Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

SCHMIDT: All right, man, let's do it! All right! ROBBY: White guy power.
- Do you think he's really angry at me? - I think you need to talk to him.
- It's really weird that you call my dad Pop-pop. - I like Pop-pop.
- It's a mini carrot? ALL: Ha-ha-ha!
- What do you know about horses? - I know they're big.
- Not a story for this moment. - That's how he got the nickname "Little Penis."
...for me and Nick to own together. - Oh.
...because that's how the world works. - Took the words out of my mouth, Little Penis.
- Don't call him Pop-pop. - Pop-pop.
I'm not angry-fixing, I'm fixing!
- Oh. - One bite at a time, Robby.
Yep. Okay. Twist my arm, I'll be the lookout.
This is not a story for everyone.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
- Yeah, I think he was making fun of you. - For what?
- Excuse me, I gotta take this call. - Unbelievable, Dad.
My niece goes to veterinary school. We're proud.
- The nickname is longer than "Walt," so... - It's the name I gave him.
- No, no, no. - Sweat like a cop.
Why did you fly me all the way out from Grenada if you weren't gonna listen to me?
- Battery? - When are batteries squishy?
JESS: Keep talking. This is good for you guys.
Some people, I just don't under... They just... Ugh!
JESS: Top of my class.
Let me handle this.
Your eyes are twice the size of normal eyes. It's a bigger target.
Wait, Robby...
...so the man threatening to beat up my father would run off scared.