Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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