Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, Bud. Welcome.

I can't deal with that, and I can't deal with you.

You think it's all right to ignore us?

I have to rethink the whole dinner now.

I'll carry the cake. Will you carry the coffee?

This is his house.

Well, you're not gonna drink it alone.

I'm sorry, but we're blended. We have to be civil.

Our father and his boyfriend are having their children over for dinner.

- Just because she's got grey hair? - What?

Nothing. It's just...

Better go ahead and get that. OK.

There'd be blood or bullets. Something.

We've gone in a different direction, and that took capital.

I love both my virginities in this house. It's my house.

Mal, the bread crumbs are gluten-free. You're special, too.

And I don't look like her?

To live here? Oh, my God.

No, my husband will stay home with the kids

- There's something else we're forgetting. - Sol, it's just a dinner.

Why are we talking about the almond meal chicken in there?

(Laughing) I'm sorry, are you trying to be ironic?

- You wanna hit Citibank? - (Grace laughing)

"Oh, that's how you get the almond to stick to the chicken?"

Do we have a poltergeist?

So, William, let's get down to brass tacks. How much?

Do you think you're the only one that's having a hard time?

I just think people are on their best behaviour when they eat off china.

Do you not see me? Do I not exist?

Oh, no, I look like shit. But thank you.

- I'm a Phoenix. - Oh. Good for you.

Is it that obvious?

- You! - Just a second.