Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are your intentions with our star which you claim is your own?
This delicious bird seed. Go (BLEEP) yourself!
I thought you could fly.
We all had to kill someone to join the team.
You can't make me. Oh, God!
I got him a star.
MIKE: Ooh, Marquess, getting it in there.
- (SCREAMS) - YUNG HEE: No! - MARQUESS: Oh my God!
I'll kill that old man to prove it.
- we decided... - Michael.
So wait, what does that mean, Mike? Am I still your agent?
(STAMMERING) I just... I just...
but you can't say it's not good going in. (LAUGHING)
and so instead of being my agent,
maybe it's Pigeon that's the flamboyant one.
My God! Are you still talking?
Marquess, you read it. You have that flamboyant style.