Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What a voice. Young Homer is going to make me a millionaire.

Dr. Riviera. Dr. Nick Riviera. Please report to the coroner immediately.

- I got a bad heart. - If I could give you my heart, Homer, I would.

Damn their oily hides!

and I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.

- Please have mercy. - Got your nose.

- That only happens to bad people. - What about Abraham Lincoln?

- [ Groans ] - [Man]Insert the retractor...

- What's wrong? - You know that feeling you get...

- [Homer Gasps, Cries Out] - [Thud]

It could only be one thing.

Bed goes up-- Kids...

let's not get the law involved.

- [ All Chattering ] - Where are the bodies?

with this jumbo thong bikini?

Well, actually, we gave it all up for a pinball machine in the lounge.

- [ People Chattering ] - Shh!

- Here you go. - What the hell is this?

One hand washes the other. Ooh, that reminds me.

- Da-a-d! - [ Gasping ]

Homer's in the hospital! They think it's his heart!

Cloud goes up. Cloud goes down.

to get married to Princess Left Ventricle.

Marge, my whole life flashed before my eyes.

- Oh, dear. Now you've done it. - [Banging]

Spare me your economic mumbo jumbo

- Hmm, okay. - Yaah!

- What? - Five cents off wax paper.