Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Francine, you've clearly gone insane. I'm not even gonna entertain that idea.

If you truly are a ghost whisperer, then you'll let me talk to my dead wife.

There are other sayings, but they mostly involve genocide.

Mom, there's no way out and there's nothing in this cave we can eat.

#ά #ώ #ή #έ

- See? Because you didn't really go. - But if we're in here, where's Stan?

2 x 2 x 2 x 2 x 2 x 3 x 3 x 3 = 864

... and program the greatest family vacation ever.

If you quit, I'll see to it you never work in this town again.

Okay, okay, I took your silverware.

No! What are we gonna do for pictures of food now?

Sunday. We're about to finally have...

- Good Lord, Francine. - Oh, my God, Mom! That's disgusting.

- Steve! - Stan, he's choosing life.

And I'd be right. I just...

You know, I'm an actress. And I'm amazing.

I'm in the goo.

I did nothing of the kind.

So who's the real thief here? Both. Both of us.

Oh, I didn't tell you? I'm gonna become the greatest actor of all time.

- Good contribution. - It's real! It's real! Get out of my way!

- I'm going for a part on Ghost Whisperer. - What?