Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stop! I do not like Seth Cohen.

- And not just about my parents. - We're gonna be late.

My mom bought it for me. It seems appropriate.

- Nothing. - Nothing, huh?

I mean, aren't they just the perfect couple?

She's going with him?

I think I'm ready for our first date.

Maybe there's something there. Use that.

...but I want to say that I'm sorry.

But Summer's three favorite activities are shopping, tanning and waxing.

There's my beautiful daughter, Marissa. Please join us.

So, what are you doing now?

I can't believe the lit mag won't publish my limericks. That's censorship.

No, you put it with the Land Trust documents.

Where's the Sandman?

Are you making fun of me? I can't tell.

It's, like, totally dark but totally visual.

- Did you have the talk? - No. I like to lead by example.

"Father and son-in-law fight for the Heights."

We are. So I guess you're finally hearing some of mine.

They're working together. That's all.

- What time did you get home? - Almost 2.

- I did no such thing. - He's so modest.

Do me a favor and go tell that kid puberty started.

You may be okay with lying to Marissa, but not me.

Was it me, or did your father-in-law basically accuse us of having an affair?

There were...? How many times were there?

- Don't start with me. - After tonight, I'm done with you.

You're gonna need it.

I thought that you didn't do girlfriends.

I'd settle for that. What time?