Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, all right, fire truck.
Attention, restaurant customers. Testicles. That is all.
I'M A TUMOR
3 x 3 x 3 x 83 = 2241 3 x 5 x 7 x 23 = 2415
Bobby: Guilty! Rambley: Guilty!
Mr. Griffin, this isn't going to work.
Not a good tooth-to-gum ratio.
What the hell is your problem?
Objection, Your Honor. This is ridiculous.
Griffin. Party of two.
Because you're mentally unfit to take care of both of them.
Poe: Guilty! Rabie: Guilty!
based on the nature and degree of your offense.
Hey, it's Peter Griffin.
A parking ticket. I was gone five minutes.
Workshop visit from Dan an Jo went pretty well..
You're just curious.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Finley Lloyd and Kickin. And I'm Salem. Thank you all. Police Bobby BearHug! Get Margo!
Well, here they are, Brian. My test results. Read them and weep.
- We have the same dad, idiot. - Yeah, but mine's smarter.
it's time for the last game of the night, Trivial Pursuit.
Kickin: Guilty! Bubba: Guilty!
All right, come on, ladies. Right this way.
You don't win. You just do a little better each time.
Lois? Hey, how you doing, honey?
Bible fight!
I'm just gonna go back to my place and rent a dirty movie.
- Right, Peter? - Right.
- Yeah. - Well, then don't worry about it.
Peter, relax. It's for liability reasons.
Damn it!
God , please.. Heal my cat
- You're all better. - That's right.
Sylveon: Guilty! Lloyd: Guilty!
And your life's not gonna change because of it.
But I'm the only one who can see him and hear him...
Jolteon: Thank you, thank you, Walnut. Flareon: Thanks. We appreciate it. Hey, Leafeon! Talk to Police CatNap and take June to arrested!
Guilty! Your honor! I fix my vase, Kickin. Objection, your honor. She fixed her vase. I'm Bobby BearHug. Objection, your honor. Runt is guilty, so he will go to jail for a long time!
In fact, if I could...
You could not be more wrong.
Wow! Imagine what a genius like me could do with all that money.
Oh, God, what have I done? I'm the worst husband ever.
whatever happened to Geena Davis?