Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

RAVI: The electricity entered the body through her hands.
Guy you're secretly pretending I am, or a vision?
Enough.
Sasha ran her down to the station managers in every top 100 market in the country.
You're allowed to be happy.
- WOMAN: Sasha! Sasha! - MAN #1: Shut it off!
Actually, the harbor is empty.
You think Oksana is this Chattanooga chick?
We have nothing in common other than being half-dead.
She wanted us to put it together.
It would've been nice to get a heads-up.
Ms. Taylor, where were you at the time of Sasha's murder?
That also gave you plenty of time to call in as Cheated On In Chattanooga.
A dozen witnesses who saw her at a "Booty Boot Camp."
Is that a blow-up sex doll?
We mock ads up to pitch new customers, but Kaley's Southern accent
Dr. Oppenheimer, you love me.
You're asking because you might wanna ask her out?
Of course.
I mean, I don't even need to be this attractive.
I'm not sure what you're up to, but it seems to involve spiraling.
SASHA: Come on, ladies. The world is full of eligible men,
Things have been kind of crazy,
Someone needs to tell you that self-sabotaging is not the answer.
your relationship with your mom,
JANE LYNCH: Bitch, get a clue!
It takes a special kind of charisma to get people to tune in and listen. Sasha had it.
Chill out. Slow and steady wins the race.
It's just icing.
Who couldn't use some straight talk?
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
What did they do to you in there?
Really, Liv?
If I'm gonna puke in your trash bin, do I need to go through the basketball hoop?
Shut it off! Shut it off!
All right? I saw something in the Candyman's car
And you don't think I'd be featured in the pages of Hunks Quarterly?
You are too selfless, too wrapped up in saving me.
ANNOUNCER: Previously on iZombie...
Not your usual type.