Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Great. Go. Bye. Bye-bye.

Jesus Christ, you must love this song.

How'd that happen?

Listen, here's the play.

Okay? And that's what this is all about.

I'll... I'll see you soon.

Yeah. Whatever that snow is made of is burning my skin.

- Yeah? Jews? - Yeah.

We are here to celebrate Christmas

- I tracked your phone. - What? How is that possible?

Oh. I'm really... excuse me, sir? Excuse me?

- Yeah. - Dad, this guy knows you!

I don't know, because Christmas sucks maybe?

Well, definitely don't kill yourself.

- I want them to. - Yeah, me, too.

Because I won't talk to you about something?

She's not even his wife. They're not married.

I know. I am, too. I hated walking away.

- It's not drugs! - Then what is it?

- That'll be... yeah. - Yeah? Good idea?

in less than a week.

I'm gonna step out for a bit, boy.

I'm not sure your mom's in a jolly enough mood to.

Our car broke down.

Well, I'm not the one whose husband got fired

♪ Some look to L. Ron ♪

And double chances at catching Santa

- is they don't know you're here. - Great. Great.

and let me know if you see any FBI, any police, anything.

Right near the north pole. But wait, I'm not done!

♪ Leave me speechless ♪

- So what's your name, little boy? - Jareb.

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