Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't get me started on the mirrors.

I know. Me too.

Why-- Why mirrors?

Alan, come on. Buzz me in!

♪ 'Cause I can't sleep alone at night ♪

I just had to be definitively sure that, you know, we're not the same person.

-Come on. -[Alan sighs]

I'm a therapist, not a shaman.

If I was inventing hell, it would look a lot like this.

I gotta take a leak. Is that okay?

Technology, cryptocurrencies...

[Nadia] Fucking no meat on these.

I know this, because why? Because it was my fucking college fund.

-Why do you think this sucks? -It is impossible.

You know Alan. He was here that night.

[rings repeatedly]

You know what, Ruth? Seriously...

I'm so sorry. I actually-- I just came over

But if I'm honest with myself... this isn't what I want.

Just... try it sometime.

Okay? I will call it in while you're in session.

[video game sounds]

I'm sorry, man.

[knock on door]

[Alan] Oh. [dance music playing]

Like medium, you know? And there's no way that it set off

♪ 'Cause I am afraid of the light ♪

Right, but, you know, the first time? How did you die that first time?

Call me Beatrice.

Well, that's something we have in common. You designed it. I played it.

I don't want you to see it.

And that's a wrap.

[Alan] Three sisters.

We do not use the word "crazy" in this house.