Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

After this, Molly's supposed to give up her childhood.
It's all a lie!
inside the grid in which Geoffrey pinpointed the kids.
Come on.
-Wait, what? -It was yesterday.
(Chase groaning)
Honey--
do you wanna have a sleepover in my room?
GERT: I kind of love it.
-don't you think? -Yeah, well, she is a Minoru.
My name...
-CHASE: Dale. -It's Dale.
That way you can make thousands calls at once--
-STACEY: What was that? -DALE: I've had enough
Chase, no, don't drink that! That's probably poison!
But I'm not sure which one is the animal, if you know what I mean.
VICTOR: I did and they are.
But you wanted to be with me all along, right?
An idea that only appears to be real.
Old Lace, we're trying.
A quinceañera?
they can receive one, too.
Have you thought about who it's gonna be yet?
I'm sorry. I really am.
-(roaring) -OK, Old Lace, we didn't mean any harm.
Did you just say you're wondering if we shouldn't even fight 'em anymore?
VICTOR: It's me, son. We need to talk.
How can you say that?
-we can take 'em by surprise, and-- -I hate to say it,
WOMAN: Ma'am, are you hungry?
-Do you need anything? -NICO: I'm fine.
And Chase, I know your parents feel the same way.
JANET: Well, that sounds like great trivia for our next cocktail party,
made a big mistake killing Jonah.
And yet, no one can replace your mom and dad.
-I suck at it, but still. -MOLLY: Forget it.
Wait, you're--you're leaving?
-The one you guys were naked in. -Oh, my God. What did you say?
Someone who teaches me
Everyone was very impressed with the new weapons.
You were so great tonight.
GERT: Molly, don't listen to these girls.
I thought you declared those were for troglodytes in 2004.
I can't do that.
I appreciate your maternal instinct.
ALEX: Whoa. What's going on? Why were these in my bed?
STACY: Trying to find our kids.
Okay, let's just sneak around the back.
Molly, I'd be honored.
No more shall I suffer.
Or I-- I was, but we got in a fight.
No.
I could give you a point-by-point rebuttal,
S4E2R: Are you ready to surrender yet?
Gert would never leave me.
So sorry, Stace, I'll work on that.