Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, you don't want children?
And then...
How's yours?
Not to your liking?
I'm sorry. This is so selfish of me, going on and on...
of yellow fever within a mile of Amherst,
Emerson.
And, Sue, he adores you.
I must unburden myself of this long-kept secret.
"In the long sunny afternoon The plain was full of ghosts
you wear a ring.
I was...
The doctor isn't expected until this afternoon.
Emily, can you please, please not die?
And all the Dead, lie down
I've finished the face.
And then the three of you were born.
That was a pretty fun waste of an afternoon.
Will you make sure to make me look pwump?
{\an8}The Truth must dazzle gradually
Up and at 'em. Feeling good.
Yes.
Some medicine, some balm, something?
Well, I should get back to bed.
Emily.
Thank you.
Maybe... don't.