Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And this is how I find out, huh? By you telling me in person?
Wait. What did he do to us?
I'm gonna dunk your phone
No. (sobs, gasps)
Maybe I should learn Russian.
This looks airtight.
It doesn't matter. Let's do this!
I ordered Moe's mail-order bride.
(with no accent): Fine. I'll find another man
D'oh!
to acquire some military-grade mischief makers?
Only good will come of you.
Laney Fontaine.
What the hell's a whiskey sour?
Let me just go, uh, get some space cigarettes
And now the signing
I never should've told her to go.
Beer...
Follow your dreams.
Haw-haw! You're an enabler!
Delivery for Dr. Ima Buttface.
-...all... -(grunts)
Wait, wait, wait.