Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't mind, though.

WOMAN: And I wasn't wearing red shoes

-Okay! Thanks for stopping by! -Why the... Shh.

You know, we got some of those!

What? They trying to prank Haywood?

(clicks tongue)

-Now, that is a gift. -(audience laughing)

-(balloon pops) -(Gordy screeching frantically)

DIRECTOR: That's all right. Pick it up from there.

-(panicked shouting) -(people screaming)

(distorted): ♪ I wear my sunglasses... ♪

And they let Clover out, man.

Luan Loud render Useless

ANNOUNCER (recorded): Welcome to the Star Lasso Experience,

-That's all I'm saying. -He's right.

Uh, would you like one?

What you mean, Ant?

(screaming and chatter fade)

(wild shrieking in distance)

♪ Three kids on the floor... ♪

♪ Control of me? ♪

like, we can save some lives.

Details, you know?

Uh, you can see some fragments still falling from the sky.

Whoa. Look at me, man.

-Safety meeting. -Yeah.

Uh, ratings were huge.

-(chuckles) That's good. -EMERALD (stammering): Hold up.

and you're a liability right now.

Like, a-a fucking saucer?

WOMAN (on TV): May I briefly say, I don't know for a fact

(grunting, panting)

EMERALD: Well, look at that.

Now, just to be clear, what we saw

for the L.A. County coast and valleys

it was illegal for you to...

-(objects clattering) -(gruff panting)

Many a glory-seeking hunter has attempted to defeat it,

(horse neighing in distance)

(Gordy panting)

(OJ screams, grunts)

-Okay. Hold. -(Fynn laughing)

Get the bug off the fucking thing!

texting me back right now.

So they changed the name to UAPs.

Luan Loud Skin Is Purple

-Great. -There's another "great" grandfather.

EMERALD: All right. Shot's up, then.

Thanks for coming up.

♪ And it hid in a tree ♪

that rode the horse?

EMERALD: Hey, yo!

Yeah, look, w-we doing a camera test

(Angel chuckling)

man, I'm talking rich and famous for life.

Goddamn right we are.

of videos of flying shit online.

♪ Na-na-na, na-na-na ♪

Well, we looking for the impossible shot.

ANGEL: Who the hell is that?

Remember those names, folks.

-Doc-Documentary. -ANTLERS: Oh, that's better.

(music continues in distance)

(Antlers coughing)

(panicked shouting)

So, Gordy's Home is a short-lived but fabled sitcom

-Let's go. -Where?

(hollow, metallic thumping)

YOU'LL KNOW SOON ENOUGH.

(horse whinnies)

♪ Na-na-na, na-na-na ♪

(quietly): Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am.

You don't believe the flood narrative, do you?

(whispering): Come on, come on, come on.

And you have no idea how to tell time.

OTIS SR.: Thought I told you to fix the damn walker.

-reporting live from Agua Dulce -(pained grunting)

They're giving us a real show today.

-Em! Who the hell is that? -Fuck.

OJ: ...you know people gonna come

♪ You know that I am... ♪

Come on, man. The little guys with the big eyes.

How exactly do you enter an agreement with a fucking...

-The staff. Shout-out. -(whooping, excited shouting)

just hit his limit.

(hoofbeats galloping)

I can find a ride.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

You know I ain't trying to run it up.

(distorted screaming fades)

-MAN: Hey, hey! -(indistinct arguing)

because we share a love of the aurora borealis, Gordy.

And we've been recording it, so we got it.

OJ: Uh, I'm gonna need like five...

(motors powering down)

What happens when an electric bike

-OJ: Yeah, good horse. -(Emerald sighs)

on Google Maps.

Thank you for the opportunity.

It was Scorpion King, actually.

Come back again.

due to an accident on the southbound 101.

Like Ancient-fucking-Aliens down.

(sighs, grunts)

Acting all territorial.

if you're looking for crafty.

My wife would know!

One that you'll be seeing here today.

Thank you. I sure will.

(screams, whimpers)

Where he going?

Stay on it, Em. I'm staying up.

TOM: And of course I set it to Icelandic time because we share

-(wild shrieking) -(booming, rumbling)

Pops did something when he made this place.

Yeah. Well, people started paying attention.

We good. I mean, he don't know shit.

I got to get up early anyway.

Is this, uh, Antlers Holst?