Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

LANA: And right next door, is that...? CHERYL: Yes.

Why would anyone wanna kidnap you?

I bet you spent 10 times that on your new conference table.

- With a B? - Followed by an "illion."

So who gets it?

[CHERYL SCREAMING]

- They gotta be in the building, right? MALORY [OVER PHONE]: Probably.

You better just fucking kill me

You better just ******* kill me.

Hey, thanks for getting us inside, Pam.

Um, does Internet porn know you're cheating?

That's them. Secure and sweep.

- Well, sorry, that money's gone. - What do you...?

I thought he meant I was fuel-efficient. I only had 10 beers.

I mean, my God, Cheryl's worth half a billion.

Cheryl, dear, I don't quite know how to put this, but...

Wait, what do you mean, it's gone?

CYRIL: Half a billion?

- But... - She's fired.

BRETT: Yeah, you think? - Wha...?

Yes? Yeah, one sec.

- Plus if they do, I'll shoot Carol. - What?

[PHONE RINGING]

Yes. Hence the shandy.

But I'm sure Cheryl has a good excuse this time.

Can I freshen that up for you?