Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. So far, pretty good.

Yeah, six-packs and YouTubes.

I-I-I know that thing that happened earlier

and I don't think of other people's feelings.

What in the hell, Sackson?

They like it. [scoffs]

But it's good to finally know

Oh, no. I auditioned.

I--o-o-o-okay, okay,

It's Tom Ford's small-batch conditioner.

- Happy birthday-- - Forty-fifth.

- [Jack] Mm. - [guests murmuring]

- [timer beeping] - Oh, fu--

I was like, "What?"

Oh, actually, you go with the grain.

Yes. I don't know what's going on.

Oh, whoa. Okay, shit.

Yeah. Can you believe that?

And also, he said he was cool and cutting-edge,

I get attached easily.

Rumination on mortality?

I see how it is.

Thank you. If Jack does propose--

[Evie] It is you.

You don't--that's not for you.

I'm-I'm just gonna--uh, no.

You're a waiter again.

If it's like a fairy tale, it is a fairy tale.

...what's going on?

Look, this is an important event for me

Liam Neeson, Don Cheadle?

Right? And then...

Isn't she, like, 23?

What rules, exactly?

Child actor thing?

Everybody close your eyes.

Ron, holy shit.

Jack's having an affair.

- Yes! - No. Throw them out.

You love parties that much?

[Jack] Oh, man.

I think it's at least medium awkward.

Only when I say, "My pleasure," as I hand people drinks.

Everybody, my God, okay?

The day of the shoot, Nels, my drug dealer, and I

for as long as I can remember.

Keep out of clients' non-party spaces!