Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

LOUISE: Don't you shrimp-shame me!
...and then he pinches them like this... Whoa.
Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no.
until the last possible moment on the last possible day,
I feel like I'm peeing.
(sighs) Fine.
Mmm! Aah!
Wait a minute. Aren't you two a little shrimpy to be shrimps?
TINA: Ugh, it's so awkward.
♪ The briefest of glances ♪
Ooh, hey, look at that.
Shove it! Oh, okay, definitely detention.
I FEEL LIKE IM PEEING
Okay, bye bye. Bye. Yup.
We needed her to babysit you two.
Well, technically, Gene's in charge.
Our accountant isn't that expensive, and he's really good.
GERALD: Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-
That way, even if he gets in, he won't see us.
Well, we're gonna go inside and watch TV now.
Tina, what is going on? Your mom.
Are you saying this is proof there's a God?
It's just, you don't really do
What's wrong with Lobsterfest?
GENE: Uh, there's a shrimp emergency in the ocean.
Later tonight, when you aren't high anymore,
All right, time to turn my desk.
In our eyes.
It was painful. Yeah?
ring the doorbell and tell your parents what you did.
I was thinking I'd just give you a noogie
(grunting)
Hide. Hide. Hide. Hide. Hide. Hide. Hide. Hide.
(gasps) That was three years ago!
♪ Are you the one? ♪
I always thought if accounting didn't work out,
Look at me again.
(panting) Ooh, nice potholders!