Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[whimpers, shouts]

[scoffs softly]

[Diego] I don't get it, I mean...

-What should I say? -Just...

We need to leave before Carl gets back.

You want me to leave Dallas?

Do you wanna tell me why I'm here?

[Ben spluttering]

The holy union of our multiple spirits.

All 12 members of our board...

[takes deep breath]

[distorted] ...balls.

-♪ Am I sexual? ♪ -[Ray grunts, coughs]

-I won't. -Good to see you, brother.

Get out of the car.

Apparently, Robert Kennedy's people reached out from the AG's office.

♪ Polk salad Annie ♪

[groans, growls]

There's a name for what he has. We can get him the help he needs.

[piano music slows, goes off-key]

Nothing's impossible.

Uh, do you happen to know where the Midwest Soybean Society is meeting?

Baby, that... [chuckles]

There has to be another way.

We practiced the suspended, extended, four-part unification.

-Okay! -Hey, Daddy.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

-♪ Now throw your hands up in the air ♪ - [struggling grunts]

-No way. -[Ben] Well,

You know, some say the best luck is to die at the right time.

What do you mean?

Listen to me, you useless puke bag,

[Zoe Muth's "Give Me A Reason To Stay" plays over radio]

[whimpers] I just had the strangest dream.

[Luther sighs heavily]

I don't wanna forget you.

[clears throat] I heard a rumor... [echoing]

And I do expect you to be packed up and gone

They have to stay.

-What about doomsday? -Won't happen.

Oh! You... are...

[thumps counter] It's not fair.

Yeah, I wanna make my own decisions, you know, pick my own team.

[chatter continues]

In the sex swing.

Look, a mom and her eight-year-old son are not gonna screw up the timeline, Five!

-Oh... Oh, hey... Oh! -[Jill] Mmm...