Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why do you have to be so different?
I'm A Buddhist!
I fee like I want to throw up.
Yes, barring some sort of miracle...
especially Mrs. Glick, who's recovering from hip surgery.
He's not gonna say it.
Trust me. He'll say it, or I'll bust him down to Thursday night vespers.
What about the Dalai Lama? Who?
and we're not trying to put any pressure on you.
Or is that just a pipe dream?
Fine.
Dad, the rocket's off course!
How about Judaism? When you turn 13, cha-ching!
Step one, let's sell some ad space.
No, I'm still Buddhist.
Okay, Nibbles. You can guide her down.
Let's just write to David Bowie again.
I would really like to thank you nerds for helping me out.
He super-sized the pews for the zaftig believers.
You say that so much, it's lost all meaning.
Hey, Lisa. What are you doing?