Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

LOUISE: Mine has a bathtub in the middle of the room!
- and I'm up to my neck in poop. - Been there.
BOB: Hmm, that's great, Kyle.
I love a little breeze.
- Should we just do it? - You think we should do it?
That's just a thing I do.
- Honey, let's go. - I'm leaving, too.
but that's the plan.
I'll calm down. I'm just gonna touch a shrimp.
to have a nice Mother's Day, and things got out of control.
- Watch my walk. - Oh, he looks so tired.
Haunting and/or just seeming really freaky.
- I changed my walk. Look. - Damn.
I like the way I said it better,
You know what they say, drone it till you own it. (Chuckles)
Okay, let's just go in, take the tour, and leave.
all that squirrel blood for nothing.
- Jerky? - We got to go. We got to go!
One of us is kind of embarrassing himself right now.
By pretending to be a ghost?
- Oh. Um... hi. - Oh, my God.
- Mommy, Daddy, help! - CLAIRE: What is happening?
Um, but each squirrel only bleeds a few ounces,
but I could never tell if he was pro or con.
And why aren't you kicking us out of your house?
and I was gonna make a special Mother's Day breakfast.
I should tell you, it does have some "old house" issues.
Eventually Spencer moved away and my husband passed.
I called him before we left. This was his mom's house,
Did you say swords? (Laughs)
Don't worry, these richy riches can afford to feed us.
Aw, thank you.
Oh, no, I meant I'm, uh,
Please don't go. Uh, re-re-cock it.
(Tina groaning)
Okay, you can do this.
SPENCER: My mother's first squirrel-sterpiece.
It's just, I'm remodeling the third floor.