Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have come to return King Arthur to the throne.
Now you can't tell me nicotine's not addictive!
And I-Tomacco?
[ Sniffing ] What is that intoxicatin' aroma?
If only there was some magic potion that would make those crops grow.
Well, when there's nothing left to believe in, believe in hope.
Could you build us a house, President Carter? We can't go back to ours.
That little ''M'' is worth a lot of money to us, and to you.
- Where are we gonna live? - Ooh! How 'bout that house?
- [ Whimpering ] - eight- I say, eight...
# With his horse and his mask and his big ol'sword #
Your honor has been insulted!
I guess I'll just go hang myself in the barn.
- [ Shouting ] Now we're talking! - [ Backfires ]
- [ Tires Screech ] - We can't go back home?
Could that be- I say, could that be mincemeat pie?
Dad, this might be one of those things you should go to the hospital for.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm no farmer.
-Huh? -I agree to the duel, ''suh.'' I choose pistols at dawn.
Do they really think cheapening the memory of our veterans will sell soda?
[ Lowing ]
We're just taking this old Christmas tree to the dump.
Absolutely. This is our big chance.
All right now, don't panic. It's possible the giant vegetables are invisible.
- [ Engine Starts ] - Mm-hmm.