Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, I made a wallet bomb and I planted it on Mort.

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

- What shall we play next? - Well, let's see what you have.

I'm saying, she's a bad influence on you,

to finally have someone to do naughty things with.

I've just been tinkering with.

Stewart, darling. Hello.

2 x 2 x 2 x 2 x 3 x 5 x 11 x 13 = 3120

Believe it or not, men like to cuddle.

Well, I'm back on it.

I will be, babe.

Brian? Why? What did Brian say?

Hey, who wants to eat Pop-Tarts? I'm trying to eat from Pop-Tart ever!

Lois, if God wanted me to not sleep with my wife,

MAN: I hate it here!

- The need for speed! - The need for speed!

I don't want Penelope to think I need an escort to a playdate.

Stewie, step aside.

(GASPS) Oh, my God! You've got a weapons room, too?

Only when fear, spite, jealousy and revenge demand.

You have not said that in a very long time.

Well, if you'd like me to look it over before you turn it in,

We're about to pass the turnoffs.