Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[laughs softly] Yeah, right. That's ridiculous.
Do you remember me?
♪ A light I'll never need ♪
743.
Don't be too sure of that, Reg.
we'll tell the world who you really are.
and the Hitler Youth had a baby.
[man on radio] ...are Governor and Mrs. Connally.
-and not the way you like it! -That's my cue.
A thank-you for preserving
And they are being greeted by placards
My parents didn't die in a robbery.
Oh, Harlan.
-Or I'll give you something to stare at. -He's just a little guy.
This is it.
[men chuckling]
Because I'm him, and that is exactly what I would do
No matter what your mama says.
[instrumental music swelling]
I think the best thing I can do for you right now
I knew that didn't look right.
-[wind continues howling] -[Diego grunts]
You aren't gonna take my son from me.
What do you mean?
I'd say it's time that we solved this problem...
Tell me where Diego went
♪ With myself... ♪ [song fades out]
[man on radio] The crowd yells.
Probably a Communist, who you hit with your car.
-[splutters, grunts] -All right, sweaty gerbil man.
Go!
-He doesn't have to die. -No, no, Diego--
[softly] Flatulence. Stage four.
I know your feeble mind only responds to age and authority,
shaking hands with the crowd.
Go ahead.
...or I'm gonna beat you,
-That's messed up, Vanya. -[soft energy pulse]
we've got one Five too many,
Right.