Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's a hell of a weird sound. I never made that before.

Well, you're welcome to stay.

You know what it could be? That damn starter motor.

So don't come crying to me with your problems!

Please return the garage door...

[Doorbell rings]

Let's say I want a hammer! Do you know what a hammer is?

Oh, Hank, it was an accident.

HANK: Let me tell you, Bobby, there's nothing funny about these sounds.

Mrs. Hill, would you say your husband has a bad temper?

I'll give you dialogue...

"My boy ain't much, but he's all I got!"

So do not come crying to me with your problems!

LUANNE: I borrowed your truck this morning, Uncle Hank.

It's already 110 in the summer.

And if you're projecting this anger onto me...

Mister, I have not begun to project my anger onto you.

[Muttering] I've been calling y'all better than a month now.

Honey, let's give him Luanne.

Now don't you worry, son. You just do your best.

your son's growth in private.

Don't listen to her, Bobby.

Mother of God! It's all toilet sounds!

HANK: Look at the batter, boy! Watch the ball!

I heard on talk radio you don't even need them.

What in the hell did you tell him that for?

Let's go get something to eat!

It's hard, Peggy.

Okay, I'm looking for a tap and die and some WD-40.

Yeah, yeah, that's even better.