Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your sister's not bad. - Nicky.
And if we can proportionally reduce the amount of empty space...
Uh, no, I... Yeah, I could. But I wasn't watching you. I...
Tommy, stop the lawn mower. - Tommy.
Can't imagine, dear. - What do you mean you can't imagine?
Dad.
No.
Don.
What are you saying, Nick?
No, Dad. Dad.
And you're coming fishing with the family. Is that clear?
Dad. - Mr. Szalinski.
This is the burrow of a Lumbricus terrestris.
There... I see nothing wrong with wanting to take my son fishing.
That guy's Got serious problems
No.
Tommy. - Tommy.
...having leftovers for a while.
We'll make it, Nick.
Reminds me of the backyard.
9 story stomach growl
Oh, don't worry, honey. I'll get 'em out.
He needs something. When I was his age, I was capt...
...this time of year.
No, no, no, no. - Oh, no. No, no.
Good night, Russ.
Mm-hmm.
Nice ant. Come on, you guys.
Nobody saw it but you.
I wonder what's for dinner, right, Russ?
Get out of there.
Please don't die.
Please, please, shrink.
A what? - Earthworm. They're dormant...
They take it okay? - Mae.
Come on, honey.
It works.
Don't eat so fast. Hey, that's my hand.
Nick? - Are you there, kids?
She's all right.
What's 'Uh-huh' supposed to mean? - Russell.
Oh, Wayne. - I failed, Diane.
My dad's machine works.
I-I'm Russ Thompson from next door, uh...
I know.
Antie. - There.
Mm-hmm.
When was the last time… you saw just one ant
How 'bout the truth? - Mae, what kind of an excuse is that?
if you guys are hiding up here...
...the football team yesterday.
Be quiet, Quark.
Nick.
Get off the grass.
Not with my babies out here all alone.
Nick.
Diane.
Look, I finished mine. Looks just like yours, huh?