Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Think you can just get rid of me that easily?
- Not with your pants down. - Oh my God!
(engine starts)
As I was saying, Nanny,
the date of birth, home town, socioeconomic makeup.
- Please! - Grayer, come on, buddy.
I'll tell you about the dads.
They don't have any piercings,
every day and every night."
And for that, I owe you the world.
- Hi. - My God.
no, I don't know what that is.
Can I come with you?
so we wouldn't have to.
- Mmm. - Mmm.
- when you're a famous CFO. - Oh, Mom.
So...
* You realize *
I can't.
I love it. Hey, should I whip up a fondue for Mom?
- No no no... - Make sure to tell her I'm sorry.
I suppose I forgot.
Oh, that's crazy Grandpa.
- Annie: Hello, Manolo. - We believe it's important
I love you best.
Nanny! Good, you're up.
Shit! Grayer!
don't work out, okay?
Man on P. A: Master in economics, minor in communications.
I thought this job was supposed to be
Say hello to the nice fella.
Hmm.
I would make it meatloaf. I'm gonna borrow this.
I know you've noticed my ass,
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
She's your friend?
- Stewardess? - Escort?
* You grew up riding the subways *
Hmm.
No, I am a mighty good runner, mister.
Okay.
Even so, I fell asleep confident
(chuckles)
Cheerios are sugar-free.
Therefore we have decided to hire a consultant
...was actually keeping me from living one.
Grayer: We're going to 'Tucket. We're going to 'Tucket.
- * Freedom * - * So please don't give me up. *
Good night.
arriving on track two.
- It's you. - Bitsy.
As you can see, my husband and I
- Really? - You look very pretty, Mommy.
Don't you think that's long enough?
Grayer? Grayer?
Remember what happens to little monsters?
Do you read to the child from "The Wall Street Journal"?
(water running)
Oh, Mom, I couldn't handle it anymore.
Mm-hm.
* Move with me, jam with me... *
Oh, Maria? Are you gonna tell Mrs. X that I've arrived?
Come on, Annie. This place,
Mommy doesn't use caffeine.
I think it's "La."
Grove, come on. What is wrong? Why won't you shake your booty?
Let's go.
Come on in.
I'm the one who's been raising your son.
They scare me!
Slamming the door in your kid's face is not okay.
so I was wondering if we could schedule some time
Grayer, go to your mommy.
I'm certainly ready for one.
Area of interest...
participating in a dreaded rite-of-passage ceremony.
as it relates to your intended field.
Oh, thank you.
but the truth is, I can only stay for a few days.
forgive me.
Grayer is never allowed to nap during the day.
You didn't tell us you knew a nanny.
- Mother? - My, you've gotten portly.
As if you know anything about my life.
Yes, she's my friend. Isn't she your friend too?
intervened.
where I had no voice.
- I'm taking him. - Oh no, I can take him.
you've been meeting with a lot of people.
Type B, you provide
But you really... you can't do that sort of thing
Come on, answer me. You gonna take over the world?
Plus you know you're wrong, or you wouldn't be lying to your mother.
* I take the blue ones every time *
until the custody battle is settled.
Dessert?
Rule number two:
* Something more, more *
Yeah, okay, let's go.
you're free, girl.
Okay.
I'll... I'll never ask you again.
Ew.
Well he's... he's sleeping now.
pretty much all by herself.
Annie. Annie the nanny.
Yeah, I think it's very... very interesting.
- Real life awaits. - God.
Well, you know, I am going to...
But perhaps the most bizarre social patterns
All right, what about... what about Grover?
I just wanted your mother to be here for the news.
- Grayer! - Help!
I don't mean...
What?
Play date? What the hell is a play date?
- It's a little small, but... - Mmm.
He just... he just wants you there.
in your own words, who exactly is Annie Braddock?
the New York Stock Exchange.
- That must be upsetting. - Not upsetting.
Then he can't be that sick now, can he?
human beings who are drowning in their desire
All right, listen up, people. This is my apartment.
Annie: Excuse me, sir? Sir.
- Annie? - Dry cleaning.
What is it, sweetheart? What's wrong?
Of all my privileges, Grayer is my greatest.
* There's got to be more *
Woman: Does anyone have an extra diaper I can use?
it seemed my future was finally set.
* Macarena, hey, Macarena... *
Your son, your wife,
to offer the group one particular example