Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and, Dad, you're a junkie hit man.

‐ Night, Jing. ‐ Night, Mommy.

‐ And remember to look sad. Can you do that?

in Civil Servitude...

‐ I don't think I can go through

dolphins: We love Mom.

Remove the boot, and I'll make sure

‐ Hey, Duncan's friends.

stand your ground, honey.

‐ Okay, lie down, keep your arms to your sides,

emotion, corruption, kimonos.

[sniffles] Okay.

‐ Cool digs, daddy‐o.

‐ Chrissy Teigen. ‐ Who?

‐ Leslie, the annoyingly upbeat woman

♪ And dance by the light of the moon ♪

‐ Yes, no more trying on clothes

‐ You're right, Bex. That was fun.

‐ Hey, vote for Annie.

I didn't win this award.

‐ Small‐talk Stacy, you're gonna love this.

‐ Damn it. I knew I should've made a copy.

‐ What about Mr. Mitch?

and he wants to arm wrestle you.

this show sucks! bluey is a gazillion times better

‐ No, Jack, we're here to talk about my Oakie Award.

truth and justice have to win.

get dressing rooms with no curtain gaps.

‐ What? It's a free program. [Kimberly groans]

‐ He wanted to take me out for drinks tomorrow.