Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, no, it's what you say in theater. Sorry, sorry.
- or any of the other Sawyers. - Douglas?
Pretend you're in a play called Sawyer Climbs a Fence.
It's revenge. And now he's in Josh's dressing room.
- Side bet? - Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. We ha-we have a side bet going.
Obviously, because you're sitting out here.
Tell me about it. Tap? Yeesh.
I should have just told you the truth instead of inventing
I don't know. Please don't hurt me.
Oh, my.
- I-I'm Sawyer J. - Well, then, I'm sorry.
I don't want to toot my own horn but...
What's in this? Is that licorice or lipstick?
and hopefully Josh will recover in time for tonight's show.
That-that isn't...
Oh, hey, Douglas.
- the best burger's gonna be Louise's. - Gene's
- Oh. Right. - Right.
And also, diced olives and licorice pair really well.
a bunch of pennies at a trash can.
Seemed a little like you wanted a one-way ticket
that I made up the whole sabotage thing as a way
Josh will be so grateful that he won't be crushed
Yeah, I mean, but nothing inappropriate.
Douglas knew I was coming out here.
Even if I did do it, why would that mean
Oh, yes. I'm very interested in making
He's the dumb Sawyer.
♪ He's done. ♪
- And then we can go our separate ways? - Sure.
I have to tell you something, too.
One made by me, one by Louise.
Oh. I'm alive.
It's a good plan. Hey, uh...
all the ingredients you need upstairs?
Did I die? Is this heaven?
Suspect.
- I'm alive! - Great. Now open the gate.
- Ugh, I'm making my own burger. - What?