Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Kraftwerk. RIP.

With a Hungarian, but first, with myself.

I wanna go to Budapest.

What is this? When did you start smoking menthols?

-Can you keep a secret? -I have lots of practice.

-[Alan] Whoa! -Come on. Just leave it.

-[in German] What's wrong with this lady? -She's not a real Berliner.

So, wh-- what is she? Is she, like, uh, a Marlene Dietrich type,

-See you tomorrow, yeah? Mm-hmm. -Yeah. Yeah.

-She thought the date went well. -I-- I--

I'm sorry, Mom? I gotta go.

-You know, like in Schindler's List? -Sure.

Right, right, right.

-[Nadia speaks Hebrew] -[Maxine speaks Hebrew]

by Lizzy making you a plaque for your grandma's building?

I found where he works, where he lives,

[Alan] Who knows what's gonna happen in that tunnel, right?

We can trust her. We wouldn't be here without her.

You know, like you said, we leveled up.

♪ Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares ♪

Oh, long gone. [chuckles]

-What? -Take Maxine to Budapest with you.

[indistinct chatter]

[music abruptly fades]

It's not just time that screws you up when you travel.

So where did you find this?

And raising a child as a single mother in this country

You give off much more of an accomplice vibe.

No, I'm not done.

-[door closes] -[breathes nervously]