Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Cletus, about your helium.
you ain't getting balloon one of my helium.
Hmm. Perhaps it takes an idiot to catch an idiot.
All right, Spuckler, you've got helium, which I want.
cheating me out of their home.
-A-yup. -A-nope.
-(chittering) -(yelps)
-What do you think? -(whimpers)
What's the point of that?
We didn't want to leave a mark that Cletus could see.
While I slept, I said, "Extra large."
Aw, dang it! Runt! Look at this! Domestic Violence Runt, what the heck?!
The only seats are next to him.
Here's mine.
Oh...
Come on.
But I told my wife I said, "Sexy Marge."
(upbeat cabaret music playing)
that makes it official.
Now, don't scare him. It sours up the flavor.
How long have you been selling balloons?
-(grunts) -(groans)
Goons, get him.
Runt, WHERE ARE YOU GOING? 'Sup, Mom?
I've let myself go.
BURNS: I want you to know
to suck the helium into them thar Mylar balloons.
¶ Ooh, we're sharing some grits ¶
The plumbers we hired to replace it are very inefficient.
Are you the pain guy or the laugh guy?
-Aw. -His wisdom regarding your mystery balloon gas
that's only been nice to me.
Hey, you harm my friend,
-Or what? -Hmm.
He called on me!