Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I love you so much, Gab.
...sort of.
You look good.
...and wipe the ice with their filthy butts!
I couldn't miss your big game.
Then bring it, son.
- Chester just peed on a live snowman! - No cranberries.
They moved me to defense last year.
Back off!
I don't know. That's a good point. Could maybe play a half an hour.
He hit on me.
It's for you.
Play clean. Have a good game.
Or pretzels? They've got...
Let's go in the house. Come on. It's getting cold.
Really?
Just a minute, Mom!
- Exactly like you were sleeping. - No, I was waiting up for you.
I wonder if I could borrow some lip balm?
Do you mind if I try?
Oh, look.
You put the bottom ball on the top ball.
What?
Okay, you're grounded.
Oh, man...
- We got to go. - Be with you in one second.
About what?
That's not just going to work. That's not just going to work.
I wasn't a big fan of sexy zone.
Boy, the old Wizard could use a nap.
You and me. Once and for all.
I'm heading to the Shiverfest. You want to come along?
Maybe I could borrow Mac's car. I could drive back.
Okay, come on.
Talk about your separation anxiety.
...and you won't see it. Like you never saw his measles...
- He's melting. - Who's melting?
Really?
Winter's just barely started.
...so dead!
What about it?
Yeah? Well, it's time he gets over it.
What?
I'm sorry. Defense is a good position, but you're a natural winger.
Wow! Check out these snowmen.
Relax. He's 63. I straightened him out.
No. I'm not going to let you.
He's just smart, so he needs a big cranium for his brain.
I see. It's like that.
Three balls, two stick arms, a cute cork nose.
...you can never lose them. Ever.
I've been doing a lot of thinking about what you said.
Sid, is that you?
...the morning you were born.
Let's go.
Fire!
Merry Christmas, Miss Moon.
Well, I care, but I chose it.
I got kind of hungry.
He kept Looking at me up in the stands.
Four. Yeah, what am I thinking? I'm there. I'm there.
Yeah, just act casual.
Hello there.
If you come down a bit at your end...
We'll see about that.
Come on.
Hey, man. Good morning.
Man, it's cold!
What?
He does?
Run!
Why is the floor wet?
I don't think so.
As long as you hold someone in your heart...
We can hang out while your mom Christmas shops.
What?
More than anything, he wanted you to be whatever you wanted to be.
Dad?
We got more music coming from the '70s and '90s.
Every time
One of your harmonicas?
I love you, Gab.
Hey, hon.
No, no, no.
Time to split.
Come on, Charlie!
What the heck is it?
I think I need a day off.
And Eskimos have wet floors, Mom. Duh.
When?
Anything but a Jeep is a sissy car.
You okay? Good man.
They're using the heavy artillery!
Hey, you! Ball number two.
I mean, how Long do you have to play?