Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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