Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gloria, excuse me. 'Cause I am.

I cannot imagine dealing with my crazy parents alone.

- Right there. That's it. Perfect. Okay. - Hurry.

Great smile. Oh, I can picture her smiling right now.

- Where were you heading? - The card store.

- so this is kind of from all of us. - Yeah.

- Oh, maybe I can take her with me. - Okay. Bag's packed.

- Phil, I need you! - What now?

The catch part went fine, mostly. I took a running dive into the dirt.

- It's weird being back here, isn't it? - I know.

- I don't think that does what you think it does. - Of course you would baby out...

I called her bedroom "fantazing." That's not even a word.

- This is the life, huh? - It ain't half bad.

You never used to talk to me like that before we got that damn dog.

I wanna get in the boat if she's getting in. - I wanna get in.

I'll answer that for you. You weren't thinking.

She's not with me, Cam. I got her phone.

- Love... - Ew!

I'll be there in a second.

Listen to this card Dad got for Grandpa Jay.

We gotta start taking this seriously.

Lily, what you doing here?

And here we have a phone in the shape of a mouth.

- So what's her name? - How'd you know?

You remember? Funny.

Do you think if we can get the dog to chase this doll...

- I go try something else better. - No, wait!

No, let's just... let's just wait for them to come home.

- Hello. - Hi. It's Sandra from the dog groomer.