Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, then.
Of course it is. But I'm not gonna stand by and watch my family perish.
Don't get me wrong, I like the Berenstain Bears.
Everyone ran off last week before I could explain the point of Sunday-night dinner.
It came to me out of nowhere when I was watching Tootsie last night on AMC.
...plops you suckers in and then programs a great vacay.
...these artificial-memory chambers from the CIA...
If you wanna pay respects to a fat man who died on the toilet...
Stan, the family is trying to bond...
Here is the line and here's face-painting, okay?
What am I doing here?
Sorry, I need this outlet to plug in the "Tempest" machine I got on eBay.
Okay, something's not right here.
I'm supposed to hang with my chick anyway.
Maybe I'll just stop in here for a little drink.
Or... Just hear me out.
- Francine, the meal looks delicious. - Thank you, Klaus.
Dad had the right idea. I need time away from you people too.
- Fine. - Come on, Hayley, let's go to the bar.
Not now, Roger. Dinner's ready.
Wait, only four place settings?