Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, hey, Sidney. What do you want? Make it quick. I got my girls this weekend.

- What do you mean? - I'm gonna get even with that scumbag...

He had a mustache.

- And now he's taken a hit out on me! - Calm down. Calm down.

Roger. I know you're in there.

Sir, I would never tamper with the word of the Lord.

Ah, Stan, you made me mess up!

[Steve] Hey, what's this?

- For God's sake, Roger, get up. - [Moaning]

And here are your test results. I couldn't even look at them.

- No problem. I'll just need the password. - Uh, p-password?

You know, Syd, I guess we all wear masks in some way or another.

[Roger's Voice] I knew if I could win her confidence, I'd be able to get that key.

[Simon Beeping]

Does this sound right? "In the beginning, God created the heavens...

No, no, no. This mirror is for customers.

What-What- What's-What's going on?

Oh, looky. Sydney's address book.

But I couldn't get close to that key.

Judy, remember me, the guy who ruined your life?

[Laughs] I punk'd you! It's not really me.

She will learn to love him.

Rooty tooty fresh and fruity. I'm in a pile of doody!

- Dentyne Ice? - [Gasps] Who treats me nice!

Figures. I finally find the perfect fella...

Fat chance, mister. Not after you ruined my life.

- [Beeping] - [Line Ringing]

- And I still have two years left on my AppleCare. - [Simon Beeping]

- I'm Judy. - I'm Sydney. Sydney Huffman.

Uh, Stan, you missed a belt loop back here.

So I had a credit card on my account issued in that name.

Well, I should say I am, sir. I should say I am.

Oh, okay, this is a good seat to watch from too.

Uh, Stan, you missed a belt loop back here.

The last two months, your selfish behavior has gotten out of control.

- [Gasps] Blasphemy! - Cut the act, Huffman.

He's gone, Sydney. Come on out.

In my office! NOW!

Good news. I found some games that are for more than four players.

- You're fired! - [Sobbing]

Your garden is looking great, Sydney!

Who Knew Judy Got Into Trouble At Her Last Job

- What? That's crazy. - It's true.

Roger, I'm afraid you may be right. I think the family hates me.

Favorite words? You mean like herpes, syphilis, " ga-noria?"

Your toothy mug is the only cure for my morning maladies.

- That's impossible! - Well, you did just make a big purchase.

Hello, Lennox. Hildegard, slow down and chew.

is a good-hearted, employed, sober fella who treats me nice.

- [Gasps] You're playing Simon! - [Low Beep]