Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sarah?
No, I couldn't sleep.
The moon looks the same size whether you're big or small.
I gotta fix the machine. You should get some sleep.
If you see them, would you send them home right away?
...we could make a log bridge.
He-He'll get killed.
chuja tam
No. I gotta load the camper, Ron. I'm busy.
Come on.
They're never gonna find us.
Sorry, I... Look. I'm positive about this, okay?
You see anything yet? - It's too thick.
Well, the machine analyzes the molecular structure of each compound...
It's all in my head. Don't worry.
Dad, it's early.
Good morning, Russell. Hi, Gloria. Good morning, Russell. Hi, Gloria.
Well...
We're almost done here.
She's w... Thank you.
And then what? And then you'll smack me?
I mean, plumbing would not stop the Big Russ Thompson I know...
But if it is, would this hurt? - Ow.
Got the best spot on the lake. You looking forward to it?
Get away, boy. Drop it.
I need to take a shower. - Szalinski.
You got it, honey. - Sure?
Nicky.
Tell you what. You thrown in a box of cookies...
You think you can handle that?
Amy in the dark...
...or if you get a grant this year or next.
Maybe I can still go out...
Up here, Dad. - Quick, over there by the door.
Come on. Get in. - What's wrong with them?
That's great, Nick. - You know, Dad, I was calculating.
Get some rest.
Why don't we let him go? He's worn out, and his family...
Hi, Mom. Nick, go get Dad.
Dad.
Let's go.
Down here. - Mom. Mom, Dad.
Gotta mark those trespassers, Dad.
It's okay with me. - Yeah, me too, I guess.
...could come any second.
Night, Antie.
Veal 'parmedjian.'
these kids aren't you. - Baseball.
It didn't take too long.
Good idea. - Oh, great.
Russ. - You are a nutcase,
I've called the police. What's on your head?
Yeah, okay. Okay. Bye.
Okay.
Good Lord, Quark! What's gotten into you?
If we can get on him, he'll take us all the way back to the house.
Amy's not at Patty's and Nick's not at the Koestlers'. I'm gonna call Betsy.
What's that? - It's Dad's thinking couch.
Why didn't you tell us earlier?
Attila the Hun was 12 once, too, you know.
I was looking for the kids. - Where, in a coal mine?
What is it? - It sounds like Mom.
Sit down.
Plug that in.
Sounds like Dad. He'll fix us.
No, Dad.
It's that stupid cat of theirs. - Our cat is not stupid.
...whatever lived here has moved out.
Not now, Quark.
This is all your fault.
Hold on to me, Russ.
Run.
Amy. Get him off of me. - Nicky.
Dad. - I'll tell you, at their size...
Please give us a call if you hear from the boys.