Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, I baked today.

Great, so Jack told you.

Preach. He left his kayaks at the launch.

I vote for the latter.

Here we go, sweetheart.

and I still haven't figured out what I wanna do for him.

[voice fades] And I love the pattern, it's just so cute....

No, I'm sorry, I have to go.

I am hung way the hell over.

♪ Don’t hate me, I was just in love ♪

Makes me happy.

to keep the nausea from the HG under control.

My day doesn't start until around 4:00 in the afternoon.

Promise me you'll never let me turn into my father, okay?

I hope you're sailing right now, babe.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

Well, just keep your socks on, sweetie. Charmaine should be able to go home soon.

It must not be that dangerous.

Oh, my gosh, what a gentleman. Both of you.

All right, thanks.

Drop looks like a heavy four, maybe a five.

[laughs] It's a bit of a pinball machine, huh?

-Mel. -Hey, Sheriff.

♪ The pain subsides, I'm mindful ♪

I came by for today's special, but you're all out.

How you feeling?

Okay, what did we come here for, boys?

Oh, save me a seat for that discussion, will ya?

-How do you know? -Well, he's been there most of the day.

♪ When you rise, the sky will meet you ♪

Really? And Doc's okay with that?

Well, I'm happy that you're feeling better.

What are you talking about? We gotta go kayaking.

Well, I offered, but Lizzie refused.

So, tell me something.

-No, it's just sunburn. -Look out!

I'll be back in a second.