Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You aren't gonna take my son from me.
shaking hands with the crowd.
♪ A light I'll never need ♪
My parents didn't die in a robbery.
I knew that didn't look right.
-That's messed up, Vanya. -[soft energy pulse]
I'd say it's time that we solved this problem...
[softly] Flatulence. Stage four.
Go ahead.
This is it.
-and not the way you like it! -That's my cue.
No matter what your mama says.
Tell me where Diego went
-[wind continues howling] -[Diego grunts]
Do you remember me?
-[splutters, grunts] -All right, sweaty gerbil man.
and the Hitler Youth had a baby.
♪ With myself... ♪ [song fades out]
[man on radio] ...are Governor and Mrs. Connally.
A thank-you for preserving
-He doesn't have to die. -No, no, Diego--
...or I'm gonna beat you,
Don't be too sure of that, Reg.
I know your feeble mind only responds to age and authority,
Probably a Communist, who you hit with your car.
Because I'm him, and that is exactly what I would do
743.
we'll tell the world who you really are.
What do you mean?
[men chuckling]
[laughs softly] Yeah, right. That's ridiculous.
And they are being greeted by placards
I think the best thing I can do for you right now
-Or I'll give you something to stare at. -He's just a little guy.
we've got one Five too many,
[instrumental music swelling]
Oh, Harlan.
Go!
Right.
[man on radio] The crowd yells.