Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It is simple.
...these cheerleaders lathered me up like a whale...
Sally Jones, I accept your dangerous mission.
- Thanks, asshole. - My pleasure.
Shiatsu? Watch your language. A lady's present.
Here is what I was looking for, Joey.
We going like Morgan Freeman.
In this is a legend about a Great White Ninja?
Help me!
- Come home, Haru. - I cannot, sensei.
Gobei, I've always looked up to you, and you've always looked out for me.
Who are you?
Do not be fooled by my skin colour.
I can do it.
Why are we stopping here?
It appears Sally's using her false name with these people.
Who is stealing my shoes?
There's no time!
It is better that you not let them know I am here.
As we talked about, you'll distract him...
Thanks, big brother. It's all right.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye!
- We're like this. - A ninja master knows best.
Mind if I borrow this next week? I got a blind date. A blind date!
Meditate on me, Haru, and we'll meet on the Plane of Enlightenment.
- Why are you here? - I come to help you.
You get a ride on 83rd Avenue, dressed like that in the middle of winter.
I gotcha!
A group of ninjas foiled an attempted counterfeiting operation.
Preparing a great ninja tool: The laughing mushroom.
I'll contact you before I leave.
Wait!
The meeting with the Kobudosai is arranged.
- I did? - Yes.
I do not remember hearing thunder.
Get out!
Sally! Sally Jones! It is I, Haru!
I'm Chet Walters. Nice coat. Who shot the couch?
Have you met the ink specialist?
I can plug it into the Marshall formula...
Here's some advice for your next life: