Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My selective dyslexia disorder finally pays off.
I'm doing the grown-up thing here.
Well, we do have one thing the Illuminutti doesn't:
That's weird. Hand me a magnifying glass.
He was certain the most bitter Confederate would embrace slaves...
It took you 45 minutes to figure that out?
I'm sorry, Dad. I'm...
Bobby Brown. He's black. Bobby Brown. I did it.
Because that's the last fun you're gonna have for a long time.
Okay, Steve, you win. We'll solve this thing together.
It's even on Union Brand, America's first peanut butter.
You don't fly to biblical allegories?
Why would the killer stick the curator to the roof of the statue's mouth?
Let's get out of here.
Yeah, so pick a black guy and do a report.
- Dad, what the hell is going on? - You're in over your head.
The Illuminutti's been looking for it for decades.
Who wants to know?
Steve, this conspiracy dates back to the Civil War. This is what I know.