Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's only one fair way to choose who dies.
(Steve cries, sobs, weeps, whimpers, wails, bawls, snivels, whines, mourns, moans, grieves, sniffles, sorrows, and laments loudly or noisily) (Steve cries, sobs, weeps, whimpers, wails, bawls, snivels, whines, mourns, moans, grieves, sniffles, sorrows, and laments loudly or noisily)
(door bells jangling)
♪ The sun in the sky has a smile on his face ♪
(rumbling)
Not you?
that Jeff can handle the fact I'm an alien?
But I've got so much business to do! Unfortunately, Robot Runt's tracking device has been disabled, but we do know it's last recorded location when it was turned off.
Please. No tears.
Wasn't ready for that.
Mine is the Caboose-a!
Hey, who's she?
Good idea!
Oh God...
There's no way out!
♪
Because you can't keep a secret.
Bra ad on page two!
If that's what it takes.
It's my butt.
They're right.
Well, don't worry,
Listen to me, Roger.
Scotch-crotch-bygotch.
Aw, no!
No, a real live alien!
No he white
So, what do you think?