Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm fine. I'm fine. He did great.
Sorry, Gene. I don't see Fischoeder anywhere.
Yeah! Kids, come on.
Win, Gene! Avenge Dad's death!
Gene, you're defending your title. Are you nervous?
Torpedo Jones wants you out of his seats this second.
Look, Gene, when I said it's okay to cheat,
It's the seventh-inning stretch.
Sex Bob's Damn Burgers! Oh, my fucking God!
No, you're not. I wanna be rich!
Hi, I'm a huge fan.
Never mind. Never mind. That's okay.
Come here. Wait, what are you going to do?
When it's regular season, it's open season, if you know
Come on, Wonderdog. Down, boy.
You an immigrant, Bob?
I'm very healthy.
Well, unlike you, my father made a fortune.
No, he hasn't been good in a long time.
because babies hands are so small?
Hey, it's the seventh- inning stretch.
No more cheating for anyone in this house.
I want that on my tombstone. Seriously, okay?
hiding lard in your nose
That's how his skadootch is skadootching so much.
What's this mean? You cutting me off, Bob-o?
Oh.
His pitch was the split-finger skadootch.
No, I'm-I'm kidding.
Is that English?
and you were helping them do that sort of bad thing...
He owns the ballpark, the team, Wonder Wharf.
Uglydolls
The Backyardigans
and re-gift 'em for your away kids.
Smells like Angel. Angel.
I love that burger of yours, Bob.
Bob. You look glum.