Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Aah! Five-0. Five-0.
Bring them.
Why not? She's been coming to your rescue since you were in short pants.
Yee... Oh, no!
How would you not? Who am I, Karl Landsteiner?
Uh, yeah, his name's Houdini. Whom I wish you were.
Heh. Yeah, about that... Noah, not now. And two...
Then kill each other. And then shut up.
Dungeon. Us. Crab. Huh?
Ray, I'm kidding. Don't be like that.
Oh, come on. These crabs, this time, were not my fault.
Re-evaluate your entire life. And yes, I'm sure.
"ArcherSucks." No.
Missed it by that much. Shut up.
You know what? Yes. Here's what we do.
Right? Language center of the brain...
Shit. Lana!
- ...but there's a lot of weird sexual tension. - Ha!
Did you try "guest"?
Oh, and Riley said he no longer finds you attractive because you're too old.
Winner winner chicken dinner
Well, try.
He... Who knows? Maybe he had a brain aneurysm.
God only knows what kind of torture Sterling's going through.
...and used to slit an anthropologist's bird-like throat.
Son of a bitch!