Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

AUNT LYDIA: Testifying is...
what it was that I felt,
Kicked him to the curb.
Oh! [chuckles]
RYAN: Ms. Clements.
in six weeks. ‐ Six weeks!
I swear I do! I love her!
Such a good girl.
HANDMAIDS: [chanting] Breathe.
in her life.
♪ And never brought to mind? ♪
‐ Oh! Ofmatthew!
Relief. [knock on door]
I'm sorry. I, um...
among you.
He needs me!
Oh, no! Oh, no!
NOELLE: Buddy!
No one is without sin,
Hey, buddy. RYAN: Mom!
‐ Yes!
I don't actually like you.
‐ Is this true, Ofmatthew?
I'd say no.
obedient,
She sends the child to school without breakfast,
Poor thing.
her friends, her school.
LYDIA: Hmm.
‐ I'm fond of you, too.
[sobbing]
You can't be alone.
‐ My fault.
[Guardians shouting orders]
‐ Testify.
‐ It's my understanding
but too deep to see.
LYDIA: Amen.
‐ From what?
[muffled sobbing] [whistle blows]
What made her put on that bomb vest.
♪ And we rely on each other ♪
♪ Ah‐ah ♪
in the flesh.
♪ Ah‐ah ♪
NOELLE: Uh‐huh. And? ‐ You're welcome, dear.
‐ Maybe you should get a different job.
Environment cannot be underestimated
as empty of sin.
JUNE: Who can remember pain,
NOELLE: Sorry. I am so sorry!
‐ I've never seen anyone so devoted.
So why don't you both join me for dinner?
Out of sight, out of mind.
I'm dressing for tips, asshole.
Hard to believe teaching's your second career.
Her school. In Brookline. ‐ Go to the gate.
OFJOSEPH: Dead.
Anyway.
♪ No one in between ♪
JANINE: Ofmatthew.
‐ Mrs. Mackenzie asked you to stop!
what you knew
Hold.
I know you don't give a shit about
Me when I have my period and someone comforts me….
when you tell her.
‐ Yeah.
I love her!
[sobbing]