Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know.
with the same title. Big deal.
Who's there?
Hold on! Help is on the way.
(CAR LOCK CHIRPS)
So are you guys up for one last fight?
Hang on, Funnybones! Daddy's coming!
Fine. Wolf out.
I'll do it. Do what you got to do!
(CHRISTMAS CAROL PLAYING)
(EXCLAIMS)
You are a liar.
(SCREAMING)
that he's in love with Penny,
and says, "Enough is enough!"
(SCREAMING)
Squeeze him like a bug!
Or what? You'd shoot me with a spitball? Give me a wedgie?
MAN 2: Guilty. You?
I'm not lying. Stall Duncan another second, okay? I'm coming.
(LAUGHS)
What a day.
My throat is still very sore. Thank you.
You'll have to hold on tight. We've only got one chute.
You always say that. No, you don't.
and finally be taken seriously as an actor.
Back to the set, Sir?
(BLOWING)
He's the president.
Come on, Jason. You're smarter than that.
(CHUCKLES)
WOMAN ON PA: Welcome to Los Angeles International Airport.
The press is all here!
It was awful. He started choking. His face turned purple.
We've been over this. It's ancient history.
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
Everything okay here?
Forget it, Kaylee.
It'd take an army to get Wolf to admit the truth!
I am going to get you, Shepherd!
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
I borrowed the chopper from the shoot. You're in good hands.
Say, "Harry Shepherd's office." No way.
May I? Sure.
I want to see a broken man.
I'll fix it.
Come on. Follow me.
What can we do? My parents will be here in the morning! We tried everything!
(BOTH GRUNT)
MONTY: Hello? Where the hell did you send me?
MAN: You suck, Marty.
Yes, ma'am. In the tail area, to be more specific.
It's Shandra.
Ms. Caldwell?
"Jason: " Big.
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove!!!
My folks are taking a long weekend at some health spa for their anniversary.
"People everywhere stopped and stared at the big, fat liar. ".
Loved it!
Hello?
So if you want to remain my partner, I've got two words for you.
Shh.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
BOY: Incoming!
I think we just hit a kid.
(LAUGHS)
Okay, that's all you had to say.
Gold team, you are responsible for mental warfare.
in the 90210. We're talking mondo bucks.
By the by,
Through the desert?
Jeez!
(TAPPING)
Yo, what's up, dog?
(HIP HOP MUSIC PLAYING)
You know, Grandma, you should think about getting into shape yourself.
(CAR LOCK CHIRPS)
Where'd you come up with this idea?
Trust me, all it takes is one hit to get you back on top.
Oh, really?
I don't have time to work on the script! That's your job.
(EXCLAIMS) Hey there, Marty.
But when he discovers the ultimate truth,
You poor thing.
Can you say boring?
Let's see. Fully-developed brain,
Here's my dad's number.
His number is 555-0147.
But, bye-bye, Little Boy Blue! I am back!
Don't let him get away!
MAN: Don't look in his eyes.
You know who's listening, pal? No one.
You kids are all gonna be hearing from my lawyer!
(EXCLAIMING)
We've got furs to sell.
(SNICKERS)
Right on schedule.
If it'll make you happy, I'll check my jacket pocket.
Shh.
Never. Yes.
A 1,000-word story in three hours?