Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When it comes to my son's best interests,
I hope you forgive me. All right?
You should go to bed.
- Then we'll have to leave tonight. - Why? What's going on?
Yeah.
Could you excuse me for just a minute?
Oh, that's a good idea.
I wouldn't want you to hate yourself.
As a matter of fact, there's this one guy who'd be perfect.
I can't be your doctor, let alone your surgeon.
Mm, not that long ago.
But I'm not doing it anymore. So, tough luck, pally.
- Get back here. - We had a talk.
- [Lynette] Hi. - Hey.
It's disgusting, he's like a lovesick puppy!
You have a real job. Right here. Staying home with the kids.
I told you, we will be moving soon. There's nothing to worry about.
We also understand that victory depends on the cards that we have been dealt.
[loud knocking on door]
- Can we talk about something? - Sure.
You know, make them into, like, famous characters.
OK, red flag! I didn't go to medical school,
I want Canadian bacon. Please.
Well, getting rid of me isn't going to change anything.
It'll take time before I'm ready to get pregnant again.
What about the two of us working and living together?
that a little part of me has been hating you
Uh, now is actually not a good time for me.
- I'll be up in a second, buddy. - [Lynette] Hi.
I put the house up for sale, and we're moving.
Why? The last time that we worked together...
- Knock what off? - Babies, babies, babies.
Those "Angry Mouse" spots were hilarious!
Wow.
I would be more comfortable with an experienced surgeon.
Do you remember the man they arrested?
- What's his name? - Tom.
I can do better. I can do better than that.
...if I ever catch you looking at that Van De Kamp girl,
You know, I made a decision too.
Come on, buddy, let's hunt it down.
[both grunting and yelling]
Oh. Wow. I see you worked for Bellfore and Barrasso. That's a great shop.
Oh, well, OK. I mean, I guess...
You just missed out on a good thing.
I've always thought the maternal instinct
I need to know that this isn't a maybe.