Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What do you want me to do, Dad? Stuff, butcher, or marry it?
-Worse! You're Elfo! -[all gasp]
I've got to use my brains.
[exclaims] Hot!
-Mora? -Bean, wake up.
Let's go.
like a hundred little corks in a wedge of Swiss cheese.
[grunting]
Your stupidity is most appreciated!
Oh, mighty Elfo. You rat bastard snitch.
[groans]
Dearly below-ed,
Brains. That's it!
i'm gonna tell you my worst secret im nice
[woman] Bean!
[both exclaim]
We should pick up the pace, it's noon.
Welcome, Flowbo.
Two, but I'm busy right now, and I have to dismiss you. Three, I'm not into labels.
Distracto, front and center.
You mean the casserole or the whole diplomatic situation?
-Bye. -That's what Denise said.
[gasps]
We tried asking politely.
Oh, my God. I feel so cleaned out now. Thank you.
That's beyond disgusting.
Too late.