Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They had a wonderful life with that fiddler in the shtetl.

It's me. I can't take another heartbreak.

Remember last year? His plus-one?

MY HUSBAND, MY HOME

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Oh, do my ears deceive me?

("Mars" by Gustav Holst plays)

(sighs) I don't know how I feel right now, Moe.

NELSON: A grenade launcher!

You had a good thing going and you ruined it.

Whoa! Quit scaring us!

We've been using the back door.

we're keeping Thanksgiving super small this year.

¶ Three little children to do? ¶

-(tires screeching) -(grunting)

Excuse me. How can mail-order brides

Uh, excuse me, Krusteleh.

No women, no buddies...

and, oh, boy, I'm sorry to say this, but, uh...

Ima Buttface? Haw haw!

Young lady, you should be so lucky

Well, this is a contract, and it is my electronic signature,

But ours are thin, with ropey muscles.

My sweet Moe, there is no way to fake what we have.

And what I'm having for dinne.

Ana, you're a scam artist.

Uh, look, Moe, I'll tell you how to get her back, okay?

Fine. Your dad's on Mars.

I promise you a safe, happy time.

Yeah, I understand. I won't tell no one I'm invited.