Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes!
You know, there's kind of an obvious solution here. Get up.
...and that's unfair.
No, not at all.
What about the creek bed?
Okay, okay, how about this?
I had to take her to the laser clinic.
...for some failing to attend Physics department paintball strategy meeting.
Raj, Howard and Leslie flank to the right behind the rocks.
I believe the back-scratching metaphor describes a quid pro quo situation...
- Where did my cashew chicken come from? - Golden Dragon.
That's a lot of shoes you ordered.
I thought that might take his mind off the cushion.
- Get out. - Bye.
Yeah, okay, but what's with the back scratching and the meow?
The whole thing froze. I don't know what happened.