Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm so lucky to have my big, strong grizzly bear around.

Sounds like your dad's losing it.

And I went like, "It takes one to know one!"

Shush! Okay, I'll see you later.

One game isn't going to kill me. Okay.

With breasts the size of watermelons!

- What are you doing? - Reaching for a clump of dirt.

No, that would just ruin it, Red.

I think we got it. That's lovely, Red.

You could, and I know this is a radical suggestion...

Man, are you still on the phone? Come on, let's go.

You beat Eric at basketball! How could that happen?

No, I don't know.

we're both acting like jerks. I'm sorry.

So I gather you and Donna are going through a rough patch.

Michael, do your Chico impression.

Just that it is so darn great, Red.

Women have to pretend to be weak and fragile...

I am not pig-whipped.

and we never kept score and we always had fun.

"No, describe it to me."

so he drinks and crashes his car.

Hey, wait. Who won? I wasn't keeping score.

which, as we all know, came tumbling down, right?

It's just as well. I'm pretty bad at it.

We did last week

I didn't mean to make you hang up on me. I'm sorry. It will never happen again.