Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bart, why are you talking like that?
Well, I might let you down on Silly Sailor.
I know Milhouse.
You're our new Fallout Boy.!
Okay. Let's get the real Milhouse over here, under the X-ray truck.
Where in the hell is Elena!?
Watch.
Yeah!
These dogs never fail.
Oh, and the air conditioner will be fixed this afternoon.
- No! - All right. I tried.
Shh!
Ah, there's a $1,000 "leaving town" tax.
Didn't you direct Unnatural Discretion?
I had to get up at 5:00 a. m. just for makeup.
Oh, I always wanted to be a Teamster. So lazy and surly…
Jiminy jillickers.
- I'm not cut out to be a star. - But, Milhouse...
Cows don't look like cows on film. You gotta use horses.
I keep telling you he's 102 years old, and he's dead
- or even correct spelling. - I agree with that logic.
Beautiful! Use it. Okay. Fallout Boy, origin scene, take one-
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- Up and at them. - Thanks for the help, mysterious stranger.
We'll blow up our dams, destroy forests- anything!
Wow. Look at that ad.
Only Fallout Boy can save me now.