Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(heavenly choir sings)
Wait. I've lived next to this boy for years.
Get used to it!
Stupid peace and quiet.
Look, lady, I'm not interested in...
(doorbell rings)
Well, it's called "accomplishment," son--
.
But what I really wanted to do today was to give you this,
-What do you say? -Papa!
-Hey, kid. I'm sad, too. -Hmm?
¶ How sweet the sound... ¶
-Sit down. -Yes... ma'am.
-(coughing) -Hi, Dad.
and if there's anything I can do for you...
Come on, spend a minute with Mama.
(organ plays "Charge" fanfare)
(Homer imitating loud revving)
Of course.
(grunting)
"...and the judgment of the Court of Appeals of New York
Let me get fresh napkins for everyone.
We should've known from the beginning! Happy Birthday Nathan!
No one's ever said that!
-(bicycle bell rings) -Hey, Bart.
¶ ¶
You lost a dad. I lost two Mrs. Flanderses.