Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not in this town.
Guess I'll have to make this grease last the whole season.
Smells like Angel. Angel
You should be nervous.
For you, Torpedo, I'll make it happen.
Yay! No, I won't.
I'm not interested in talking to you anymore.
That's all right. I only wanted
By the time you grow up, they're dead.
Oh. Uh, hi.
Nah, that was, that was a nickname
Ooh! It's a two-mascot race!
Uh-uh. Not when it's entertainment.
Yes. The games are all rigged.
Why? It's not going anywhere.
Gene! I'm sure it was fine.
Yay!
Go get 'em, Gene!
Remember, you're an ambassador for our restaurant,
He's just out of bullets.
That's worth closing for, right?
Are you and Mom getting divorced?
"If you try your hardest, you've already won.
Phe-Nom, is it possible
Oh, Bobby. Oh, crap.
Oh. Yeah, I thought earlier you called me "sport," so...
for the kid there, Flash. I'll take Flash.
What push? He pushed the Cotton Candy mascot
Is the roller coaster going to be okay?
What the...?
Sweet baby blade foot.
Hey, all right, that's enough of that.
Dad!
How could you hit a baby?
No, I already got your tombstone picked out for ya.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Jesus?
"I'm squeezing lemon into your wound!"
Kidding. But he has a favor to ask you.
at whatever the name of his restaurant is...
Two decent, swarthy peas in a pod.
Does that mean I shouldn't give Torpedo this grease?
It was so nice of Torpedo to give us these seats
Ow!
I'm sure you gotta know someone. You do.