Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- The three of us? - Yeah. You, Chan and the vein.

...I was sitting so far away, Michelle Kwan couldn't read my banner.

Okay, let's see. Okay, the turkey's in the oven. The stuffing is ready.

Okay, let's see. Oh, the cranberry sauce.

Ooh, ooh. Stop putting things down my pants.

- What are you doing here? - We're late too.

- Could you pick them up for me? - You're not making the pies?

Did you at least win the contest?

I know. Have you considered pageanting?

Or we could plant PCP in the apartment and call the cops on her.

You know, you always cook this meal all by yourself. Let me help this year.

ROSS: I feel terrible. RACHEL: Oh, so sorry.

- I'm really wedged in here. - I'll pull you through.

No, I'm not letting you put makeup on my baby.

That's some gentle comedy dude

Don' point that thing at me!

Look them in the eye, I could get them to forgive us.

No, seriously. Unh.

- Really? - Sure.

I can't believe they're not here. I slave and I slave for what?

There was this one baby, Haley, who was favored to win...

What are we gonna do? I'm starving.

All right. Okay. All right, let's give these babies something to cry about.

Ow! Stop, stop, I'm worried about damaging my head.

I don't know if that's a good idea. They don't wanna be with us.

...off Joey's Cabbage Patch Kid! - Yeah!

Now, when I get back, I want you and your friends to be gone.

And get ready to taste my very special cranberries.