Adam Sandler & Friends At Their Most Unhinged | Grown Ups Best Scenes

Birdie coming through everybody, birdie coming through. Good morning. Go ahead, take it right over to the table. How we doing? Something stinks in here. Glory and I are making breakfast for everybody. Using a dehydrator, which never cooks anything above 150 degrees. Those are pancakes? They're ocean pancakes. They're great, they look like you cut them off an elephant's legs. I'm not eating that. It's good for you. What is this? What is this? A scab? It's dehydrated banana. What happened to a normal banana? You peel a banana and you eat it. The kids will love it, it's fun, man. It doesn't go bad all day. You slice it up really thin. Oh, I see what you do with it. I don't know, maybe you're right, this is good. Is that what you meant? You could do that, I guess you could. I'd rather be hit by dehydrated fruit than a processed fruit. Processed fruit. I'm just kidding around. So when you think you're rich, you slap people with dehydrated fruit. I don't think that, don't say that. Good morning. Honey, how is the birdie? Ooh la la. I know, I know, I'm overdressed. But sorry, I packed for Milan, not the lake. Oh, yeah. Made from acorns. So, dude, I'm not eating any of this. Do you got any normal food, cereal? Would you like me to make you an egg white frittata, Mr. Feder? Oh, I mean, is that what you're doing in science class now? Making frittatas? Nah, you know what, we're okay. You can go practice that in your room, though. I know you got the big test coming. You know, honey, I think you're overwhelming Lenny. Here, I got a present for you. Bacon. Knock yourself out. Bacon. Hey. She gets it. Hey, here you go. She gets it. Thank God she gets it. All right, so. Hey, what are you doing? Cooking the bacon. Not in here. That's dead animal flesh, and it's not going near the vegan food. Murderer. Fine. What do I do with it? Oh, I know. I'm sorry, buddy. I'm sorry. Curly, shame on you. That crazy dog must have got into some of my leftover pasta fazool. Yeah, Mama, I'm sure that's exactly what happened. It did. We should get a dog. We should get a water buffalo. Higgins, what are you doing? Look, I don't wear pants at my house. I'm not wearing them at your house, sorry. That was a man's ass? All right, fellas. I can't believe we're doing this. How do we always let Lenny talk Santa into the stupidest stuff? Remember the rules. Whoever stays in the shirt for the longest wins. No, I don't. What? That's right. Santa won. Why are we doing this? I don't know. Oh, no. I don't see it. Where is it? I lost it in the sun. I am the champion. I beat all you pansies. Oh, sure, angel. Come here. I'll give you a little something. Slow down, honey. Not such a big gulp, you're going to get a tummy ache. Your son is so cute. Yeah. How old is he? Oh, he's 48 months. That's four. Yeah. We meant to stop last year, but he likes it so much, and we don't like to say no. Oh. Hey, sweetheart, could you use a fork, please? No. Looks like she didn't get the memo. Well, if it isn't the other black guy who grew up here. No, no, no. In this town, I'm the black guy, and you're the other black guy. No, man. In this town, I'm the black guy. When white people see me coming into the store, they get scared. Yeah, when white people see me coming into the store, they run, okay? Wow. Yeah, these are my white people. Go get your own white people. You're crazy. 78. Who's having sex? Honey, why does everything always have to be about you? Why do you always have to be such a dink? I can't even breathe. I haven't felt my legs since the second quarter. Hey, you want to take injuries? You got it. Oh! Oh, my God! I can't go on. I got a slippery disc. Oh, come on. Oh, it just slipped out. I think he's done. I'm done. This is ridiculous. Somebody's going to have a heart attack. What are you doing? That's it? Darth Vader, let's go. Sit down. Ooh, is that a cannoli from Vigilio's? Did you seriously just take your daughter's cannoli? From Vigilio's. Leave me alone. Don't talk, Daddy. What do you say we bring my son and your son into this? Done. Greggie. Me. Kid Bailey. And, hey, somebody fill up that jug with some boss water for the Hollywood kid. It's Voss with a V. Hey, do you mind if I touch your belly? I love babies. I love to feel them kick. Yeah, go ahead. Oh, thank you. That's not my baby. That's my boo. Oh, I like to feel those, too. Hey. No harm done. All right, take it out. 16 to 16. Half court, two on two. Let's go. Line this up, please. Nice court, nice court. Let's see some. Nice court.