Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes.
You're born, you live and you die. She has to learn about it.
I can hardly believe it myself.
Don't remind me, all right?
Save me?
- Go to sleep, Cindy. - Would you like to sing...
There's my wife, Johnny Phoenix and the others.
Well, your DNA scan came back normal, didn't it?
Hank!
- They're trying to kill me. - There are two Adam Gibsons.
Sweetheart, I'm sorry about the RePet.
OnStar will now disengage automatic drive.
But...
Johnny. How's my star quarterback?
I can't find you. Where are you?
Doctor, protesters claim that cloning human organs...
...and I quit.
Your daughter will think you're the best.
No, she's not.
Nacho-flavored or regular?
I've lost count.
There's one way to tell.
A syncording contains everything in a person's memory...
Wait.
Your destination, Double X Charter Airport, is ahead.
Nothing.
Blue!
- Cool. - Cool.
No, no, no. I just overdid it, that's all.
Maybe we could trade him to L.A.
Fooled us at the airport!
...two... one.
...than eat cloned fish, so they yell about human cloning.
Is my client being charged with auto theft?
In two years, three tops, I'll control enough votes to get the laws changed.
- You proud of yourself? - Very.
...and stay there until I come.
Perfect? Like you?
...where the tires ran over me.
I just talked to the vet...
Natalie, Clara.
Let me see your chin.
No, I have everything of yours.
Dave, look, we gave a lot of money to his campaign...
- Please? - Of course.
My wife, Katherine, is dead.
Exactly. I mean, no wonder, right?
I have a problem with the whole idea.
You have no idea what it felt like seeing her with him.
Is that Talia?
We cloned everyone. We realized you switched places too late.
Look at him. He's even a shitty carpenter.
Ask your mommy.
Get up, Johnny!
Go through it now with him?
We don't need where he's been. We need to find where he is.
I'd like that.
I'm gonna save Katherine's life. I'm gonna save our friendship.
There we are.
Easily reproduced.
- What's up? - What area's so sensitive...
State and government officials in Washington, D.C...
Seal the building. Full security alert.
Oh, God. Someone stole the minivan.
...all your pets thoughts, memories and instincts...
...I didn't mean for you to take it literally.
Give me a break.
She already gets enough of that from the media.
What?
Do you blood-test all your pilots?
Tripp!
...all of a sudden it's 11:00 and I wound up at Kelly's.
I want to die.
Okay, go. Take the back walk.
I can't wait.
All right, let's go.
Twenty minutes ago. You've entered a restricted area.
That's true.
We thought it was you. Drucker even mentioned your name.
Let's go!
Asked the same questions...
What?
...in the damn minivan.
No, no, it's all right.
Adam, Adam, Adam.
No, they stole my Cadillac.
Enjoy the party.
Secure child-seat restraint.
Why don't you just stay out here? Relax.