Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

* Take a seat at the throne *

It's night. Shouldn't there be no one in there?

That's a wooden stake, you dickhead!

who lives here in Staten Island.

-(gasps) -Please be seated.

-Who's in? -(agreeing)

NANDOR: Tell them my other news, Guillermo.

-(organ playing somber music) -PRIEST: And it is with great sadness

-Goodbye. -(chuckles)

No, I don't even know what that story is.

-You don't want to...? -Bugger off.

* With all the strength that you give me *

the heart wants what the heart wants.

* Underneath the silvery moon *

Do you remember that?! It really burned!

-* Shaolin, the warriors' home * -* Yeah *

She died too young.

Not long, not long. Thank you.

-NANDOR (muffled): Good evening, Guillermo. -Good evening, Master.

because I really loved 35 of them.

Did they steal my semen?

* I know that you hear me, I hope you forgive me *

Nandor, my mascara is running because of the blood.

But it didn't even work, and then they got semen everywhere.

We're stuck inside a space nautilus, between his colon and his cloaca.

-That was me. -(horse neighing)

That's... (chuckles)

LASZLO: When I was a human man,

I can't be bothered to hold this anymore. Can you tether it?

There's nothing to be ashamed of.

-TEEN 1: Oh! -TEEN 2: Oh, my God.

* See, my son, he was born as a clone *