Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, they're like sheep. As the emperor goes, so do they.
(SQUEALING)
Mozart worked hard on his music.
But I can't chop my wife's head off
(REQUIEM PLAYING)
Your Majesty, I know you want a son.
And we owe it all to you.
and I sang you the lullabies you wrote.
Ew! A plague rat!
History's like an amusement park,
Mom, everyone who ever lived is boring.
and get us some sweet mermaid sex.
Her Majesty, Margarine of Aragon!
ME ON A LUCKY DAY AT WALMART
I say trade in that lemon and get busy!
(CACKLES TO THE TUNE OF BEETHOVEN'S FIFTH SYMPHONY)
Please let me win.
so I left a magazine in the basket.
Books? books are for squares.
But must we discuss my womb in front of the entire court?
who lived fast and died young?
But watch out When beans come out down south
LEWIS: At last the Pacific Ocean.
You know these... (GROANING) I'm dying!
(CHEERING)
if only I had a son to enjoy this with.
You says to me : the law says you must be married to prince ?
Come spring, they sought help from Native Americans.