Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wish we knew something personal that would really get to her.
I lied because we were trying to destroy your morale.
And now...
Our prayers go out to you and your family.
You're welcome-o
Try telling that to my one-eared dog.
who walk around vomiting sunshine.
Look at all this stuff I bought. Candles...
I'm getting them, dear.
It doesn't bother me as much as the whistling.
I prefer an environment where subjects end up crushing themselves.
Here it comes.
They're Milanos, you idiot.
That depends. What are we talking about?
Bastards. Bastard-coated bastards with bastard filling.
Same times a thousand, big guy.
to get you to, you know,
J.D., are you really this upset?
They've been all over me.
I'm OK with it.
Is that the size of it, Turkelton?
Wounded.
Dr Clock, do you have a minute?
Oh, it landed.
Thank you. A nipper.