Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You want to play mermaids?
The kids are gonna run off,
I do.
Don't hold out on us.
Ha. About what. Uh, this morning.
Do you remember the first time he said "Dad"? How happy I was?
Let me just say... I don't need to say it. It says...
So...
Hi.
Do you think that my son could play with yours sometime after school?
and before that you sold your own designs on Etsy,
and meanwhile, where's Kevin?
We're pretty good together.
Of course, for me it was more of a phase than a thing, but anyway...
Dad, watch! Dad!
It makes me think of sun.
I got the part.
- She's cute. - Yeah, she is.
but I do know you don't have a whole lot of time.
So you... just stalked her like a serial killer.
Uncle Kevin, come see my play.
So get off the Internet... do that right now...
You got the part.
The one with the diving board? Please.
Only face I got. Look, I could use some socks...
- Just hold on. - Enough!
Randall?
When he gets out of the pool, you need to put lotion on him or he gets ashy.
I miss the other half of my fan club.
All right, Tess. Hurry up. Go get your dress on. Get her her shoes.
It's just, you know, I tried to take the subway, right,
a traveler.
Because you know what this little black kid was doing?
I started doing an English accent in the middle of it for no reason!
Nowhere. I'm here. I'm shopping.
are you sure you don't want to put a shirt on?
- Yes, you are. - Mom, I'm hot.
She plays Jessica.
Randall, you're up, please.
It's what they cost.
Now try on the damn slim cut flat front chinos.
- Have at it. - Let's see here.
Like, that is my dream trip.
- Jack... - You take land, I'll take sea.
- A - reminder, there is no running,
- Toby. - Kate. How's your breakfast?
- Because I don't. - I should.
Josie and I prefer to call it "research."
It was a TV show, actually, called, uh, The Man-ny.