Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Mom, is that true? - Come here.
No, it's 1 ,600, cash only.
Cam, who? Dana!
- I didn't tell him what you told me to say. - What? Why?
- What? - They're still using our venue.
What's that? The Mennonite package?
Come on.
Ah, please. Let me tell them the truth.
- Of corpse you are. - Mom, can you take me driving?
A parking violation is second only to a moving violation...
you overhear pretty good.
Something tells me we're not gonna want to do this on a full stomach.
- Oh, my gosh, are you calling them? - Yes.
For someone whose favorite words at the movies are "What did he say?"...
You are in so much trouble.
What choice did I have? You used to be up for anything.
Who, F-Joe here?
- Good, we're still talking about this. - Ay. leave him alone.
Yeah, like she could be trusted.
That's right. He's your dad.
- Sound like a plan? - A plan.
Oh, my God. Those are my daughter's tickets.
Well, Tracy really was out of line.
And Pepper was, by far, the least snarky about this one.
I decided to top Amy's little "forgotten coat" trick...
He's got to go for the head cheerleader.
So, what date were you looking at?
He's a genius. Come here.
I'm sorry, buddy, but no son of mine's going to high school...
Why can't we just repurpose some of the stuff from Manny's party last night?
And you wanted to give that to me?
I come from a long line of dancing Dunphys- a kick line, actually.