Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-How much? -Yeah, imperceptible.
-Earl Snead Sinclair! -Oh, God. My whole name.
Noah: Ta Da! (GENE AND NOAH SCREAMING)
Maybe we should consider hiring Robbie a tutor.
And I'm not giving up my TV
Whoa-oh. Lots of feet. Can't get up! (GRUNTING)
MAN: We need three men!
All right, look, I'm gonna say this one time.
Well, that just may be, Earl,
No matter how low you are in this world,
Look, Fran, I say this with all love and everything,
-What happened next? -I went to work.
It's only natural in a dinosaur's life to go off alone one day
if he had traveled a different road, but you know what?
Robbie! Charlene! Get your tails in here! This is your father talking!
Well, obviously, you do, since you're ready to quit your job for them.
Oh, good.
Daddy, can't I even say hello
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(SHIVERS) Eh. So what?
They get you fired from the only thing you were ever good at.
They lived in the woods and ate their children,
because you, and your brother, and your sister, were all born dinosaurs.
Fran, I'm home. I'm hungry. (GROANS)