Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mrs Windsor and I consider ourselves pizza connoisseurs.

It’s tradition.... And you don’t monkey with tradition!

OK. Why don't you break 'em?

It's the shit, Steam. Don't eat it.

How old are you, Phoebe?

It's a great party.

You pregnant, Jojo?

You know, helping me out, supporting me, telling me I made the right decision.

- I wouldn't let that moron in the door. - Why not?

Hi. Tim Travers.

I mean, what if your mother had died?

- Stormy nights? - Kat, it's just a story.

I wanna go home.

Ladies? Here you go.

- Yes, sir? - How's your lobster?

Yeah. Just a little while longer.

Why do that, when I could be here with you?

Phoebe wanted to say goodbye.

- Why? - Cos it's boring.

- But it's just a joke. - No!

- I'm going to take astronomy at college. - Yeah? What college?

No-one's going around. Nobody's going around. No-one's going around. Nobody's going around.

Up at the Cape. Remember, Mom?

Will you please tell us what's in the pizza?

Silks, pearls, sapphires from India.

- I kind of flubbed it today. - No, no. We both loved it.

Yes. Yes, Main Street.

I don't want to.

Isn't that the right word, Charlie? Like in that pool-hall movie.

I almost peed in my pants.

Come on, Bill. Let's go outside and talk, OK?

OK. It's our turn, sweetheart.

You know what? Ten years from now, she's going to be a famous astrologer.

- Kiss Mom for me. - No. I'll be late for my interview.

When you retire, right?

- Hey, John. - Hey, Daisy.

I beg your pardon?

I Fucked Up! (yeah but you gave it 100%)

- There you go. - Thank you.

don't monkey with tradition!

Well, you certainly seem to have the touch.

No, no. I'm delighted to have someone use the thing.

- I said that's enough! - OK. So I guess dinner is over.

- Keep going to the library, OK? - OK.

- Elias Montrose! - I told you so.

But I think your mother could use a drink.

Oh, I do, please.