Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are they talking about?

I'm not a therapist! I'm a therapy horse,

for Saoirse Ronan's production company, Saoirse and Rescue.

-How did you get me on the plane? -We did a Weekend at Bernie's.

Thank you for... [clears throat] this.

All my clients get sober, I am a winner, put my picture on a magazine. [slurps]

Just the kidney. We don't need to be up-sold on other innards.

Oh, look. People who selected kidneys might also enjoy small intestines.

The barley was from Portland, Maine, but the brewery is in Portland, Oregon!

So, my horse body is a prison that I can never escape.

the only thing I wanted was not to be an assistant anymore.

-Why? -To get back my kidney and save Mom

like you've done my entire life, you can get on board?

let's wrap this up quick so you can all go back to getting me wrong coffees.

and it's no longer appropriate in today's climate.

Okay, I'm going in.

Okay. I'm just saying, since you started, you've been pretty down.

-I'm just gonna let go. -Don't--

it is unfathomable to me that it can ever be curbed, so instead, I drink!

-Todd, this is serious. -Yes, I understand.

-[bell ringing] -Howdy, howdy!

-Can you drive me home? -[sighs]

to allow her to hurt me?

Which, by the way, is the only thing you ever gave me.

You don't care about me! You're scared of this guy.

the whole being kidnapped across state lines?

by giving them little vanity cards at the end of episodes,

[thunder strikes]

-Well, yes, technically, that's true. -Of course you did this to me.