Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Her name was Brown Car... la.

-[door opens] -Good news, the results are in!

But your fits of sardonic japery amused, to a point, until you impregnated me.

Where's Mr. Peanutbutter?

-Oh. -...and drew Xs over their eyes.

Have you been eating gluten and also not having sex with your husband?

-Pull over now! -Jesus. Fine.

-Ugh! You said give you a few minutes! -I didn't think it would take this long.

Wait, I'm almost... Oh, no.

Nothing? Nothing for Josh Radnor. How quickly we forget.

I'm sorry it's so unpleasant for you

is there any chance one of them got pregnant

That's so stupid. She time-travels and she's a medium?

I am being supportive.

The scrapbook! She has that list of all the other women you slept with.

Yeah, yeah, I was gonna, but then, you know, 9/11 happened...

-is in this bedroom. -All right, guy.

Then when you get an office, you can do whatever you want.

my client Tony Tromboni has been making movies

Oh! I'm so sorry. Where are my manners? Please come in.

-[moaning and panting, muffled] -[clattering]

that after we made sweet love, and he didn't call me again,

Am I talking a lot? I feel I'm talking a lot.

-But this is the hard part. -I need you to drop out of the race.

Did you give up my secret baby in the year 2000?

-I'm just a humble officer of the law. -Okay.

Yeah! Breakfast!

Wha...? That's so weird. You must have dialed it wrong.