Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[GROANS]
No, close the door. Come in.
[HORN HONKING]
[MAX CHUCKLES]
[SOFTLY] All right.
Well, maybe in California, but here in Minnesota... Ho-ho.
Merry Christmas, John.
[GASPING]
- They're getting a divorce. - Huh?
You mean the lowlife, ass-wipe egg-sucker John Gustafson?
Now go to your shanties, all of you. You're scaring the fish away.
Aah!
Damn, that's great, Mike.
I can see the beauty in this now.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Thanks, Jacob. I'd like that.
Yeah. I remember.
[GROWLS]
Left hook...
Looks like Casey’s out Protesting gun violence
Ain't got a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of.
Cold enough for ya? Brrr!
Looks like Casey’s
ARIEL: Hi.
- Max, what's going on? - Morning, Ariel.
I think Barry did that on purpose!
P-yew!
Goldman. It's Goldman.
John Gus... What?
.
Yep.
[YELLING]
- I did that once. - Really?
Putz. lol
[KNOCKING ON FRONT DOOR]
- See you later, Gustafson. - Ah.
[GASPING]
I'll tell you what's on my mind.
- I can't hold it! MAX: Reel him in.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Ya Old Schmuck
Wonderful. Wonderful.
MAX: That's it. Coming. Coming. ARIEL: Aah! Aah!
Could I have little? Oh. Mmm.
LEMMON: I throw back what I'm not gonna eat.
No, really. When Billy Gerber locked me in his tree house...
Yeah, that was plenty.
If yer my buddy... This how we get along...
I'm gonna kill him.
- What's it like in there? - What did she say?
Berkeley, that explains it.
SNYDER: Asshole.
- I guess it's time. - Yeah.
Yeah, I'll see you.
MAX: The guy could be dead tomorrow, for chrissake.
I'm gonna keep ringing the bell, so you might as well answer the door.
Look, I'm not like you. L... I'm not afraid to be alone.
MAN: Yes, sir.
I'm just gonna keep knocking.
Dirty rat. I'll show him. Picking on people.
Bust my tuchus to get here on New Year's Eve...
...20 feet from your front yards...
CHUCK: Hi, John.
[GASPING]
...whenever anything good happens to us.
Took quite a bit of prompting, I must say.
Well, you'd better have a good reason for standing me up this morning.
All I know is you're one hell of a fisherman, Ariel.
- Did you know that? - No, I didn't know that.
I can't wait around for anotherAmy. I ain't got time.
...you know, I think it works quite well...
Bloodsuckers.
Oh, for... Jesus, it's impossible. Impossible.
- How about those potato latkes? - Oy.
JOHN [IN MOCKING TONE]: "Lots of ice out there, Gustafson."
- Yeah. - Mm-hm.
- Well, break it in. - Watch this. You'll get a kick out of this.
- Could I ask you a favor? JACOB: Sure.
- Tie your shoelace. You'll fall. - Aw, shut up.
Love muffin
Come on in. Have a little TV dinner. Lasagna's heating up now.
- You're a child. - Don't tell me, Jacob. It isn't me.
Yeah. Listen, I'm, uh, sorry about the, uh...
- I feel good. - Yeah. So how are you?
What is it?
You really think I wanted two jobs? I didn't do that for me.
Looks like Chuck Took the wrong bus to Cartagena
GRANDPA: Oh, my. MELANIE: Too much, Dad?
Moron.
Yes, to Chuck.
And that all you have, see, is the experiences.
ALEXANDRA: Good night, Grandpa.
[SIGHS]
Help, help! It's an emergency.
However, uh...
[REVVING CONTINUES]
You know...
JACOB: Uh... - Ha, ha.
[MAX CHUCKLES]
Ah, yes, there's nothing like the scent of...
...and dump him.
Hey, dickhead, you win the lottery?
You know, as far as I can tell.
Dirty rat. Little turd.
Don't you understand? I like being alone.
So, Ariel, uh...