Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-My mother. -That's right.
I was joking. I don't want any trouble.
-Why don't you tell her now? -It's not the same.
Oh, my God!
-the shootout at the county fair, the-- -[vibrations and buzzing]
[Ethan] You heard the boss man.
You are going to write a glowing feature about my client and her new movie.
-Oh. -Dead mom.
That was, like, 15 minutes of lie. Plus, you don't want to meet my mom.
-Wait, what? -Glorify your source,
Not painful, boring. This place sucks.
shit was that?
-Excuse me! -...make no mistake.
-[Todd] Ha! That sounds hilarious! -What the hell are you doing on this call?
-It isn't there, until it is. -Thank you, very colorful.
But if we get to this time next year, she's still hanging on,
-[gunfire] -[screaming]
do you remember the name of that super nice elder care facility
You didn't know my mom.
Did I drive all the way home without realizing I was holding a gun?
'round-the-clock medical care,
Which dumb show? New one or old one?
I am sick and tired of real-life gun violence
-Yeah, now you're talking. -When you put it that way,
BoJack, I don't know about this.
A woman mass shooter? Oh, no, that really is bad news!
Right. Well, we still have the county fair shootout.
-People tell me that. -[groans]
Right, if they already feel unsafe anyway.
Excuse me, could you point me in the direction of an H&M?
[groans] Fine. We'll come back. Happy?
Okay, Chomsky, when I want you to talk,
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