Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've got the handwriting of a 15-year-old.

uh, intend to marry me?

This is my father, Pastor Terry Veal.

Get off my wife, you bastard!

But he did want a little bit of insurance.

Thanks, sister!

Ah. Finally. Where have you been?

We just call it a sausage

Hey, I'm almost done with that coverage. I can bring it to you tonight.

- Where's the food? - Sorry. Just stuffing the mushroom.

I don't want no part of your tight-ass country club...

Uh, faster, Pastor.

Anyway, it's a party, and I want the whole family there.

- Maybe I should throw her an anniversary party. - Oh.

What a wonderful surprise.

I'm sure if you look a bit closer you'll find some very earnest people...

Does it seem that way? Where's Buster?

George Michael, don't do this just to get back at me.

What's so important that you're dragging me away from this miserable party?

That's gonna be tough. I'm not really all that invited.

Because Ann's mom doesn't approve of our family? Come on.

I'm thinking of asking Ann to get pre-engaged.

Maybe you can point out to your mother that your father hasn't arrived yet.

- I thought he didn't even like Ann. - No, no. Mrs. Veal.

how much I miss you!

- Mrs. Veal. - Take me to your secular world.

- I'm, uh, listening in- - She wants her man back.

I'm sorry. I can't read what you wrote on this buck slip.

Well, I just had an old friend who wanted to tell you...

Unfortunately, it was also news to Pastor Veal.

I want to know you won't run out on me again.

But I'm not quite sure that they're ready.