Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[chuckles] -Wally, you are incredible.

Look, I cannot help you if you don't talk to me.

You know why I like living here?

It's just that my best friend got divorced and moved to Australia.

I, uh, go for hikes,

But because of you, he's only talking to me about potatoes!

I never got that here. -Until today.

I'm sorry, Mr. Laird.

Not even at Cirque du Soleil?

"Oh, boy." Is that all you got? "Oh, boy."

[Meg laughs] -Paul's the office next door.

I didn't see it coming. -I'm so sorry!

We were those once. -Yeah.

they made me feel guilty for not getting better.

You fucked up. Created a dual relationship.

[clicks tongue] No, that's not it.

[chuckles] If only.

Is he a certified hottie?

Still, I should've asked your permission. -No, don't do that.

I know you are, but I'm right here with you.

And she also said that if the penis is weird,

I mean, shit, Wally.

Nah. They'd be pretty weirded out if they knew I lived with my therapist.

So you really think it's important that I do this now?

These are apology bagels. I didn't mean to narc on you.

These are outside clothes. I-I just can't.

it's better to find out now.

I overheard Jimmy, um,

[announcer speaking indistinctly]

Great. Good for you. -Yeah.

Oh, my God. I'm a demented freak. -You are not. You are not. Hey, stop it!

Nice! -Three boys.

I've just never seen a grown man on a trampoline before.

Two, I'm taking this glass. I'll bring it back.

Ah. -I'm sorry.

All right. See you then. Bye, sweetheart.

[Liz] Hey, cutie. -[Alice] Hey.

but that's not good.

No. I got it. Leave it. -Are you sure?

pick out the good ones, cut them with my saw,

and-- and Dave's mom is staying with us until her foot heals.

It's not really a good time. My daughter's coming by.

I'll wait here, and have her sign your medical power of attorney.

I didn't ask. [sighs]

[breathes shakily]

How did you, uh, stumble into that topic? [chuckles]