Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Clyde's been saying mean things about me on social media again.
God, no.
Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe.
- Ha, yeah, Phoebe. - Two more left.
What kind of candy bar? Doesn't matter.
Classic Edgar.
Five, four, three,
See, people are taking a closer look at him.
Holy shit.
Post-election, first order of business.
Well, no.
Here we go. Five, four...
Oh, my God, is that a snatch alert?
of my economic council. He's great.
Wait, what?
That's Monica.
That's fine. I'll take care of it, Skipper.
So... why would he do that if he's just gonna turn around
That's horribly irresponsible.
- with the Kohl brothers. - What did you have to give up?
Ha...
Ah, yeah. Ha, ha, ha.
Have you thought about what our lives
Because I said so, Edgar.
I'm so sorry, Marty.
- If we attack strong... - Whoa, slow down there, cowboy.
Jesus, Doug.
All right, so I'm standing there with Seth, right?
So I'll have his aide reach out and set up a time...
It seems that Ron hedged his bets
we can still win this thing.
Excuse me.
he still thinks it's World War Two.
Don't even worry about it.
Douglas, for you.
Oh, I don't want to get Phoebe sick.
the PowerPoint on the fucking Cuba pitch?
Don't be so locked into societal conventions.
You know I've been a good soldier.
economic advisor.
Hey, Marty, did you ever watch Gilligan's Island?
when I am building hotels with Marriott in Cuba.
She's actually got a very smart plan,