Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And now I have to spend my first Friday off in forever...

God knows we had our differences, but I'm just so glad to see you both.

I'm coming for you, sir.

No. I don't have a mother. And if I did, I'd hate her.

- Mother, come on, you... - You're off your nut...

You son of a bitch

Since when is this place a nursery?

Water? Never touch the stuff. Fish **** in it.

"Sir Augustus Stilton, World War I flying ace, blah, blah, blah...

Good Lord! What did you say?

WOODHOUSE: No one thought we'd live through the war...

No, don't. Hey, come on, don't...

And there I found him, in the words of Henley, "bloodied but unbowed."

Yes. Eww. Mother, he touches my food.

ARCHER: Woodhouse. What the hell is this?

Hey, stop crying. How do you...?

Oh, yeah? Did somebody finally out the queen? Right?

We interrupt this broadcast for a special weather bulletin

I say, I'm dreadfully sorry about that, old boy.

Well, here's to you, "Choke and Stroke."

The Rugrats Movie

Because one at a time...

Oh, which is how I met your mother.

Oh, what's the matter? What happened?

Sterling. That's what I'll name him.

...that very night, he traded his bar for a boat and sailed us to Lisbon.

Not me, but, you know, somebody would. So how many of you old geezers are left?

But how would you like a job?

ARCHER: Cyril, what? - Noth... Oh!

So are you, if you piddle in here.

You son of a bitch