Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No point in steering now
No, I don't want it! $6.50! Hey!
- Good night. - Thank you, Inspector.
- Where are the beers? - I'll find them.
What about my brother? Can he get a job?
Ted?
I have a photographic memory, you know?
let me out will ya I gotta wiz to throw
In case she sues for whiplash,
- Two minutes for elbowing. - Let's get out of here!
- Okay, how about here? - Ooh, that feels good.
Don't you think it's a little unusual to get married so soon after the funeral?
- Get it over there. - Okay. Beauty.
and, like, put it in a bottle...
Get out of the way! Get out of the way!
When they drink enough they'll do whatever I tell them.
I appreciate your sympathy,
We got over $5 billion in our hideout.
- Where are the fools with the mouse? - They're with Henry Green.
Oh, no. No, I want no rough stuff.
Skunk!
- Okay, I know my rights. - Hey, who's in this room?
- Come on. We're lost. - Shh.
perhaps one of these would refresh your memory, eh?
Hoser, this is four months old.
We live in a sisotoy whear Botem text
This plan sucks. I ain't going in.
My compliments on the many fine things you have in your home.
we made the appointment with the deceased quite some time ago, eh?
You can't drink and drive at the same time, hoser.
- Cops! - Clear out, clear out.
I think it's time the little lady and I had a chat.
Just one more test, and then we are ready for the world.
Oh, jeez, look at this place.
It's right at the bottom of the big hill.
- Same concentration of formula? - Mmm-hmm.
Are you sure you don't want to think this over?
Steamroller! I'm steamrolling you
Who? Oh, yes, we hope so.
Steamroller, eh Take off hoses!
- To our new jobs. - Yeah, beauty.
Two trucks full of bad beer went there this morning.
Let's get bombed.
Let me try. I'm a genius.
Doctor B.M. Smith, Resident Head of Psychiatry
- Wait a sec. We didn't do it. - Yeah, that's right. We's innocent, eh?
Jeez, I saw her down the hall before, but she was dozing off, eh?
THAT WAS NO GOAL YA KNOW THEY WAS IN THE CREASE
You stupid idiot. Now he'll be asleep for two hours.
The power's on in the old cafeteria.
I could crush your head like a nut.
Sit. Okay.
Where should we go? Loony bin or brewery?
You're very observant. I'll make this as simple as possible.
Okay, I got an idea, but we got to go home first, okay?
We got your card you hosers!!
This isn’t heaven. This sucks
Quick, get a glass. Beauty.
Well, the Inspector has to leave.
- Beauty. - Hey, let's try the head this time.
- Our nosey little friends? - It must be them.
Dr. Smith, would you say that you are sufficiently familiar
Your Worship, I wish to plead my clients guilty to statutes
And I think Ted is dead. - Ted?
- I'll just disconnect these. - Hello? No, he went out, eh?
We will move towards Oktoberfest as planned,
But, oh, no, you had to do it your way. You think you know everything, eh?
I can't believe it. He drank it all! Help me out.
Not your job? Do you want him to mummify?
Yeah. Okay?
We have an appointment with that guy there, eh?
- It's like a ghost town, isn't it? - Yeah.
Beauty.
- Take off, you hoser. - You take off, you knob.
Ow! Take off, you hoser.
Try and use as little oxygen as possible, and maybe when the level rises,
- Level five? - Level five.
Could be, sir.
Fleshy Headed Mutant! Are You Friendly?
Oh, jeez!
I'm taking you to the looney bin.
My father must have found out about that.
Keep quiet.
Royal Canadian Institute for the Mentally Insane.
- What are you doing? - It'll just take a moment.
He's the one with the bleeding nose. I didn't do nothing.
Let's run it all again.