Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on up.
- So, Joey, are you okay? - Yeah, I guess.
...who thinks things are other things.
What?
- Good to meet you. - You too.
It's vinyl.
Whoa, back up there, sparky.
- I mean, what about you? - Me? I'm fine.
I believe when the right woman comes along...
...about making things right?
- Ma! What are you doing here? - I came to give you this and this!
You know, this kind of codependent, emotionally stunted...
Well, I don't know.
How's it going?
She's a pet mortician.
Do you remember how your father used to be?
I'll show you to my room.
- What? - I'm sorry.
Maybe to compensate for overshadowing a sibling. Maybe
Not that wood shop, not those stupid little ships in the bottle.
And you're all like, "Oh, define me! Define me!