Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What I would give to hear you say you love me too...
And that's when Michael discovered the bombshell.
We're gonna need some business class tickets home... and direct flights.
I had to. It's vodka. It goes bad once it's opened.
So, did you send one of these to everyone in my address book?
I have a feeling he was trying to keep information out of the hands of the federal marshals.
you might not even be related to us.
...a flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties.
- So Dad is behind this. - And he won't bump me up to business class.
I wish you'd come to, or don't you care about me?
Why don't you drive the stair car home. Buster and I will leave from here.
right to whatever your dad was hidin'.
You know, like, "I'll sacrifice anything for my children."
No. I'm, uh... I wouldn't.
Come on in. Come on in, guys.
Oh, look. I'm Uncle Buster.
Michael had been called to sign his brother out of the hospital.
Of course, he hadn't used his legs in three weeks.
And a much-needed set of teeth for a dental program...
- No, you're not. - Yes, I am.
They probably don’t make it in a woman’s.
- Not really sure what you're goin' for. - I drank a lot last night.