Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

About the comas...
Well, there you have it.
Why am I not aware of it?
and it's gonna cost a pretty penny to get them home.
That was supposed to be fixed.
Oh, hello.
for $ 1 0,000.
I don't normally like to do this, but you're a special case.
Well, what it does is...
These are fakes. Get outta here!
- This could be it. - It's a strong ""maybe.''
She's sad! She's sad!
I'll see ya in my dreams, you cheating, lying, backstabbing freak!
Not horse tranquilizers.
Doctor, why do those-- you know--
Sure, I lost my virginity, but who do you think--
Well, he's missed the clown.
Cat on my head!
You want ghetto children to be happy, don't you, Chris?
Come on you Magellans Come with me
Yes. Gleemonex. It's new.
The show this morning was about that new drug.
reaches into your brain, chemically...
Thank you very much.
Hmm, fascinating!
Gleemonex makes you feel like it's 72 degrees in your head...
And how's your appetite?
and spew psychiatric mumbo jumbo at me all day?
It harbors a frown
i said nonono but he just kept kissing me why would he do that?
I just wanna say--
Yummy.
Not you Peter... Yea, even me.
Did anyone ever tell you that you look like Tom Jones?
All the way up here.
I know that's not an actual Van Gogh, but still my point is...
Grappa, wine, cappuccino, tickets to a Lakers game?
From his new album, Whistle When You're Low.
There's something wrong with little Signund.
It was only a couple of flipper babies!
It's all happening so fast.
- Thanks. I wonder what that is. - It's a harmonica.
in war they call that sort of thing ""acceptable losses.''
Right, in circles.
I just think you should seriously consider taking my drug.
That's just wrong.
as you bear witness to Roritor's...
the board of directors was a little concerned...
You're gay. I know it, your family knows it. Dogs know it!
and locates your happiest memory, chemically.
As some of you know...
You are scum! Do you hear me, soldier?
And now, the award...
Freeze!
But for you, my friends, this story is just beginning.
Happy tailors, happy workers happy farmers, happy girls
What's this?
Exactly.
This is the real press conference.
Don't go to the media.
What would you like to say to the doctor?
Actually, that was your husband's idea.
You go, Dr. Chris!