Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay. That checks out.
Of course. Peanut butter is my favorite thing in the world.
And so the safety of our nation will forever be ensured.
It's got his blood and all the names he considered for peanut butter.
- My baby. - My meth.
Look at the belt buckle on the Robin Hood peanut-butter label.
That's one of my wife's lunatic concoctions for staving off evil spirits.
Hey, champ. Get enough sleep last night?
- Which one? - Five-X.
- The Illuminutti? - That's who's chasing us.
Why do you need to go to a grocery store to research Carver?
Creamy. No, no, that means nothing.
Don't worry. I wasn't trying to kill you. I'm just a drunk driver.
...of a giant bust of George Washington Carver.
Yes, Steve, the monocle! How does that feel?
- Oh, my God, I see it. I'm going in. - Finally.
Curiouser and curiouser.
- What? That's impossible. - You made the switch. What happened?
And when they find it, they'll destroy it.
Steve.
Sorry. Just me again.
It's working.
Let's see. They're putting their dad in a barrel...
Sorry, it's been a really long night.
- Dad, don't do it. - Trust me, son.
- Booby trap. - There's something inside.