Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fantastic, Lois! l saw my guiding spirit.
Chris, get out of here! You're not allowed in my room
Perhaps l can't bake a ham.
FONZlE: Yo, Griffin!
l'll be fine. l just have to concentrate on driving.
But l'm really proud of you, Chris.
Sucker.
Your idiot son hasn't earned a single merit badge.
Maybe we can put him through a test.
lt's funny. l never knew video poker could be so much fun.
Wonder if club-footed midgets get justice in heaven.
lt's okay, Dad. l'm not really--
Yeah, you did. But here's the really silly thing, Peter.
-Before that. -''Everyone in the tribe.''
...after you raped our land and defiled our women.
l probably don't say this often enough.
We gotta figure out a way to get to New York...
That's funny, Mother.
l finally get my driver's license and you lose the car to a poker machine.
He must hear the wisdom of the rocks and trees.
ln fact, sweetie, that's sort of how you were created.
Stupid, greedy savages!
What in the name of our Christian God? You're out of the semicircle!
Of course l do. l'm an lndian. But why don't you explain it to my wife?
Like this!
That sounds right. Take your crappy car back.
HE'S, A, FAM, LY, GUUUUUUUUY HE'S, A, FAM, LY, GUUUUUUUUY
And Griffin, right now, your son needs you to listen to him. Whoa!
Peter, the car is making funny noises.
And he always listened, you know?