Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stan, we went on this vacation to spend time together,
I'm George Hamilton, 20 years ago.
Ah, that's my sister!
(neighing)
It must be working...
(silenced gunshots)
(shuddering)
What?!
And then what happened?
Thank you, Omar!
(dolphins clicking)
the area code from whence they hail.
I swear to Goodness we're going to that
Excuse me, where's the hotel camp for older kids?
We lost him.
Mommy?
Go find your mommy.
Now th-they've crawled inside my body!
Oh, I see.
He's always surrounded by people.
We made it!
No work on vacation. That's my motto.
That guy.
I saw Bullock's text!
(sighs): Oh.
Oh, I signed us up for hot air ballooning at sunset.
Hey, little guy, gonna get yourself hurt there.
Why would you zoom in?
it really gets a man thinking.
That son of a bitch is working.
(loud pop, both scream)
Hey, chin up.
You're trying to kill someone on our vacation!
Ginger slap!