Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[Missy] Oh God. -Woof. This is very sad.
Missy, why do all the guys at our school suck?
-Uh, Jay, where are we? -Nick's attic.
I'm sorry, Marty.
we should put the rest in a banana bread before it goes bad?
[romantic music plays]
I know. I feel like Fleabag going after the hot priest.
Come on, Jessi.
Sweetie, I'm talking to anybody who will listen.
Andrew, don't use the word "attack."
Yeah, they watched it. You didn't watch it?
Wow, he's really religious.
I can make this work.
♪ I'm seething With a murderous desperation ♪
Oh, come on!
I wouldn't mind seeing your plumpy rumpy in that hot little sex worker's uniform.
Yeah, that's the dream.
your family looks like a commercial for happiness.
Can't you just hire someone with a snowplow?
Are you kidding? It's one thing to come out to my devout family.
Looks like it's just you and me.
Out of the way, Dr. Sicko.
Okay, he is totally going to the hookup house.
Can't we just cut off his hands?
Hot action.
Yeah, pretty standard.
-The goddamn door. -The door?
Devon, Lola's winning. Come here.
[in robotic voice] Initiating life-saving mode.
Oh man, she's connecting to computer audio.
That's…
Where are we going?
Why are you on Zoom?
[moaning]
Unmitigated depravity. Cocaine. Squirting. Necrophilia.
Do you know your mommy's phone number?
Oh yeah, we needed that.
Well, that's great. [chuckles]
Tim Pelegrin had the hookup house.
No. I don't want anyone hooking up in my house, especially if I'm not.
Mm. [chewing]
But I thought we were gonna get freaky.