Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What kind of man writes poetry on a computer?

when our kids are locked in a moving metal box.

Yes, Smother. Mother. I'll be in the car.

I am not passing this on to Lily.

but if I don't get these pins just right,

No. Oh, no judgment.

Being trapped in one room has forced us to actually talk to one another,

Lost a game of Yahtzee once. The dice are still in the wall.

Come in. And no questions.

- Come. - Don't they have a burglar alarm?

by looking through their personal things?

I feel terrible.

Yeah, as long as she breathes, relies on her training and stays in the zone.

Kill it! No, don't!

I'm nervous about her dismount. You said that she could stick the landing, right?

He must've brought it inside.

she's a girl-also liked Alex. The boy?

Maybe I bring out the worst in them...

Horse mouth is not an expression.

Gloria, we've been through the roster three times.

And, uh, you know-We all know competition makes people do crazy things, so-

Yeah, and by that standard, we also have a black belt,

We're doing something important here.

And plus I didn't really want to talk about it,

Funny thing, pride.