Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mrs. Buckminster, we just need to know your salary.

Okay, does anybody have six nine-volt batteries?

Glad you asked. You guys were all pressuring me...

Of course. George Jorgensen's Organs.

Marshall was gone, and I couldn't find Mrs. What's-her-face.

- Five more minutes. - Now.

And these nannies are really falling for this?

I'm single again.

[ Grunts, Groans]

[ Both ] Barney!

Quick question. Um, where's Marvin?

are clicking more than me and Nick?

Um, I just have one last interview today.

Ten parking tickets, huh?

and I regret that every single day of my life.

[ Mickey] Well, when / came back this morning from my jog...

Hmm. Are you sure this poo-poo didn't happen on your Watch...

or we get a boo-boo on our knee...

♪ Make the colors sing ♪

So congratulations. You're hi-

[Ted Narrating] Kids, when you're in a new relationship...

to feast on the ant colony breeding on Victoria's unwashed dishes.

♪ How do you ♪

I got my eye on you, Aldrin.

Oh, God. You blew up the house.

[Nervous Laugh] As a matter of fact, I did.

No, I didn't. I'm not taking any nanny job.

[ Coughs ] I wasn't talking to you.

- Victoria keeps tampons in my apartment. - Damn it!

[ Inhales ] Anyway, I should get going.