Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tea sounds nice.
Yes, well, it's good you're out of bed.
This is all my fault.
Let me grab it for you.
I hear those have been effective in many cases.
He likes the poem. He likes it not. He likes it. He likes it not.
I've already lost Sue.
What?
Well...
Yeah.
{\an8}The Truth's superb surprise
I'm not.
That's a new one.
I binged upon them late into the evening.
Frail. Susceptible.
Or in your own room.
There's nothing more that any of us can do.
and one thing led to another.
Is it really you?
Yeah.
Praise be. Let's get some food into you. Something that'll stick to your ribs.
Who's here?
But then I married your father...
And nobody's as fun as you, Em.
Night sweats.
Not a figment of my imagination?