Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[sighing] I know.
It turns out that Mr. Gribble is one of Arlen's great acting rehearsers.
I need to go home.
Oh, Dale, I'm so sorry.
You missed my damn tryouts and now you're calling me self-absorbed?
That's my neighbor's boy.
Bobby, what a great performance.
But it takes a real man to be a dad.
(Dale) Let's go, Bobby. From the top.
Sometimes I ask myself why I even bother.
The point is, you are only his godfather.
Well, so much for rehearsing my play with Dad.
-Damn it, Dale. You're his real dad. -No, I'm not.
(Hank) Bobby? Joseph?
You should try out for the gymnastics team.
-Really like his dad. -Yep.
But since then I've learned to inhale while I talk.
What's up, little sug'?
Hank, he is in character.
Jassus after finding Theodore's knife:
Exactly what truth, I have no idea.
What? That's crazy.
Recovered memory. That's exactly how it went down.
I really don't think Joseph is an alien child.
Well, no.
Dale, your son is here for you.
Yep. Spacemen.
They're here.
No. I had to come early for body makeup.
It's not like he really wants me here.
Just because you're a spaz at playing lacrosse, that doesn't mean--
That line could be better.
I told you that joke. I want to tell it.
some little green man in a tinfoil jumpsuit says, ""Gleep glop""...
Your mother and I have never been prouder of you.