Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Actually, we're having a wonderful time. - You know, he's damaged goods.
I actually came to ask Lucille something.
- You are too nice. - Oh, come on. What was I supposed to do?
Maybe I oughta get myself one of those nice leather chairs from work.
Nah, you'll never be able to do it. You're too good.
The Alliance decides to let Gob back in.
You know, a leather jacket's not gonna change that.
You're the only child who chose a spouse I liked, and she's the one who had to die.
This really worked better with the chair.
Okay. It's magic time.
how happy Marta had made Gob, she realized how important love was to her children.
And now, my, hopefully, lovely assistant will join me.
Wiggle those sexy gams, lady.
- from every venue in town. - Hmm.
Well, I don't wanna get into that part of your life anymore.
Real needle. Real apple.
- Yes. - You really are a good guy, Michael.
- Hey, guys. - Oh, that's why.
- Wow! Really? - Are you out of your mind?
This is his one last chance. They'll never let him in the Alliance again.
I'd absolutely adore it. Oh, Lucille.
Wanna go shopping with me? I bet you could get something cool.
- The loser. The fool. - Hmm?
That's why we're wearing all this leather. I'm really into leather.