Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You want some help? - I'm good.

Ridiculously simple, isn't it?

What? We don't have a thing.

- Well, you assumed wrong. - I'm sorry.

George, as it turns out, I won't be able to go with you to the bonsai expo.

It wasn't subtle.

I want you to leave me alone, OK?

- Ow... ow... - I'll make it up to you.

Honey, take over a minute. I'm giving a speech.

Well, this is really neat.

Listen, continuing to see him would just give him false hope.

This endless suspicion of yours has become very tiring.

- I'm on the pill, for God's sakes! - OK.

In that moment,

I wanted to, but I kept putting it off. I knew how you'd react.

Keeps blathering on about blackmail notes and dead babies.

- But if you feel threatened... - I don't feel threatened.

But he told her he wasn't the marrying kind.

I did, I... I think.

- Annabel is ancient history. - She's in the next room.

I'm not looking to break up a happy couple.

...try to... fit in.

Thank you! And you!

Don't you think it spices up the room?

Not good. My cardiologist is an idiot.

It doesn't matter if she has feelings for me as long as I'm not interested.

You know what I'm gonna miss most about him?

Thank you, Edie.

OK. OK! Susan made me do it.

You just had to be there.

She's right over there.

I find, with the right chemicals, you can get rid of almost anything.

They'll take me away. Take you away. Don't you get that?

The biological mother was a drug addict.

I don't wanna be your girlfriend or hang out.

I'll deliver him back to you as soon as I can.

you know, throwing gravel in your face.

Oh, that's my cell. Sorry.

It's not a wedding, it's a commitment ceremony. Now sit down and...

- Keep your friends close... - Keep your enemies closer.