Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get out of there.
I know.
Your sister's not bad. - Nicky.
No, no, no, no. - Oh, no. No, no.
No.
I wonder what's for dinner, right, Russ?
Dad.
if you guys are hiding up here...
Reminds me of the backyard.
This is the burrow of a Lumbricus terrestris.
It works.
Nobody saw it but you.
They take it okay? - Mae.
...this time of year.
A what? - Earthworm. They're dormant...
Antie. - There.
Please, please, shrink.
9 story stomach growl
Mm-hmm.
Not with my babies out here all alone.
Look, I finished mine. Looks just like yours, huh?
What's 'Uh-huh' supposed to mean? - Russell.
Diane.
There... I see nothing wrong with wanting to take my son fishing.
Nice ant. Come on, you guys.
Uh, no, I... Yeah, I could. But I wasn't watching you. I...
Don't eat so fast. Hey, that's my hand.
Nick? - Are you there, kids?
I-I'm Russ Thompson from next door, uh...
And if we can proportionally reduce the amount of empty space...
How 'bout the truth? - Mae, what kind of an excuse is that?
What are you saying, Nick?
She's all right.
Dad. - Mr. Szalinski.
Tommy, stop the lawn mower. - Tommy.
We'll make it, Nick.
He needs something. When I was his age, I was capt...
Please don't die.
Come on, honey.
...the football team yesterday.
Can't imagine, dear. - What do you mean you can't imagine?
Don.
...having leftovers for a while.
Get off the grass.
No, Dad. Dad.
Be quiet, Quark.
Good night, Russ.
Nick.
Tommy. - Tommy.
Nick.
Mm-hmm.
And you're coming fishing with the family. Is that clear?
That guy's Got serious problems
When was the last time… you saw just one ant
No.
Oh, don't worry, honey. I'll get 'em out.
My dad's machine works.
Oh, Wayne. - I failed, Diane.