Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[screams] Get off!

The negative ones,

If she is your companion…

But know this, you are traitors.

[Mr. Diabaté gasps, sighs]

Number six is a gentleman from Mauritania.

[Raban] We couldn't be better.

[airplane engine whirring]

Is anybody there?

- We can't choose. - Yes, you can.

[grunts, speaks French]

Yeah, that makes sense.

[clicks tongue] What is wrong with you?

I did order lobster.

Oh, honey. No, you don't. You may think you do, but you don't.

That cute little boy we just met?

Yep. Yep, yep, yep.

This they call the "nuclear football." With it, one could blow up the world.

You can all just go wait out on the tarmac.

Helen and I were the only ones who knew.

We searched a wide radius, but the only lobster currently available is live.

There is a child present.

Please? We'd feel so much better if you'd hydrate.

[speaks Quechua]

[theme song playing]

[chuckles] It's a beautiful museum.

[operator] Hi, Carol. How may we help you?

[breathing heavily]

Family members, beautiful women, pirate lady.

Get the fuck off me! You fucking freaks!

And to avoid even more bloodshed, we had to accelerate the process.

Why are you standing in my yard talking