Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Typically, Louise, when you do a distraction,
No one's in this pot. Go away. I am the spaghetti.
All right.
And this is my son. You can't tell 'cause he's pale and I'm so dark,
When the ship docks, Gene: bam, bullhorn!
Marilyn?! Marilyn...!
You've had plenty.
I wish I could, but we're leaving after dessert.
Hmm? He's gone!
Linda, are you kidding?! Wha...?
Okay, next time.
Why were you out so late last night, Marilyn?
Captain would like to thank the chef.
Cool off. Thank you.
Fancy? Was he gonna say fancy?
Run to $100!
You're out of your mind.
You're spoiled.
You know, I've tried burgers from Maine to Mexico,
How about you, Minka? Sorry, Blythe, I have to stay here and see who blinks first.