Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(whispering): What's... what's up?
being mysterious about it, if you want.
Oh, God. We should just leave.
♪ In this darkness ♪ Wow.
Good night, Kuchi.
Ha! We made it! We're safe!
How’s my sick little pickle?
Kuchi Kopi. Gah, the Kuch.
Well, then why am I passing?" (chuckles)
(scoffs) This guy.
Oh, good, you heard that. Yeah.
(falsetto): ♪ Sun deck ♪
Maybe it'll be fine, though.
(knocking) WOMAN: Clyde! Clyde!
Feel my forehead!
♪ And ruined it for me. ♪
Um, no. (gasps) You spit it out?
and it's a little early to, you know,
Can I talk to you in private, Teddy?
Why we've all been trying to stop you from getting here?
LOUISE: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
since some tricky little sicky
Gas. (makes fart noise) Just kidding.
You know all about 'em. Sit down.
He is my foodie buddy
♪ Push that button ♪
Let's face it. Everybody stinks.
(all grunting and groaning)
All right, look, I know this oven pretty well. Oven brag.
(all sigh in relief)
Just in case. Mm.
BOB: Wow, I had no idea how great Kuchi Kopi is.
Okay... done.
Let's just try and fix it before she wakes up.
two pieces of PVC pipe welded together?
♪ But that just makes it dark outside ♪
Hi. So, where's Kuchi Kopi?
That angel is Clyde.
(Linda's voice): Uh, yes, it's me. Hi.
Just... let's just fight already.
Oh, speaking of the fortress...
I just had the weirdest dream.