Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Give me back my tomahawk... ♪
Who's it by?
after three consecutive life sentences,
Lisa, I have news about Bart.
Uh, it's...
Oh, Bob, how thoughtful of you to call.
We already know.
and ponder a wasted life as I walk along the shore.
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You have a Superman tattoo on your arm.
I came to comfort you in these uncertain times.
Avert your eyes, ma'am.
Oh, this is the last time I hunt with my lawyer.
it's consoling distraught parents.
Why not?
So, uh, I guess that's checkmate.
and you maggots... you're gonna help find him.
♪ It's a song of a popinjay, ♪ ♪ bravely born ♪
All right, listen up. We have a boy-comma-missing,
Hello?
What did you come here for?
A phone?! Please.
Where is my son?!
You know, with dignity.
I think I'll open a flower shop.
How to break you?
Where am I?
Where's Bart?
Ma'am? Ma'am?
Try me.