Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, boy. I'm gonna find out
No. No, no, no.
She's got a boyfriend?
Let's try this place. It looks cute.
Oh, not this game.
Well, I thought it was a crack house.
Wow, that's beautiful.
Ana, what about you?
-(customers groan) -Outrageous!
You take her to dinner, nice and romantic.
(sighs) Here's the sad truth about me.
¶ As the day I was born. ¶
What about Moe? That poor, lonely man.
because, uh, I got something real important to say.
I mean, I'm just your bartender, right?
Boom-chaka-laka!
-He doesn't have any money. -Okay.
-Whuh? -I think I'll build a tavern.
So, I really like ya, and I was wondering,
when your grandfather's nursing home is full of them?
She's working at the Russian Tea Room in Ogdenville.
There's a white wine? I mean, yeah!
Wait. I can't let you go like that.
(with Ohio accent): What do you mean?
I'll head directly to Moe's.
Moe's Tavern. Moe speaking.
(slurred grunting)
She won a Tony tearing me apart, yet I left humming the songs.
-Finally. -Vegetable oil!
D.J. Kirk, let's get this party rockin'.
if that Van Houten is a butcher.