Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Check out my shoulder pads. Feel that power.
JTP.
- I got no complaints. - You should!
or else Barry wouldn't trust me with his life inheritance.
Dude, look at E.T. go... slowly.
even though I'm just trying to help him.
- So loving and strong. - I'm sorry.
How is E.T. supposed to get home
No, no, no. Don't bring it up to him.
Seriously?
Can you not do that?
I mean, I may not see you as much now that I'm rich as God
No big deal. I'll get him out.
Doesn't matter. I need a credit card, and I need one fast.
Everything sounds right with your hair slicked back, baby.
Fire my secretary! Hire a secretary!
Now we'll never afford a starter home.
All right. Let's get rich.
Sure. If there's anything I know about stocks,
'cause I was trying to protect you.
and raise a bunch of ungrateful, awful kids.
I think this belongs to you.
I guess 'cause we're millionaires now and you're not.
and then break down crying
Please don't send me to jail. I will rat out everyone!
Ohh. Little snaff here.
for whatever it is that got you that suit.
♪ But the past keeps getting clearer every day ♪
I'm sure that Barry has filled you in
on the most basic question there is.
You know what? I don't have to explain myself to you.
Like what?
Oh, your boring old life is so great.
Doesn't matter.
Yeah, um, it's...
Perhaps a small business loan? I know you're good for it.
It never even got to me!
What am I doing, huh? I'm pacing, right?
who taught his kids to disrespect me
We don't scream now that we're rich.
Our potluck Thanksgiving had finally arrived.
But I think we both know, in the end,
You don't even know what we're talking about!
Oh, God, no! You are completely clueless.