Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, don't say anything! No spoilers.
Well, in 45 minutes, your answer will probably be, "Sure."
All right, first things first.
Louise, go pull down your sister's covers.
That's right. Yes, they will, sister.
- Eight. - Okay. - Keep going, Nat.
Oh. What, this one?
It's the Pestos. Get down!
(chuckles, sniffles)
But if you fall, this harness thing'll catch you, no problem.
It's called "movie magic." You want to know what happens
to stink-bomb the restaurant and ruin your date
TIM: We thought you were doing that.
BOB: I panicked! I couldn't do it!
The guy who sold it to me said it was inactive. Let's see.
Totally unrelated. We weren't liable.
Uh, excuse me,
Move. Move!
Time of death: 9:15 a.m.
and if you don't release your legs,
- Hi, Dad! - Hi, Gene.
No, we're not running anyone over.
You think they'll let us in the back?
You know, Valentine's Day is way more fun
LINDA: Who's big now, baby? Oh, my face!
- (sustained groaning continues) - Tina, talk to Mommy.
- It's the perfect plan. Let's get the check. - All right.
Thomas Hanks himself got paid a bunch of hush money.
Okay, here goes nothing.
I'll-I'll let you guys get back to your date now.
Tina, cake! cake!
- We are going to be fine. - Okay. I trust you, Dad.
- (Tina groaning) - Uh-oh.
Hey, Tammy, it's Louise Belcher.