Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Who the hell are you?

Now that Dad has a brand-new baby, he's not gonna want us hanging around.

And I'll bet he just can't wait to snap off a piece of your [bleep] in his [bleep].

- I'm still dreaming. - This is no dream.

She will be arriving home near midnight...

You can either order some food or leave.

I will be their shadow...

You weren't kidding, Deano.

Is that what you [bleep] said, you scrawny piece of [bleep]?

Doc, we've got a problem.

but there's a matter that needs your urgent attention.

I'm out of here.

See, you big worrywart.

Probably a hernia... I've had it forever.

Pretty cool, right?

Oh, wait... I'm a doctor!

And bring up the big TV.

and a side of whatever disco fries are.

I thought it was the pills.

The tumor was benign.

And if you keep up like you been doing...

And we'll have to pretend he's not all creepy-looking.

And, yes, I know what time it is.

No, Hank! I think Pop is... pregnant!

from an army of clay samurai warriors.

what with being bailed out of prison by the rumble-bumble likes of us.

Stand back, or so help me, I'll blast you to kingdom come!

We don't have that.

and she'll run into my room all scared and stuff.

Wait a minute! No!

We did not, officer.

We've been calling her every hour, and we keep getting her machine.

F**k that s**t!