are over.
Should've told him you'd be there.
Even though it's addressed to Kirsten and me.
College letters, senior prom. This family's on a streak.
If you paid attention to anything other than that hospital...
Sandy's gonna take this really hard.
- Where's your friend? - He's not my friend.
- Supposed to be keys, I can't find them. - There's a patrol car up the street.
- Hey, Ryan...? - It's okay, it's okay.
- Ryan? - Yup?
We got the money, so forget it.
Isn't that Greg Hodes?
Try not to faint.
If you feel so strongly about family, how could I not wanna be part of yours?
- I'm sorry, Cohen. - No, it's okay. It's for the best.
So I could keep my mouth shut and hope you lose...
I'm glad you did.
The work guy. How did that go?
You're thinking about my dad?
Just don't, okay?
I look forward to tomorrow night.
And after you left, things got interesting in the limo...
...with the District Attorney's investigation of Dr. Griffin...
Oh. Okay, well, then why don't I just go pick us up food...
There's a party tomorrow night at the yacht club.
Especially the relapse.
Honey, you're always horny.
I'd like to think so.
...and my applause for his speech will be so tepid.
- Hey, sis. - Hey.
I'm asking you to.
Then why doesn't Kirsten know?
- Is everything okay? - Yeah.
Neil, why aren't you ready for the party?
He's involved in this business deal, and...