Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, I believe you.

- Susan. - I'm gonna get my stuff.

or a fight to the death...

Let me have my father back.

I've got to go home and kiss my mother's ass and I'm not going to do it sober.

The way they dealt with adversity,

Rex, you need to come home.

It's the last place anybody ever saw your sister.

[Radio chatter]

I don't care. I'm not going back there.

- Would you like me to sponsor you? - That's one of the best schools.

Why would you suggest that?

I could give you the new keys if you'd adhere to my rules,

[Mobile phone rings]

was going better than mine before we had kids.

[Medic] Right there.

- It's not a competition. - The hell it isn't.

Of course, the trick is...

I can't go back, I can't win where I am.

in places where women spend the majority of their time.

Yes, Mrs. Huber understood the first rule of competition:

If he's angry about you moving out, he should shove your head into a locker.

- Yeah, you know... - Yeah, yeah.

We gave to charity. We were good people, Mr. Shaw.

Yeah. Yeah, she said, "The jig is up," and then she went to ride the bull.

- Mike, here's the thing. - What?

- I'm not gonna forget about this. - What's that supposed to mean?

You're lying to her, Mike.

Wow, honey! This place looks spotless.

Sue, Reba, Emma and Lori, would you girls come and help me with the snacks?

- before somebody else moved in. - Aw.

So does Andrew. Blaming his actions on our problems,

I need all my energy I can get.

This is one of the houses I've had a hard time getting into.

I told Mike I expect him to have you home by 11:00.

I thought we could make a formal dinner for six...