Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I love you, Mom! And you, Dad!

Calvin, I've lived too long

What do you want now, Felix?

Plus, you got to kill the witness.

Hey what are you looking at?

No. I knew he didn't have the ball...

Maybe it's Jimmy Jr.

and get you your nightclub, but I-I can't do it.

I'm not sure if I got it all, but it should be close. Hit "send."

Don't blame this on the ocean, Bob.

Linda! What are you doing here? We got these weird texts from Bob.

Like brothers. Wrestling?

What? Fanny, what are you doing?

I wonder what his text was supposed to be.

Dad, if you're dying, don't!

Okay. How about over there?

That's where I always picture him.

Tussling? Bonding. I don't know.

♪ If only you'd purchased a better cell phone ♪

The only time he ever said "yo" was

I've always felt... Bob. Bob, Bob, Bob, I see what you're doing.

Bob's right here somewhere. Hey, where'd Felix go?

You kids are a two-adult, two-bottle-of-wine-a-night job

Bob? I can't hear you, hon.

as Felix Fischoeder, the condo king

I'm here to save you! Oh.

Okay. Oh, God. Please, Mr. Fischoeder, do something.

I told you he'd never go through with it.

There they are... Milo and Otis.

What happened to common courtesy?

Well, Bosco was no help.

Glad you like this rotten old wharf so much,

I-I don't love it.

And he said come back anytime.

"Help. I'm tired yo." What?!

Hurry up then! Untie us!

You are sweating a lot, Felix.