Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was alone.
Well, we're going to have clean this mess up, aren't we?
of pulling up his own trousers.
Wild theories, Bill.
We can't be late.
I can't.
-(ANASTASIA HUMS) -CALEB: Hey, Mrs. Whitney?
You know what I learned?
(CLEMENTINE PENNYFEATHER GROANS)
The same as I have.
WILLIAM: I think the public is ready to unleash
What was it Fitzgerald said about second acts?
Goodnight, William.
-♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -(CALEB GRUNTS)
Who are you?
WILLIAM: I know a few things about you as well.
(GROANS, BREATHES HEAVILY)
Because you, my friend, are a featherweight with drink.
No sign of any hosts in there.
CHRISTINA: He stalked her. Contemplated killing her.
Oh my God.
(CLICKS TONGUE) We're missing you
Senator Ken Whitney. Proud representative
Waiting for your permission to rebuild my business.
So this cabin you were living in...
Of course. I-- I didn't mean anything.
I'm afraid it's a private course, Mr. Vice President.
CHRISTINA: Yeah, I thought I would catch up on work.
So are we going to talk about it?