Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Also, she takes too many selfies for someone in her thirties.
[Ginny] Mom.
You should come, Zion. Or both of ya.
See, I knew you'd choose hat. Thank God.
Is everyone enjoying themselves?
I also like that tattoo of yours.
♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪
Paul, when these women see the next election ballot
Hey.
[breathes deeply]
Max?
And, Georgia, thank you for…
Oh, and Battleship--
Mom, it was a surprise.
-You guys bought presents? -[Georgia sighs]
We're decorating the tree.
-[inhales, clicks tongue] -I'm here too.
'cause he doesn't know that you're not Jesse, the third-grade teacher
-She got Bryon for Secret Santa. -Ah.
…what does she do?
Well, then you are missing it, 'cause I'm judging you all the time.
Hey, so, uh, I may have invited Zion's parents to Christmas Eve.
Bravo.
Okay, can we just, like, give them money?
I have that new fancy iPhone.
The Blood Eyes.
[inhales] I am there,
-But it won't happen again. -Yeah, wish I could believe that.
[Paul sighs]
Please, just… stop texting me and stop liking my shit on Instagram.
Merry Christmas.
[inhales sharply, clears throat]
People can sit on your lap and tell you what they want changed about the town.
-♪ We wish you a Merry Christmas ♪ -[Ginny laughing]
Besides, that way we could start our own tradition, since I didn't hear our invite
Nick, can you start setting up the hot-chocolate station?
Oh!
Thank you so much. It's good to see you again, Gil.
So much better than the fake trees Mom used to steal from the mall.
-Also, I invited the women and children. -From the… Titanic?
-[Paul] What? -[Ginny laughs]
Bitch, you have a summer house, you are the rich.
-[Ginny laughs] -Come here.
That is not how I wanted you to meet Ginny.
-Georgia, I've changed. -[Georgia] Good.
-[sobbing] -♪ Silent night ♪
What, do you hate your parents? Do all kids just hate their parents?
We're closed.
Okay, okay. So normally, given my history, I'd be in favor of the hat.
-Except for on the Titanic. -Okay.
-I know. Uh-- -[Georgia] You know?
It was just, like, "Happy Holidays," you know?
We are getting married.
-It's… probably just you. -[chuckles]
If your daddy has a new girlfriend, you have to tell Mommy.
Their next avail is two years from now.
-Is this about the gun? -This is about all of it, Georgia.
They're having a "consent" mistletoe kissing booth at the winter carnival.
Not you, not right now.