Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[all continue chuckling]

Okay. So, I have an explanation for everything.

I am gonna handcuff myself to Stan's desk in protest.

I can't forgive you.

I'll just treat it like a story.

But I will do anything to make it right.

There's nothing to explain. She doesn't want to see you.

You don't fire your anchor over something like this.

[somber music playing]

The surgery on her shoulder went well. She should make a full recovery.

and I thought, perhaps, you might know something about it.

-When? -When I have to.

The fucking man!

I know Jean Enersen.

That doesn't concern me?

-♪ Oh we… ♪ -[doorbell rings]

Can't imagine coming to work and not seeing you, Mularkey.

Your hair is flawless.

and that turned out pretty great.

Stan it was me. Only me. Tully had nothing to do with it.

You know, I'll cancel it. This is way more important.

I've lost the thread.

[Tully exhales]

[inhales] I've got an idea.

I'm not leaving until you talk to me.

-Which is when? [chuckles] -I'll let you know when it happens.

Our ratings have dipped 15%, and we need to know why.

-[Tully] I get it, babe. -[object clatters on table]

I mean, all the shitty feedback from those stupid focus group assholes,

[somber music playing]

-What the hell was that? -I know. He's such a dick.

God, I admire the hell out of you right now, Tul.

She's trying to save my butt, right, Theo?

-[Kate] Hmm. -Sounds very American. I like it.

I'm Tully Hart, bringing you the heart of the story.

[reporter 4] Tully, how does it feel to almost kill a teenage girl?

I was by the gym earlier, and the door for the pool was open.

And with time ticking down, inmate 573 is running out of options.

That's what these focus groups are supposed to do, right?

[chair screeches]

Hope you're happy.

[Stan] Are you naked under that blanket?

I'm… I'm so fine with it.

Well, my calendar did just open up.

It's the price of being your friend.

I am not me without you.

What Eugene did to us was way worse.