Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And let them feel the sting of the Monarch!
Yeah, it's my signature.
Could it be I read it, like...
With your lifestyle, who knows?
Now I feel gross wearing them two days in a row.
- Really? - Maybe.
Get the kid a change of clothes.
I wanted to thank you for finding...
It seems that his son has a mysterious malady...
You said you wouldn't look!
sharp henchmen in peak physical condition.
Brock! Hank!
You can't wear underpants until we remove the dressing, sweetie.
It's the Monarch's crown!
Your arrogance will be your undoing.
Time-out!
It may well be floating over the moon!
Don't even think about ralphing on me.
Oh, I guess the muscular one is all right...
No way!
He's got it all.
And what's more, you arrogant little trouble-maker...
To be honest with you, I never really considered that.
Conjectural Technologies.
They are so obviously mammals!
OK, sure.
We can do nothing. It'll probably keep swelling...
God, what a pro!
It's your father! Everybody scramble!
You're finished, right?
You understand me?
I'm coming in with some cake, and a little surprise for you.
Well, it doesn't mean I never wash it.
Why not?
The boss is wicked excited that you're here to celebrate his birthday.
It's getting worse!
Aw, what are you? Some sort of an imbecile?
It's getting worse!
High five.
'Cause the minute you finish your little speech, I'm gonna kill you.
Now you guys are just ganging up on me.
Hey! It's the Grand Canyon.
And tell.
Can't we just use the puppet again?
Look, this is ridiculous.
Distress call from cellblock "C."
It will be a far cry from sleeping over Dr. Venture's garage...
Is it so hard to pull a handle?
Papa Smurf has a [bleep]-ing beard.
What's going on over there?
I can't feel my hands.
But what if Dean dies before then?
I captured them.
I'm going to palpate, Dean.
I don't approve of the way she dresses.
Why don't you ever flush?
Brock Samson.
Release the butterflies!
Secure the prison level.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Well, if it isn't the late Dr. Thaddeus Venture.
OK, then. All right.
Everything is super great and normal here.
The Monarch has his hands in many sinister soups
Plausible.
What do you mean you're not going with me?
I won't tell you this again.
Cut the rope!
Touch...
What are all those people doing here?
and you crack one open and the little nut is all dark...
OK.
There's a guy in here who guards his headquarters...
Oh, yeah. The Zoocreeper.
Well, nobody's really that impressed...
Check it out for yourself.
It's like you won the genetic freak lottery.
I'll give him your regards.
Oh, and Brock?
It was a giant spider!
That's what I do! That's my thing!
Brock is totally wailing on you guys.
You just keep pushing my buttons!