Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, so you know, I'm locking the gate in about a half-hour.
Do you happen to have a map I could use?
Huh. That gobbledygoop kind of looks "Heritage."
you know, losing someone close to me, like how Bob lost you.
Lot of walking, which is cool.
Making cards for my mom, for Grandma,
And she'd be so proud of you. I mean, look what you've done.
Okay, well, she's not here,
It's pretty, in a grave-y way.
-(cloth ripping) -Ah, my snow pants.
GENE: I wonder how Mom's doing. Do you think she remembers us?
just spit on your fingertips, slap the ground three times,
You're closing the restaurant for lunch.
not supposed to take this long.
(grunting, straining)
Okay. Kids, say hi to Grandma for me.
♪ It's Lily Belle. ♪
I'm trying to call her, but it's going straight to voice mail.
Oh, yeah. She'd take him out if we told her to.
I mean, 32. Wait, how old am I?
We finally made it to Grandma's grave.
I hope she likes them warm and smushed.
Oh, my mom didn't like getting flowers.
Well, cards are against the rules, sorry.
What? I-I can't hear you. Y-You're breaking up.
Oh, you kids are bundled up. Going outside to play?
You know what, Teddy? You're right.
It's okay, I'll text him.
I could leave Grandma the granola bar
-Good for snoobing. -What's snoobing?
imaginable to her, all by herself.
TINA: Ah, coming.
Just hide, quick, please.
What if we snoob right here?
Sorry, sun, it's not your fault.
-She's always wanted a PT Cruiser. -(phone chiming)
BOB: That's probably Teddy.