Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

PETER: Does anyone other than Robert have an offer?

All right, here we go.

Oh, my God, you ordered room service?!

Wow, check out that big blue marble.

Quagmire thinks Brian's trash.

And from now on, I'm not hiding anything.

She says I call Steinfeld Steinfeld?

PETER: What is that one?

Oh, yeah. It's just so hard.

It's like Night at the Museum in here.

Good hutting, Glenn. That's my boy, hutting.

Look at my footage. I was going bananas.

-Beer in a bag. -Bad idea.

Spray soda on an old lady or punch a baby!

Yep, here I am, Mr. Wisdom,

But to that point, instead of always asking "Where's Waldo?"

Quagmire, you hooked up.

-Farts. -(flatulence)

Listen, Glenn, I know this is an adjustment for you,

Bye-bye, Brian. You're history.

"Because I love him," a resolved Ida said.

That's not true.

I'm sorry, Brian.

Damn it, I'm sick of us always forgetting our great ideas

Oh, surprise, surprise.

Peter, that'll never work.

And Quagmire just texted back "Can't."

I just wish you could see yourself the way I see you.

I'm not seeing an "Ida Davis."

and now he's not moving.

Uh, actually, I have some news that happens to pertain

What does she mean, "Can't eat an ear of corn"?

I don't like it.

After all, I'm not the first person to deliver tough news.

Because I made you lie down in the backseat

you know nothing about?

You're handsome, you're loyal.

and I'll see you in another two years.

a little weirder for me than I thought.

-Cup of coffee, Joe? -Yeah. Thanks.

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