Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...11-year-o|d Lip, 10-year-old Ian...
FIONA: Hot dogs downstairs. Nachos too.
-He give you money for the field trip? -l'll pay my own way.
Brian! You are grounded for 1234567891011121314151617181920212223242526272829303132333435363738394041424344454647484950 months for getting a bad haircut and causing chaos at school!
[DRYER RA'I'|'L|NG]
-Do it tomorrow. -It stinks in here.
Boy's definitely going somewhere.
What did I say? What did I tell you? Sow and thou shall reap.
''I can't. She won't. We wouldn't.''
...or to each other.
Field trip. Need Dad's signature.
Brian! Diesel! Eric! Hairdresser! You are grounded for 22222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222 months for getting a bad haircut and causing chaos at school!
Liam's in here somewhere.
No.
Oh! Oh!
Two jets, controlling interest in the Red Wings...
...Fiona and I were gonna knock him down and tag-team him.
With kids. What else did he buy you, Ian?
I'm working after school.
Iswear, Fiona, you're nothing like anyone I've ever met.
-Debbie. -How you doing, Debbie?
...because every single one of them reminds me a little bit of me.
[ENGINE REVS]
-You got any idea what time it is? -Sorry, it's Frank. He's--
IAN: Coming through.
IAN: Erbium, cerium, praseodymium, magnesium--
If you start lying for him»-
STEVE: That's hot. -Don't drop it. Please, don't drop it.
What are you hiding for?
Dad, gel UP>
Because you think like that and Jenna doesn't.
-My bedroom, top of the TV. -Yeah?
[FIONA srer-rs]
[HORN HONKS]
-Can I borrow your deodorant? LIP: I'm using Ian's.
[VERONICA LAUGHS]
Ah. Little-known fact: Don't just chew your food on one side.
Slower.
-Bedpans and shit sheets. VERONICA: Fine...
DRIVER: Hey, watch it!
-Just a couple of Cokes, Mom. -And some beers?
Once, four years ago, yes.
Enough's enough. Boys, let's go. Get in the car. I have to take the boys...
LIP: I'm tutoring after school. Should be able to kick in 10 more.
Oh, yeah, the doors were closing on her walker.
Okay, so just read from the table of elements.
Come on. You can get laid anywhere.
I think they're all asleep.
I like him.
[FRANK HUMS]
Move before you give him a fucking embolism.
You motherfucker!
-I should be back in a couple hours. -RauI won't care?
[RITA SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
Reap what? What are you reaping now?
[CHUCKLING]
Hey, would you tap that ass?
TONY: Fiona. FIONA: Fuck.
-No, no, no. You're gonna like it. -What am I even gonna say?
[LAUGHS]
Karen is thrilled with you. She got an A on her physics midterm.
With your hair pinned high.