Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your grandma loved pocket watches.
Here, Your Honor. I'm Mitchell Pritchett, attorney to Ms. Manchego.
I got this. He's quitting his job.
- Here. Try mine, Frank. - Ooh. I bet it's delicious.
going out of her way to take care of us.
Good morning, Mr. Dunphy, visitors.
Ah! Here it is.
- No deal. Not guilty. - Mitchell, stop.
Honey, honey. Hey. So you're not gonna do what your mom asked?
Oh, I'm sorry. I'm her lawyer.
that was broken that fateful afternoon.
I just don't get it. Why would she give me a lighter?
Good for you. And Arizona.
No, no. She picked out her own urn.
Oh, you look beautiful. Hiya, kids. How are you holding on, hmm?
Like a traffic ticket. You walk into court, pay a fine, it's done. Quick and easy.
Which led to some pretty memorable lovemaking.
I feel better having you here though.
Nobody's that good.
That's mahj again!
- Huh. - That's on me. I shed like a collie.
Hello again. Oh, no. You're alone.
Yeah. We were pretty hammered.
Oh, you brought my neck pillow.
Oh, my God. There's a letter.
It's not the worst thing I've picked up at an airport, but close.
Hey, guys. Gloria, you must be so hot in that.
I better go with her. Yeah. You should go. Mm-hmm.
She does. Annie, honey.
Shame!
Seriously? Again?
I don't mean to stir things up,
Well, who am I gonna tell?
Turns out she sent more men off to war than Lyndon Johnson.
Phil, I'm so sorry.
and a motorcycle rider wearing no helmet.
- No feeding the ducks. - What are you looking at me for?