Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(Cornpop growls softly)
I'm still hungry.
Mom.
It's horrible for these kids.
Some spaghetti in there?
We always appreciate it, Amber.
Don't worry. I'm gonna get you out of here.
- Larry. - Whoa. Oh.
Okay, back to work, Larry.
It's quiet.
And I'm sure this is a much better situation
* Alive *
(coughing continues)
- My son is not dumb. - Oh, no, no.
What the hell are we doing?
* I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006 *
Grand Canyon?
*
* Our love affair that... *
Well, we're doing what needs to be done.
* And it lingers yet with me... *
No, honey. It's just better for you.
You're hypothermic.
* Take back again *
Uh, no.
(knocking)
Get the towel. Get the towel.
and I didn't eat nothing. Please take me home.
This whole lake used to be a town.
(students chanting and pounding rhythmically)
(floorboard creaks)
I'm here to conduct a welfare check on your son...
* Can't go back, baby *
(whispers): Don't worry.
and we started mixing together some African Dudu soap.
WOMAN: (chuckles) Oh, your family's so cute.
How's everyone doing today?
- What's your problem? - Now get to class.
Oh, did you see on Instagram today
* Look so lovely but you'll have to decide *
White is where you are.
Shit water.
By what?
(vocalizing)
No.
- moments to speak with you. - Did you call the police on me?