Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mud is still mud, no matter how small you are.
Poor little pigeon is lost in a trash can.
What do you... What do you mean you don't think you're gonna be able to make it?
He's says they're jumpin' in the boat.
why don't you go out and...
Szalinski, don't do it. - No. Mr. Szalinski.
Wait a minute. It's our cookie. I say we fight for it.
Uh, my brother has something to tell you, or else I could tell her.
Oh, I can't. I've got to hang around a while and keep an eye on Nick.
Quiet. To him, we're the bugs.
The baseball.
Nick said I could cut it... - When did you see Nick?
What a wimp. - Been looking for that guy.
...the savings to the space programme would be staggering.
Giant blades of grass.
Diane, I got something real important to tell you.
Oh, we got cake for dessert? - Yeah.
What a witch.
The early worm catches the fish, Russell.
Down here. - Help.
Amy, don't let go.
It just chased Quark away. - It's Russ' stupid cat.
Where's my couch?
Hey. Hello.
Dear MBF stay off the grass
I'm scared.
Uh, we're the Boorsteins.
Dad can fix us, right, Nick?
Here's the pitch. Oh, he's swinging like a rusty gate.
Positive.
If you were my brother, I'd put myself up for adoption.
Meat loaf.
You know me. I'll always listen.
...the size of bulky payloads and fuel supplies...
I could eat a corn dog the size of a truck.
Yeah, I never thought of it that way, you know.
What about the conference? - Meow.
Nick, what happened? - We're all the size of boogers.
Hey, Szalinski, ever do anything normal, like play baseball?
...and if you did do something to my kids, there's gonna be pieces of you...
I just always thought you were too popular to notice me.
Dad. Dad, wait. Dad.
All right, so there's some doll furniture. Big deal.
Whoa, my kids did not run away.
Nicky.
Please, shrink.
Nicky. Get out of there.
Cheers.
Amy. - Russ.
Just one ant. - When is the last time...
I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. This sort of thing happens all the time.
Wayne? - Yeah?
Right.
At this rate, we'll be home by dinner.
Get off of the grass. Get off of the grass.
Wow. With that?
Amy?
Oh, okay, it's 646...
Ants can lift 50 times their weight. - 50 times?
If... If we... If we had some logs.
I don't know.
When you finally get a turn with the lawn mower
...since I left this morning.
Wait a second.
Oh, I don't.