Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

LUKE: No, I didn't mind.
Stay in this room.
Yeah. Oh‐oh.
[fussing]
What's up?
ERIN: Emily?
OFJOSEPH: May I see you out, Aunt Lydia?
BETH: We'll lose the opportunity.
[breathing heavily]
‐ You know what helps with those arteries?
in this house any time soon.
and a little less.
All right, go on. Get outta here.
Apple.
DR. PHILLIPS: That's it.
He'll probably be there for a while.
Uh, all your blood work came back normal.
Worse?
[fussing]
‐ That's all?
‐ I thought you said steak.
let's go.
for a Bearnaise sauce.
‐ Right.
MOIRA: Hi, baby girl.
[train whistles in the distance]
Pelvic ultrasound and pap look good, too.
for your meeting.
‐ May the Lord open.
[sinister music]
‐ All right, Chef Mansplainer.
Then she's gone.
Shit! Fuck!
‐ May the Lord open.
[Beth sighs]
‐ And thanks.