Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get with what program, Culp?
You know, I could chisel it into rock faster than this.
It's Bruton and Onalewski.
Yeah, co.
Well, there ain't gonna be no dinner this year.
Carl, Carl, please.
For what?
And if it makes you feel any better, have a Christmas.
Blow it open, Freylock.
Santa Claus got barbecue sauce in his drawers.
You see what I'm saying?
Hey, oh!
What is it?
Introducing the new Mr. and Mrs. Brutowski.
Hey, you get right down here and boil me some sausages.
My baby.
I split her with Carl, so he's co-owner.
And I haven't gotten too much pleasing.
Yeah, I may have laid it on a little thick there, but, uh... I think I may have sweet-talked her into coming down here.
Wow.
She got the car.
Meanwhile, you can pretend to get up now.
All right!