Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry I never told you I had a son.
See, here are all the 1950s Coke signs from the 1980s.
- Hey, buddy. - What are you doing here?
‐(thud) ‐(slap)
(robotic): Do not speak in that tone to the Iron Giant.
But what happened to my car?!
- The car is stopped. - (imitates gears grinding)
Let go of me! Stop!
Joe, stop this car right now.
Say, Brian, what are you doing Saturday night?
- I'm Brian. - Holly.
‐Yeah. Hell of a game. ‐No, it's not. Candy Land is terrible.
Brian, stop. I just... We can't go.
Oh. Weird. Well, how'd our car do?
Uh, he also left me everything I'd need
BONNIE: Don't be long, Joe! I'm expecting a call.
(new 1950s song intro begins)
- What's all this? - Oh, hey, guys.
and accidentally break one of my toys and I'll hit you?
Uh, sadly, my Uncle Ray passed away last week,
He saw a bra in the window of Lane Bryant on the way over.
I'm off to taste the delights of downtown Nashua.
Oh, yeah, that's good kiss bologna.
But it's too late now. I mean, look at it.
(sighs) Okay, give me a minute.
(sighs) Always have trouble finding third.
We took it without asking and wrecked it.
Well, I think my instincts just kicked in.