Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don' point that thing at me!

ROSS: I feel terrible. RACHEL: Oh, so sorry.

Ow! Stop, stop, I'm worried about damaging my head.

Okay, let's see. Oh, the cranberry sauce.

- Could you pick them up for me? - You're not making the pies?

I can't believe they're not here. I slave and I slave for what?

What are we gonna do? I'm starving.

No, I'm not letting you put makeup on my baby.

- I'm really wedged in here. - I'll pull you through.

...off Joey's Cabbage Patch Kid! - Yeah!

Okay, let's see. Okay, the turkey's in the oven. The stuffing is ready.

That's some gentle comedy dude

Ooh, ooh. Stop putting things down my pants.

I know. Have you considered pageanting?

...I was sitting so far away, Michelle Kwan couldn't read my banner.

No, seriously. Unh.

And get ready to taste my very special cranberries.

- Really? - Sure.

Or we could plant PCP in the apartment and call the cops on her.

- What are you doing here? - We're late too.

I don't know if that's a good idea. They don't wanna be with us.

There was this one baby, Haley, who was favored to win...

You know, you always cook this meal all by yourself. Let me help this year.

Did you at least win the contest?

- The three of us? - Yeah. You, Chan and the vein.

Look them in the eye, I could get them to forgive us.

Now, when I get back, I want you and your friends to be gone.

All right. Okay. All right, let's give these babies something to cry about.