Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ha ha! That last one was me!
- She's important to this man here. - Hey there.
Check it out! I'm taking small bites
B-B-B-Body slam!
Okay. How about this song, then?
- Stop right there! - Dad!
Not everyone.
Something tells me this isn't hair removal!
No, I'm not. Let go. Hayley! Let go, Hayley!
- Babe? You found me! - Jeff!
You emptied the clip and hit the sign,
and hold his breath for the rest of his life.
Well, since no one's gonna remember this...
Ah, damn. We just went!
- to look like Jeff? - What?!
I'm so excited to take care of him.
- Uh-huh. Go on. - My species are Collectors.
Hmm. "You're in luck" may have been a bad choice of words.
It's like a clock, except it makes fart noises.
Hayley, cover your ears. Daddy's gonna make a bang.
Bye! Have a beautifull day!
Only question is, what is this alien doing here?
but there's no bringing him back.
God, I could go for a panera.
Outfit change!
Rings catch girls. Babies trap boys.
Mm-mmm. Wow.
- Vast. - Hayley, your husband's back.
Whoa, whoa. Let's slow down there.
You mean because he's an alien who altered his appearance
learning to speak like a cool, responsible human like you guys.