Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Blame the twins!
WIZARD: (GRUNTS) My, my, my.
Practice every day, games every evening. I'm sorry.
Everything you stole from me. And you gotta live like me!
And if I win, I get to live like you for a week!
He's took so much from me already. Please, please, Penny, you gotta help me.
(SCREAMS)
For me to get out of his house, right?
Cross him up and finish him.
(INDISTINCT YELLING)
Mr. Proud?
Fine! Come on, y'all, let's go get pizza! Everybody!
Trudy, your daughter knows how to pick 'em.
(CROWD CHEERING)
Well, of course you are! And you play basketball too, don't you?
-(GRUNTS) -PLAYER 3: That's a foul!
(CROWD CHEERING)
Mr. Chips, Mr. Chips, it's your boss.
Ooh, I can't stand them.
(CHURCH CHOIR SINGING)
(OSCAR GRUNTING)
Call me when the womenfolk ain't around.
So, Penny, how does it feel
We're not dating, Daddy. We're just watching a movie for film class.
To help run the Wizard's many businesses.
Not only is there my son, Lil Wizard, hey...
(GASPS AND GRUNTS)
Shut up, Peabo, and get in uniform.