Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Where are you going? - To see my brother.
I don't know.
- Excuse me? - Sorry, heat of passion.
I gotta finish the stuffing. Then there's the gravy and candied yams.
You've been busy. Mom said you'd done pretty good for yourself.
- And Ryan was Snoopy. - He was so talented.
My mom said it was okay.
So the car's ready to go.
"Don't Tell Me To Slow Down. Tell Him To Hit The Bricks."
Caleb's not creepy, he's just...
You know what? There's few things as therapeutic as peeling a potato. I'm sorry.
It's okay, Dad. I'm not upset with you anymore. No talk needed.
No, you wouldn't.
I didn't wanna have to call you, but I'm in trouble.
Yeah, suicide. You know how hard the holidays can be.
- Ryan did musicals? - He quit when we got to high school.
You know what, though? You can't see them, because they're dead.
- No. Why would I mind? - Football's on, I forgot.
He's creepy.
Not yet, but he hasn't seen the new Titans.
What, too much? Hey, seriously. Did I put too much on?
You know someone your whole life, you grow up next to them.
I have cauliflower steaming.
- I got it. - Pull on this side...
This is Marissa.
Has she read my report? Is she aware of the estuary we're building?
As do I.
Slow down with that. You're drinking on an empty stomach.
This is happening.
- You take the car, Trey's off the hook. - Is that the deal?
- Anna's so smart and funny. - Yes!