Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're a special, secret government strike team.
A shove off the cliff?
You're a real shitty agent.
That little bitch. Abducted by aliens?
when I really mean to whisper, "Hello."
Oh, hello, we're the Mike Tyson Mystery Team.
Of course, they'll keep him overnight for "observation".
There's no Mike Tyson Secret Government... Uh... What'd I call it?
- (MARQUESS SCREAMING) - Whoa!
And now we don't need that heat shield. Good job, Yung.
CARLTON: Oh! (SCREAMING)
- I made it up. - What?
My casa es su casa, Jose.
No, I got him a great gift.
Deezy, why don't you see about copyrighting that (BLEEP).