Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We have to get all the bread out of the house.
Now, he's coming back here with Summer any minute, so...
...so I can make a ton of money and open my own restaurant.
She won't leave. So now Eddie's threatening to kick my ass...
That's because you don't know me. You never wanted to.
I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd bring macaroons by...
Move. Move.
I'm sorry about everything.
How do you feel about him?
- So, what's the GP, RA? - I have no idea what you just said.
Hello, Kirsten. Look at you.
You don't wanna do the chemo? You're not interested?
Darling, the only nice thing about having cancer is that I can smoke all I want.
The Ackermans are looking after the food for the Seder. We're bringing wine.
Well, when am I gonna see your new restaurant?
Can't miss it.
You're not ready for the nana? No one's ever ready for the nana.
I just wanna get her back home safe.
- You what? - Which, if she asks...
You're reading it backwards.
- I'm not leaving without her. - Yes, you are.
- I'm not telling you that. - Don't make me call the police.
You were never home. You were working all the time.
For on all other nights, we do not dip our food into salt water.
- It's not her fault. - Get out of here.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're kidding. You're gonna outlive us all, out of spite.
I'm going to get a drink, when I come back, don't be here.
the brat
- No, you would rather die. - Oh, that's good, Kirsten.
- Nice, Coop! - She's hangs out with you too much.
Thank you, nana, I'd love to.
Sandy, don't. Whatever that woman is, I love her.
Okay, just come home, man.
- He's pretty great, isn't he? - Yeah, he is.
...I had to work so much, he was pretty much raised by the entire neighborhood.
- Yeah? We'll find her. - All right.
Yeah, well, somebody had to do it.
- The surgery? The chemo? What? - Sure, but what's the point?
She's gonna be fine. She just needs time.
Will you boys excuse us, please? Ryan and I need to have a talk.
- Might not be such a bad thing. - Sandy.
- Well, I can't keep chasing after you. - Who asked you to?
Telling me how much you care about me? You don't care about me.