Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I was trying... - You lied about the note
the police wouldn't even have looked for her. I just thought...
Angel!
You wanted to adopt that little boy, but... I wanted her.
Homer!
we'd never, not once... touched.
I don't have to kill you."
Come on, come on, come on!
That's right.
You did it.
It's okay.
Yeah, for, um... Betty Broderick-Allen.
- Help us! - Get us out of here!
Come closer.
Are you okay to finish?
If we don't try to help her, then we aren't who we say we are.
Come back to the room.
Then... I'm going to eat it.
Get out.
Oh, did you remember to give them your Triple A card at the front desk?
- Easy, easy. - I'm sorry.
We drank water from a trough.
but I get to hold my Stan one more time.
Take me with you!
Help us, please!
We had kept each other alive.
What's... what's happening?
- Slow. Hap, slow! - We're prisoners!
This one.
Oh... Uh...
for over seven years, to be specific.
I'm keeping this one.
and a road... going somewhere.
They were too big and I felt myself go under
You know what second-hand trauma is?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Thank you.