Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

it doesn't help either of us.

I think we're crowding the carrots.

Nothing much. I'm just in crippling credit-card debt.

For the record, I'm never breaking up with you.

Shred the evidence.

Kind of makes me want to change, too.

I know. But Mama's name is on that card,

Usually at Thanksgiving, you're a frazzled, gravy-stained mess.

Because of you, I had to take out a Mexican credit card

I'm thankful my daughter hasn't changed at all

and let you kick a field goal every game.

Never mind. I'll just figure it out on my own.

It's me! Go around!

I'm going to be an ophthalmologist.

then I would get a credit card and a really cute beach tote.

♪ Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone ♪

So that's how you feel.

It's Thanksgiving break.

- You did what?! - Mom! Hi!

If you can't be there for me in a time of need,

and there was this booth with this really friendly dude

- of how the economyworks. - Bup-bup!

You, my son, are ready for these.

It is Thanks-[bleep]-giving!

After buttering up my mom had failed,

Well, I did not see that coming.

My dad'll never let me play the stocks.

Can you believe my mom didn't just hand over $3,000?

I just died in the pit. E.T. is dead.

Do not side with him.

Perfect, Beverly. One moment, please.