Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Georgia-- -I need some air.

I need you not to talk to me,

I know. [inhales]

[Christmas music plays]

"Life is weird. Merry Christmas." Oh, Max.

-Okay, um-- -We should go.

-Is it me? Is it because of me? -No, it's not that simple.

-[Georgia inhales] -[nervous laugh]

[sobbing] I hate it.

[splutters] I have no idea, really, how many girls you would bring back here,

[Christmas music plays]

You have any upcoming trips planned?

-Oh, I just love you. -[chuckles] I love you too.

How's that going, by the…

I was the mayor before you got here.

[Corbin] Where did she go to school?

Okay. Merry Christmas.

You post a sexy photo of me without talking to me,

and marinating in your own toxins, and possibly dying of leaky gut.

-What's this? -[Austin] It's a zombie Marcus made.

[sighs] Show me.

They're gonna be here soon.

Oh, I heard the poem.

Nick's my friend, and he's starting to really care about you,

No thirst traps on official mayoral communications.

[sighs] It wasn't anything crazy.

A hundred years old?

You want him to leave now?

Today, tomorrow, forever.

She's got a cavapoo named Jacks.

If we're raising money for 'em, they might as well be invited.

Actually, you remind me of her.

Yeah. I'm just gonna shower.

[Georgia] She called me a monster.

[tense music intensifies]

I don't hate her.

♪ Hap-Hap-Hap-Happy New Year to ye ♪

[upbeat music plays]

No? Really? 'Cause I thought it went really well.

[Zion] Howard and Harvard.

Because no one thinks of the women and children. Ever.

He raised over 50 grand.

-[Ginny] Mom? -You burn yourself?

-[Georgia] I wanna see. -Stop!

Also, I hate Christmas, I hate love, and everything is shit.

I tried to keep you from it. I tried to protect you.

-♪ Round yon Virgin ♪ -[sobbing]

Oh, and the photo already has over a thousand likes.

-Am I so terrible? -[Paul] You're not terrible.

I love you, too.

I'm sorry, what?

I am so sorry that I missed this.

it was a mistake.