Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ma, what are you doing?
- Michael, get out of that bed. - Believe me, Mom, I'd like to.
I don't understand how you could do this.
But it made me sad. I realised how much I'll miss her. We've always been close.
I am going to throw you out on your flawed but honest behind.
- Terrible. - What did the doctor say?
Of course I forgive you.
I don't want you waking up one morning, sorry for choices you made.
Bridget and Michael went out, had a great time.
But as my clothes are hanging on the doorknob, it's not a good idea.
- Where are you going? - On a date.
- I blame you for this, Blanche. - Why?
The same thing happened to me in my early 20s.
The doctor said take it easy.
I know. So give me a kiss.
Are you suggesting that Michael and Bridget go out?
- I'll miss you very much. - I'll miss you, too, Mom.
People pick on him because he's talented.
We rolled up our pant legs, waded in the creek, and then guess what?
Mom, I think we should talk.
She was unmoved.
How dare you come here and act like a gigolo?
- Cute. - Where do you go to school?
To somebody more career-oriented, somebody like Bridget.
- I guess I wasn't thinking. - That's your problem, Michael.
I have to wear a corset and lie back with my legs elevated.
I just happened to have some free tickets to the symphony.