Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Philadelphia. - Poop-shoot lawsuit.

2 x 2 x 3 x 5 x 7 x 7 = 2940

- What? - What?

- Hold on to something. - Why isn't the time machine working?

- Where are you going? - To the Elton John party.

The other appears to be Terence Trent D'Arby.

Yeah, I built it after I got bored with that European See 'n Say.

It's here. The uranium lab is in here.

- Right. Mort, you all set? - Oh, God. I hope this works.

The 10 of us gonna load up the Impala and head on down to Hotlanta.

Dear God, this place is nightmarish.

Peter, for best picture you wrote Wild Hogs.

That would be more irresponsible than silent-movie porn.

There's the checkpoint.

I took a laxative and a stool softern they are fighting it out in there

Let's find a safe spot and make the trip back home.

...your Human Resources person was not around to hear that.

...who died in a freak accident that you can't really blame on anyone...

We gotta get out of here.

Men, as officers of the Royal Air Force, you're the very best in the world.

Yeah. Yeah, I can vouch for him. He's real. He's molested me many times.

Oh. Clap, clap, clap.

Stewie, do you think Mort accidentally stumbled into the time machine?

Everybody, hang on.

Quick, get the parachutes.

If we get passed it, we're out of occupied Poland.

WE ONTO SOMETHING GOOD HERE

September 1 st, 1939. This is the German invasion of Poland.

WE ON TO SOMETHING

It smells like Josh Hartnett's balls in there.