Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now I gotta find a way to fix the house before the city slaps me with more citations.

I'd already been getting grief from the homeowners' association...

What am I now, Jessica? What am I now?

- It's nice to meet you. - You too.

... recruited to the Atlanta Braves before being sidelined by ruptured ligaments...

- What did we say? - The battery died.

I love this one.

They were proud Americans.

That's right, I sure do.

Look, I'm sorry. I just... I'm sorry.

I'm going to tell you a secret right now.

Wait a minute. I do have a job. I'm an artist.

What, so now I'm a slut?

I don't have the energy for games.

I’ve got no brains I’ve got no heart

Because I'm not very good with vintage cars, all right?

... from the legendary West Lakefield class of '84...

Hold on, I think this might be her.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, God, Ray.

She definitely meant it as an insult...

I feel so bad for the kids, all the cutbacks.

Sorry, I just... I couldn't find the room.

... in West Lakefield history...

- Are you calling Mom? - Shit, yeah, I'm calling Mom.

Nothing in between their ears Nothing in their hearts

You know, I've never asked you for anything before.

Does it feel good to you to almost murder my grandchildren in your lethal house, huh?

Just like last year, it looks like every week...

... but what's the national average? More than a waiter, less than a plumber.

Can't afford to pay my taxes on time.

Good to see you, Ray.

But desperate times call for desperate measures.

Rodelle's girl just broke up with him.

And that's what I try to teach my kids too.

"Ed Phipps, unlicensed therapist.