Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're not to blame for this. This is not your fault.
Oh, it's happening! Grace!
This week? That's too soon.
(Blender whirring)
Let me be your Valium. I'm Frankie Valium.
Yeah. Hey.
Anytime.
You know, considering...
Oh, boy! Beat it!
Thank you, Brianna. She's going to get him, finally.
(Laughing) And in your world he would appreciate that email because?
TThe trouble with your socialist birthday cake is it’s very rich.
She's not going to drink that.
No! No. Directions are bullshit.
And for me.
What? What do you mean he's going to call me back?
- OK. What happened? - Nothing!
- I hate these. - I know.
Talkin' about a baby.
♪ Sing your own special song
- Let it out. - Just breathe.
- Bless you! - God bless you!
And where will I be, Sergeant, at 0400?
Let's just do this after you've marinated the chicken.
You thrive on it, and it makes you feel more important
- She's claustrophobic. - (Ringing)
- Ow. - Ah. (Grunts)
I don't want to just share secret looks.
(Softly) It's better that we're doing this together.
- She's perfect! - (Baby crying)
She's not telling anyone. Believe me, I've tried.
- Yes, I will hold. - (Blender whirring)
What's going on with you, Bud?
God! There's less air down here.