Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Niles, here's your picture.

Niles, can I get you a beer, pork rinds?

Nice to meet you.

They're artificial. They're made out of soy.

He cut you off.

Hi, Niles. Where's Maris?

The thing is, this is good food.

- You're Daphne? - Yes, I am.

- I knew that dinner was not to be. - Sorry.

we should sit here until we've cleaned our plates.

- How do I look? - Wow.

What now? It's Saturday night, 7:45. We won't get in anywhere.

You get to pick the cut you want off the beef trolley.

No, Dad. She didn't.

Oh, of course. It's Maris and her home tanning bed.

I thought you took after your mother, liking the ballet and all that.

Welcome to The Timber Mill.

I stop for gas and pump it myself while he reads the sports section.

Maris is having one of her episodes.

Fluffing your knickers.

Hello? Yes. Oh, hi, Niles.

- Dad, wait. - I'm going to Duke's for a nightcap.

whose bumper sticker says "lf you're close enough to read this, I'll kill you."

The other day, I kissed her for no reason whatsoever.

It didn't work out the way I'd planned but...