Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(grunts)
Oh, that is some pathetic shit.
Oh, my God, that is amazing.
Owen! Owen! Owen, you're fired!
But this depression shit.
of antidepressants for two years.
Abbi!
Why?
Dude, I don't think I've ever heard
If I had cancer, I would let you know.
- Whoo! - You know, Ilana,
I can't get the juice.
Oh, my God.
(bleep)
Matinees.
exclusive footage of how our show Broad City is made.
- (Abbi) Ilana? - Abigail?
♪ Work
- She's, like, a pretty mainstream artist. - Abbi, stop.
(bleep), okay.
I did.
- and I love it. - I love it.
(loud moaning)
it was really hard to write about depression
My mother is Aisha Johnson.
I hope you never get better.
Remember that?!
Friend!
Okay, give me ten... thousand watts.
Well, since I got pregnant with you.
Okay, it was just a phase.
I'm pot!
Yeah, there's no walls.
(click, shimmering sound) Please work.
Party party ya
like he's in a black hole.
Thanks.
Okay, dude, dude, dude, what do you need from me?