Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know who else does that? Hayley.

I'm a wimpy non-killer who doesn't have the guts to end another human's life.

And I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine.

You guys are pathetic. You're idolizing a murderer.

You didn't kill anyone today.

Well done, Smith. This brings your kill total up to 14.

I need a ticket. My son is about to be molested.

Where did I park my car?

Or you can shut up!

Sorry, my mind's a million miles away. Now, what are you selling?

No, Hoppy! Wait! You moronic!!! Did you broke Bubba's vase?

It's like Applebee's with a bar.

There’s a problem! My name is Wenda. Okay, Wenda. We need a description.

Polar bears shouldn't give this to their babies.

I've been walking around wondering who the jerk is...

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Don't shoot me in the stomach. That's stupid.

She's 46. Never been married, despite years of trying.

- Liar! Your whole life has been a lie! - Damn it, Roger.

You're going away for a long time, Randy.

Just because you haven't killed anyone doesn't mean you're not a great dad.

- Chilly? - You heard right, baby.

That was awful. I can't stand the whole bar scene.

It's probably a good thing since I've been getting complete crap all nigh...

Hey, you're that virgin from the subway. How you been, virgin?

Come on, do it, do it, do it!

No, no. I fought for the Vietcong in the late '60s.