Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's starving children with cleft palates, Britta.
- So did mine! So did mine! - Why would he do that?
God, he's gonna smell the sellout on me.
- Really? - Yeah, make sure it's a hearty meal.
But you do need to know that the prime minister went to Oxford...
Have fun circling my former lover, waiting for her to cry.
Well, the ants were people. The queen ant was an oil company.
Troy thought it's hilarious. I don't have the heart to tell him it wasn't a comedy.
Wait, the character's name is "New York Subway violence"?
You physically ruined my drawings.
I'm impressed, and embarrassed. I sold out.
A: Why? B: I like to drink. NNY
- Butter! - Help me out here.
- I'll clean it up. - No, you don't touch it.
- ...that would beg to disagree. - Audience? In there?
Just listen to yourself...
Hey, handsome. This stool taken?
Or you act like this because somebody stuffed you in a locker? Is that it?
- Please. - Do you even like Britta?
Yeah? Oh, my God.
Do you like music?
...because you're having an existential crisis...
- You're a self-centered, egotistical... - I'm yelling, I'm yelling!
And what were you before this? Were you normal?
- Oh, really? - Yeah, I have a serious problem.
A 9-millimetre's better than a 10-millimetre?
Well, get ready to stop.