Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Who's a little Rashomon face?
Okay, okay, we-- we have to bring her back.
Where are you going? Nadia?
[sentimental music playing]
My fucking neck is killing me.
Oh, because you're so old.
Look.
Well, you couldn't change anything.
Horse?
-[chuckles softly] -[baby coos]
She loves Lizzy.
What?
♪ Shine on, you crazy diamond ♪
Yeah, I know it won't make a difference, but, uh--
[whispers] We got this. We got this.
Ruth's here. Not so bad.
[water bubbles]
[chuckles]
Ah-ha! There's my birthday girl.
Tabula rasa.
[Alan] Is that your train?
Miss, please, give room for my babies.
You have to stop beating yourself up for not being there.
[train screeches]
He went anyway.
[exhales] Look at this.
He was never going to stay. I was never going to go.
To them, this is all status quo normal.
This is a Brooklyn Bridge-City Hall bound 6 train. Next stop…
There's an emergency exit around the corner
We can handle this.
Do you hear that?
[scoffs] Come on.