Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you, Linus.
You check the second floor for open rooms.
MORT: Who gets married this far away?
It's written by someone who loves New York.
I'll be doing the Charleston atop my giant-wheeled bicycle...
Hey, everyone, next round's on me!
DAPHNE: Say, "Cheese."
1967.
Seriously. They move at a slow shuffle, they moan a lot...
Aunt Muriel.
Are we being crazy?
"I promise that I'm not bringing a dangerous wild animal to our wedding."
Oh, my God. Really? Are you sure?
- It's too cold for them in there. - Oh.
Daphne, you should've seen the dress I was gonna wear.
...with a reddish hue...
It's mine. It's my list.
...talk to her about life.
I gotta go. Bye.
- We're locked out. - I guess we could try the back door.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
I have to alert the villagers that there is a Viking amongst them.
Old people don't magically sense it when you say "Mandy Patinkin."
We destroyed their 30-year Glen McKenna...
...but my gut tells me my future's in Chicago.
- Yeah. - But here's my point...
You bitches best get out of my hiding spot.
[IN SPANISH ACCENT] "You killed my father."
You wrote down all these things to say goodbye to...