Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll calm down. I'm just gonna touch a shrimp.
By pretending to be a ghost?
Don't worry, these richy riches can afford to feed us.
One of us is kind of embarrassing himself right now.
That's just a thing I do.
Please don't go. Uh, re-re-cock it.
- Jerky? - We got to go. We got to go!
- I changed my walk. Look. - Damn.
I should tell you, it does have some "old house" issues.
BOB: Hmm, that's great, Kyle.
You know what they say, drone it till you own it. (Chuckles)
- Oh. Um... hi. - Oh, my God.
Oh, no, I meant I'm, uh,
Um, but each squirrel only bleeds a few ounces,
and I was gonna make a special Mother's Day breakfast.
I called him before we left. This was his mom's house,
Okay, let's just go in, take the tour, and leave.
but I could never tell if he was pro or con.
Haunting and/or just seeming really freaky.
It's just, I'm remodeling the third floor.
(Tina groaning)
all that squirrel blood for nothing.
I love a little breeze.
Okay, you can do this.
I like the way I said it better,
LOUISE: Mine has a bathtub in the middle of the room!
- and I'm up to my neck in poop. - Been there.
And why aren't you kicking us out of your house?
Aw, thank you.
Eventually Spencer moved away and my husband passed.
- Should we just do it? - You think we should do it?
- Honey, let's go. - I'm leaving, too.
- Mommy, Daddy, help! - CLAIRE: What is happening?
Did you say swords? (Laughs)
- Watch my walk. - Oh, he looks so tired.
but that's the plan.
SPENCER: My mother's first squirrel-sterpiece.
to have a nice Mother's Day, and things got out of control.