Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Me too, maybe.
rat poison and baby powder and God knows what else.
Yes, it's safe.
Hi, Deb.
putting notes in my lunch box,
Show me.
she was already an addict, waiting to happen.
Now who sucks, huh? Cheater?
Oh, you're planning her funeral now, huh?
[EXHALING]
You know that's not true.
- I'm sorry. - You and me both.
All those empty chairs.
[CHUCKLES]
You said Lincoln in, um...
she needs support.
Jesus, Molly.
He was so clingy.
MOLLY: Well, you must love running.
Do you remember...
sensitive enough or if you'd stayed in your bad marriage,
No.
[MACHINE WHIRRING SOFTLY]
You look good.
or met back up with Eric or just disappeared.
The casino's booked solid,
she wouldn't trust me with her car.
Mrs. Wheeler, I'm hungry.
to get high.
Save the speeches for her funeral.
But even if I did have my license,
Let go and let God...
Oh, did I tell you we just got back from a trip to Napa?
How are the kids?
We can restrain her. We can give her fluids.
Yeah.
Come on.
We changed the locks last year
Yeah, then you really are an idiot.
Yes, they'll take some getting used to.
No, no, no, I can't wait.
- [GASPS] - It's me.
They hurt.
Huh?
Yeah, this is Molly.
I'm good.
- [DOOR OPENS] - [BEEPING]
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Since we're already here, I meant to ask you,
[BEEPS]
Molly, come on!
and then the next, you disappeared
Did you shoot up in here?
They're good.
[EXHALES SOFTLY]
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
Uh, I'll just have coffee, thanks.
That's what you get for sucking.
MOLLY: Yeah.
Have you heard from your sister?
Do I need to?
Today I'm not going to get high.
Wish I'd been around.
and he was...
swallowing your father's fucking bullshit.
Oh, boy. Well, when it's real, you let me know.
[BEEPING]
Fucking walk away!
You look wonderful.
- Here. - Thank you.
You're gonna walk away?
Is that her?
MOLLY: If I wasn't a junkie, would you even ask?
[BEEPING]
Fuck! Were you always this heartless bitch? Huh?
[EXHALES]
So I won my trial last week.
You suck. You suck.
Your gums are very inflamed.
Yeah, but if I had had sex for money to buy drugs,
I'm doing good.
If you're hoping for pity, there's none coming.
WOMAN: Molly.
Yeah, we'll see you on Monday.
- Stop it! - What the fuck!
Great to see you.
MAN: No, I'm good!
- Hi, kiddo. - DEB: Hi, Sean.
Hey, it's me.
Sean wants me to come back again on Friday and watch the kids.
That I'm not gonna let myself lose custody of my children to get high?
- The doctor's here. - I got it.
Pull over right here.
MOLLY: Ma.
- I'm done. - Oh, God. That's so convenient.
All right.
Oh!