Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ And patterns to contemplate ♪
Never say a line when you can over enunciate it.
- Let's get buttoned-up Brenda back.
except for the wailing moan of a depressed cat.
- Is there any way you could sneak us in
- That's not funny at all, Brenda.
But let's take it down a notch.
- I don't like where this is going.
Let's recast and have Tom play the lead.
Acting requires talking.
- Why would I want a backpack? - I don't know.
- [laughs] Gotcha. - Wait, what?
Am I right? [laughter]
- Oh, that's not a joke really.
They had to carry me off.
- Get it together. - Ouch.
as both our lead and also the cat.
We promised we would get you to return to school.
- Principal, we're gonna do it.
- Go ahead. - Hey.
- This is my gift to you.
The number one thing on his bucket list,
- What the hell was that?
- Seeing you again makes me feel so alive.
[dramatic music playing]
so that it's a fart joke.
- This will be a seven day acting boot camp...
They called me Mr. B. - Why?
- You clearly said my pal. I thought it was him.
- Oh, wow. The decor is spectacularly mundane.
♪ Remember, if there's one good reason for dying ♪
- Princi what? - You can't spell principal
to see Glenn Hubert? It's for my pal.
♪ Through you she lives on ♪
- Mm-hmm, yes.
a short little ten-year-old Mr. B?
No. Mr. B doesn't like rewrites.
- Oh, no, don't do that. Nah. Those were jokes.
I must ask, and I must ask now.
Why are they always made of wood?