Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why don't you ask Cecil?
But if you found somebody's wallet, you'd expect to get a reward, so--
Yes. And I think he's taping it. Look, there's cameras everywhere.
You got a first aid kit? I-- It's in the cockpit.
Was it that goose you freed, ruining last year's Christmas dinner, or-?
...which, as luck would have it, is actually beneath us right now.
Give it up, folks. Mike Eruzione.
Nothing. There's nothing to talk about, because I am--
Well, of countries ravaged by war. Right, otherwise--
Oh, no, it's Ms.
...because his stupid, gross girlfriend Tiffy is a vegan and a brother-stealer!
Exqueeze me? I know, right?
Cyril, shut up. I'm in charge here.
Jesus, watch a coffee table movie!
Oh. Ms., yes.
Just breathe, Pam. It's on the way.
Because he's totally vegan...
Hey, first of all, if I shot you, you'd know it.
Um... One Laptop Per Child Soldier-- Wait, what?
And no Georgia peaches?
That Hairy Navel was mostly Kentucky Moon.
Somebody shot him. Will you--? Lana, what's going on?
Well, as you may know...
My nerves are frayed enough as it is. Really?
He's taping them saying I'm crazy...
Help us get the hydrogen bomb, yeah.