Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I thought that was gonna go the other way.

Can't keep getting caught off guard.

All the ladies are getting concealed carry permits.

In parking garages, walking the street, even at work.

Mom, do you really not know who I am? Me, famous BoJack?

-Hi, Mom. -Do I know you?

Maybe I could put something in that sweet mouth of yours

then my trouser-maidens lift the legs simultaneously to avoid wrinklage.

-You know I hate guns, right? -I know.

[breathless gasp] Whoa...

I wouldn't want to be around one of those ladies

-Why would I... -You know Courtney Portnoy.

-Guys, sharing is caring! -[grunts]

You want to watch another Horsin' Around episode?

Oh, it's gonna be great! I can't wait to see the look on her face.

I'm tired of trying to help men understand

You're not being paid for polite conversation.

All this time you thought I was just another damsel in distress,

But now, she's gonna die

I wonder if there's a way to make math fun.

Hush, Henrietta. That's my son on the television.

Yup, she sure remembers all the important people.

when we tell you our stories.

You always could play the fool, BoJack.

- but I'm afraid you were mis... guided. -[gun cocks]

to put the power in my own hands.

born fully formed from the ass of Satan.

you gotta worry about!

-Okay... -Then after the show,

But if they already do feel unsafe,

-and I can sleep on the couch. Right? -[groans]

Like, what are we doing sitting in a conference room?

BoJack, what happened to the fudgesicles I bought?

-You have no idea... -Yes. I have no idea?

You can do anything if you believe in yourself.