Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, Flame Mother, you will be our salvation.
[sighs] The things I'm willing to do for you
a shortage has emerged, turning even allies
♪ A cottage small is all I'm after ♪
Asking is less embarrassing than getting it wrong. Trust me.
[groans softly]
- Well, I'm awful happy for you, Buck. - [chuckling]
My agent got them to throw in one of those robots.
Yep, it's me, Cooper Howard,
Yeah, I do.
Uh, that was Henry. From work.
Mm.
I'm more focused on HR R&D now.
- Mm. - Listen to me,
Says who?
Roosevelt, I'm sorry. You can't come, buddy.
- What if I want to wear a green one? - So the bomb falls,
We can buy a spot in the vaults.
[eerie music playing]
Bud Askins. I oversee our Southern California operations.
♪ Away from you...
the govermint
What's on Level 12 and why can't we go there?
[man 1] He was so good in that movie.
- Also, I would feel bad. - I think these people are trying to trap us here.
Now, that right there is Vault 4's three-foot-thick lead casing.
that is you and that is Janey--
We're actors. We make movies, Charlie.
And once again, welcome to Vault 4.
Birdie's available.
♪ Let the bygones go bye-bye ♪
I got one question for you, ol' buddy.
No! You're crazy!
Bud Askins-- he licensed them from RobCo.
[intriguing music playing]
- [grunts] - Yeah.
I know you always try to do the right thing.
I mean, one funny joke I told on maybe ten occasions.
♪ Free from the care and strife ♪
- Okay. All right, bye-bye. - I have some questions for her. I don't--
Management
wanted to say a quick hello.
You smell good.
To bring back Shady Sands, blood must spill.
It happens all the time.
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Hello there.
What?
- Yeah. - Fucking Hollywood Reds.
defending a system that's ready to set the world on fire, Cooper.
you were the sheriff and I was some generic Indian?