Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wanted to ask you if you'd ever seen her acting strangely on...
Well, so is my inheritance!
First aid kit! EpiPen!
How is everybody okay with this?
Oh, my God, the first aid kit. I think it might have an EpiPen.
Hurry, hurry, sit down. Come in.
Captain Murphy.
Plus, I assume you've got an EpiPen on this big Riptide-looking bastard?
Okay, Mr. Peabody. Are you finished?
...you will wish you were Michael Findlay. A, Cecil won't kick you off.
Hi. It's Pam, right?
What? Oh, my God, don't eat that. Hey!
As much as you need.
...who's going to make me rich.
Okay. Sorry in advance for this.
At which point, I will launch our missiles on Washington, Miami and New York.
It's a figure of speech, like shut your hatch.
...you also thought you were a werewolf!
Goddamn it, shut up, John Williams!
Well, how much time do you have?
And, okay, here's what we're doing.
So recovering the bomb requires a deep submergence vehicle.