Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Bean] I'll pull your face off!

You will look beautiful.

Where's my boy Elfo?

doesn't mean I care what you think.

For now, it can be told.

We must be smart like dwarves, and sneaky like squirrels.

I can't feel my legs. Do I even have legs?

Trust me, I'm your personal demon, and I'm terrified of you.

We brought you a sandwich, but I ate it.

I seen you in there.

And, yeah, we gotta lose the goatee, babe.

My tear, it brought you back to life.

-What does that mean? -Bean, listen to me.

My daughter is tired from her long elevator trip.

[God] Mmm. Mmm-hmm.

[God] And that's why I only answer every 25th prayer.

I'm going to bury myself in all of our throw pillows, and it is going to be bad.

Bean, what did you do to make them so mad?

[Bean grunting]

[opening theme music playing]

I am cursed from the deepest depths of the underworld.

-Restrain her, Gomer. -Gomer is here?

I got to be honest with you.

What are you thinking, baldy?