Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This place sucks!
Hi, man, I need a grand sally, 50-foot high she be!
That sure is a gorgeous boat, isn't it? Too bad a big fart like that owns it.
She's fine. It'll give her more character.
Take a look at it again in slow motion. Look at this, Bill.
This is great. I'm bleeding. Is that how you lost your hand?
Why aren't you packing?
It's OK, it's OK!
- We haven't made nothing yet. - I know.
Thank God for my bad Spanish!
That's just it.
Jack!
- Shoot! - Excuse me.
Sorry I wrecked your boat. Let me pay for it.
- Thank you. - Come on!
Whoah!
- We both take Laurie to nursery school? - Not today, Dad.
Archie! Archie!
It's got balconies! Can I have a balcony room, please?
Oh, yeah! Boy, those are so lifelike, it's ridiculous!
- A while yet. I got mints and toothpicks. - Can I take some home for Archie?
A beacon to us all.
At 105 degrees, climbing to 110, it's a record for this date.
I want you and your family out by Saturday midnight,
Having lunch.
- I'm sorry! I didn't see anything, I swear! - He's our neighbor!
- What can you take from me? - That!
- Not until I lose three or four pounds. - I love the way you look in a bathing suit.
Same thing.
The smaller craft has the right of way.
... a fly landed on your screen.
I love you, Scully. I mean that. It's not the booze talking, either.
- These! - Oh, those!
They're all rented for the next two weeks. Everyone's practicing for the regatta.
Get out, get out! Get off the phone!
And live entertainment.
No problem.
- What? - These are mine.
Besides, I just wanted to sit around and kill some flies.
Tuck your shirt in, Floyd!
Got him!
- Bobby, knock it off. - OK.
Hello.
- They look very natural. - Vicki!
No, don't pinch. The beam reach is your fastest line.
Didn't we just get back from Hawaii?
- Run the bastards down! - We get the squeeze dick!
- You and Scully, what do you do all day? - Dance.
Barnacle, captained by Jack Chester, is the winner!
How many more?
One would be nice.
Do you know what it’s like to peak when you’re 12 years old?
- Would that be a three pounder? - Three pounds, one quarter.
Yeah, the big fart!
- You want to bet? - What are you going to bet? What?
- He's over there. - That's what I says.
Look, they got a piano.
You didn't have to do this.
I see.
- Daddy, did you win? - We won, baby! Your daddy won!
- Dan Gardner, the owner of this house. - Well, look, Dan.
She's A Total Pig!
Just barking. Don't be afraid.
Me to Fab when he just wrecked me in my park
Want an orange? A juice or something?
And a good bit of luck, too, to find the right sail to fit her mast.
Oh, no! I can't believe it. I forgot my wallet. I can't believe it.
- Really? - What happened to your leg?