Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...have you been drinking again?
So I could keep my mouth shut and hope you lose...
And after you left, things got interesting in the limo...
Should've told him you'd be there.
- I'm sorry, Cohen. - No, it's okay. It's for the best.
- Ryan? - Yup?
You're thinking about my dad?
There's a party tomorrow night at the yacht club.
- Is everything okay? - Yeah.
I look forward to tomorrow night.
I'm glad you did.
I'm asking you to.
Even though it's addressed to Kirsten and me.
- Supposed to be keys, I can't find them. - There's a patrol car up the street.
- Good to see you, Neil. - Sandy.
Just don't, okay?
Neil, why aren't you ready for the party?
Honey, you're always horny.
Totally. So how's your life?
I get that.
He's involved in this business deal, and...
I'd like to think so.
- Where's your friend? - He's not my friend.
If you paid attention to anything other than that hospital...
- Hey, sis. - Hey.
We got the money, so forget it.
Look, Marissa, this is my third strike, and I don't feel like getting kicked out.
The work guy. How did that go?
But this could mean that maybe the dark days are over.
...and my applause for his speech will be so tepid.
College letters, senior prom. This family's on a streak.
Especially the relapse.
You were wonderful.
Oh. Okay, well, then why don't I just go pick us up food...
Isn't that Greg Hodes?
...with the District Attorney's investigation of Dr. Griffin...
- Hey, Ryan...? - It's okay, it's okay.
Then why doesn't Kirsten know?
Sandy's gonna take this really hard.
If you feel so strongly about family, how could I not wanna be part of yours?
Try not to faint.