Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, I call bullshit on that.

-Probably racist. -Oh, you know who his father is.

♪ Ain't no room here anymore ♪

"Chris, there's something more for you out there,

-Clemson Murn? -That's right.

-You went to MIT? -Oh, yeah.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

No. Fuck it, it's gotta be here.

-(SCREAMS) -(ENERGY PULSES, BOOMS)

Hey, I gotta thank you for tonight.

♪ (HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

and not always for the right side.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Look, I just came by to get Eagly

Dad, that's not my thing. Um...

I felt, I don't know, fuckin' hope! (CHUCKLES)

who trained his son how to kill from the moment he was born.

♪ (INTENSE ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

he wrapped his wings around me and hugged me.

-(GRUNTS) -(GROANS)

I have low blood sugar, okay? So I'm dizzy.

MAN OVER TV: Below their lying,

Did my forger get you the diary?

You know, he was so happy to see me today,

LEOTA: Yeah, I don't know.

And, uh, this one has X-ray vision.

Why aren't you listening to me?

No. You're my eyes and ears, Leota, while you're there.

♪ You're not a lady You're a love bomb, baby ♪

-Get outta here, motherfucker! -You a fan?

♪ Welcome to the Church Of rock and roll ♪

-(GRUNTS) -(GROANS)

♪ It's my famous butt dance My butt dance, my butt dance ♪

You're kinda bulky to be a superhero, aren't you?

-I'm a superhero. -(LAUGHS)

♪ ("WELCOME TO THE CHURCH OF ROCK AND ROLL" BY FOXY SHAZAM PLAYING) ♪

It was still on.

I gotta touch your boobs. Sorry. Just trying to,

Ignore your God-given, natural talent.

♪ (MENACING ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

the last four years, okay?

-Chris. -♪ I feel your desire ♪

There's no superhero called Peacemaker.

-(PHONE BEEPING) -VIGILANTE: Dude, uh,

♪ What's going up Must come down ♪

I don't wanna come to your abortion, man.

Uh, It's your BFF Vigilante here.

-You gonna drive us home? Yeah? -(EAGLY SCREECHES)

-What does that mean? -Dude, can I trust you?

Well, fuck them!