Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but their curse is that they'll never get to prove it.
No longer do I have to throw my parties in international waters.
- I hope I don't sweat on you. - You can sweat on me.
He was always ready with a joke or rum balls in his pockets for the kids.
10%? I can't fire any of these people.
Fantastic.
It seems that things are lining up once again for old Liz Lemon.
He sure did!
Daddy's not dead!
before this takes the traditional Donaghy turn for the worse?
Hey, Liz. You want to hang out tonight?
Dad?
Even though there is the whole confession thing, that's no free pass...
Well, well, Other Liz...
because there is a crushing guilt that comes with being a Catholic.
you know, because of "The Da Vinci Code."
It's Donaghy, not Donahy!
Lemon, are you OK?
Look, I know I've been nothing but trouble to you your entire life...
Diapers, mace, Houston to Orlando in nine hours... blammo!
Turn it! Don't give up, Ponytail.
Seriously, don't even start with me! Don't start with me!
To Pop, the sorriest bastard that ever walked the Earth.
No, it's not wrong.
To know that they'll be there after I'm dead,
Sketches, promos, web content... thoughts for next season.
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