Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your lawn's beginning to look like the Amazon.

What's with this kid? - He's 12.

Who does he think he is, Mister Wizard?

Don't eat me! Aaaaah!

Oh, no, not again.

Are you trying to tell me...

No problem. - See you later.

There was a bee on me. - Yeah, right.

Gentlemen, ladies, I don't know about you, but I'm going to lunch.

And is Russell ready for his big fishing trip?

'French class'?

I’m goin’ home!

That's not what I meant.

I couldn't believe it. Lisa told Janet that Paul asked Barbara...

I... I think so.

Yeah, right. How are you going, as bait?

Hey, you wanna use my chain saw? - Do we have butter?

Well, I think we have enough to get started.

Oh, no. - What's a river doing in your yard?

Yeah. I don't even have to brush my teeth.

Any other yard, the grass would be shorter.

That's why everything was blowing up.

Russell? Russell?

He saved me from a giant scorpion. I was stuck with Amy for a while.

Did you see him this morning? - No, it was yesterday.

Let's negotiate this. I'm your brother, Russ.

I saw it first. It's mine.

So I'm not helping. - Russell, you've got to understand...

I don't know where they could be. They know we're leaving.

Let's eat. - Honey, make a toast.

Nem esem pánikba. Ki esik pánikba?? SENKI SEM ESIK!!!

Donald, that man over there is flying.

Yeah, well, it's a priority for me.

Why? - I shrunk the kids.

I'll give him a break. I'll break his arm.

No, dear. You know I've given that up.

You can see the marks where Quark chewed the arms.

Russell, the Szalinski kids are missing too.

Why? Does he pick on you about your size?

I'm helping my Dad with this real important new invention.

Here it comes. Fastball. His bread and butter.

Ron? - Well, I guess I gotta...

He is not too small for football.

Any luck? - No.

How'd those get there?

...with chocolate sprinkles, and a banana split.

Oh, I knew my boys wouldn't run away.

Yeah, that's why

You're not supposed to be playing up here.

"Let's climb more," says treetop 80, higher and higher up to 90. Until at last, there's 99, and all the numbers are feeling fine...

It's the Forresters. What are we gonna tell 'em?

It never would've happened if their house wasn't so close.

Russell, you're not smoking a cigarette, are you?

Come on, Mae. Come on. Come.

Hold on. - Give me that thing.

Are you and Dad okay?

Not really, Dad. - Not really?

I can't hear you. I can't hear you.

You mean we're halfway there? - Yeah, I think so.

I only had to show it to them 12 times.

Mae hasn't been feeling too well.

I mean, your dad's a real nice guy.