Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I’ve colorized the MOON.
"We'd take a bullet just for you"
My God, this house is freakin’ sweet
"I make brunch, Clive cooks lunch
The freakin' vet tells him, get this, "It's not a dog. It's a rat."
...and he sees a little black dog.
Lighten up, toots. It's a party.
Indeed.
I've seen enough.
"Now we've got 30 rooms
Now, would that be cash or check?
That's not true! That's impossible.
...with a belly that protrudes halfway to bloody Boston!
Thanks to old Honest Abe we have our house back and I learned a valuable lesson.
Whoops.
Got it.
Do you swear to tell the whole truth...
It doesn't matter, dear. You're rich now.
$170,000.
Come on, Lois, you'll love living in Newport.
"My God, this house is freakin' sweet
Welcome to the Historical Society Auction.
Oh, what a coincidence. I've got one.
Easy!
"Prepare to suck that golden teat
Sure thing, Mr. Pewterschmidt.
Now you try.
That's "Pewterschmidt"!
- $180,000. - $190,000.
Come here, you!
...may she rest in peace.
Honey, this is where you belong. You deserve a big house and nice stuff.
Could this be the secret PNC Underground Railroad
We've got a long road ahead. But I've worked miracles before.
Wait!
So, I guess, technically, that makes you available.