Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wait. Are you telling us that old lady wanted to have sex with you...
...until you upload your intelligence to a self-sustaining orbiting satellite...
For food, right?
There's no quid pro quo here.
If you'd like to go put on latex gloves, I'll let you check me for a hernia.
I don't think President Siebert...
Oh, boy, Tater Tots and a party invitation?
Fine, I'll tell him. Ahem.
...Mrs. Latham said she was seriously considering donating money...
What?
...and she takes me out to dinner. - Is that so?
I'm gonna go hit the bar.
Why's the president of the university slumming in the cafeteria? Ha, ha.
Without you to make the case for the Physics Department...
Uh, I'm not sure.
...on how do vampires shave when they can't see themselves in the mirror?
...is ruining our night together...
How was she?
...so she's using you to get to me.
- Really? - Of course.