Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's gotta be 8:00 AM somewhere.

- Okay. - Right?

President Meyer!

What did you think of Nikolai?

that when your fiancé exposed himself to a police woman

Pick up your fucking chairs!

- Exactly. - I don't have a hotel room.

- Yes, ma'am. - My back is just killing me, too.

That's not the Buddy Calhoun I see in the mirror.

- We are, in fact, lovers. - What?

But I've had time to reflect since that moment.

- Oh, tuck in. - I got shotgun.

I was just saying that for the cameras.

- Madam President! - Murman, it's so good to see you!

- Please hold for Secretary Doyle. - God damn it.

- I'm good. - Well, we'll send you the details.

If I might have a private word.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

and there's no terry cloth robe or shower cap.

- from the race for governor. - No!

If you told him that rava ganavlis was chakapuli,

All the cool guys wear the band's T-shirt.

- right? - Right.

Yeah, in Finland, we call this the fever of the sausage.

grotesque country I have ever been to

but if not, you know, maybe you and me could do something.

There he is! Nikolai!

and we're all going to dinner tonight.

But it's time for a change,

Selina Meyer is truly the godmother of the Caucasian Spring.

except shittier in every conceivable way.

It's a very kind offer, but I already have a better job working for President Meyer.

I'd kill for a job where I could wear flats all day.

Ames, who's your favorite character on "Downton"?

- Mm, such a terrible killer. - Tragic, yes.

The tire was full of fish. It's a great story.

the Tbilisi Bauxite Miners.

I like you, dimples.

Well, you were a last minute addition to the trip,

gave me the rest of the night off so I could put on my tourist hat.