Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Liar. Stay somewhere else.

I found him an hour ago.

I'm Jon Gosselin.

This Thanksgiving, Janet's watching the kids. All of them.

I need two Sprites, a 7-Up, six baby aspirin, and a Flintstones vitamin. Dino.

Look, Janet. Marriage means something to Holt.

Oh, no. It's just one of Holt's stupid Twitter updates.

Before we get started, no, I'm not an Elvis impersonator.

Holt, we're here to return these kids to their irresponsible mother. Where is she?

Sipping coffee out of a little Styrofoam cup in a windowless room.

Wait. Maybe that's them.

I've never been out with anybody who tipped a waitress a hundred dollars.

...and get back to Stoolbend where there's nothing going on.