Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-This was supposed to be a celebration. -We can still figure this out.

So you can tell your daughter you helped me do the right thing.

Uh, sure. I mean that part I could take or leave,

You're seeing things in absolutes. We can wriggle out of this.

Everything falls apart and I end up alone.

I've gone with you this far. In for a penny, in for a pound, right?

as relationships between addicts often are.

I'm just saying, if I tried to pitch that story, no one would publish it.

I'm just saying this information out loud so I don't forget it.

We're trying to understand if your friend has ever exhibited certain patterns...

For Best Director... Oh, Horse Professor.

Oof! And then there's me, putting my picture on the menu!

that looked exactly the same.

You've got irises, haven't you? And pupils and corneas?

I have a book to write.

I didn't leave her, I was with her!

That's really bad, BoJack.

No, you're talking to Max. I'm Mr. Peanutbutter.

for another in a series of extravagant world tours all by myself.

Oh-ho! Fantastic.

-Have you changed? -Yes, obviously.

This shouldn't take more than a half hour, max.

Since I got out of rehab I have been on my best behavior.

- It's Horse Professor!

-Unless New Mexico isn't the story. -Uh, what?

Oh, Baxter, my endlessly encouraging enfianced.

and I wanted the theme to be my face is on the front of the menu.

Oh, my God, I gotta go!

-Why don't we just tell him we had sex? -I can't lie to my fiancé about sex!

Before we do, let's widen our frame a tad.