Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The first contestant is our most‐improved student,

"When he grows up,

But my shelves are already groaning with kudos.

It's not up to you to save him.

♪ The words she'd written took me by surprise ♪

Oh, my God. I'm in this.

Did you fix Bart?

You are my doctor.

This is a new low, even for you.

But I will take your wee coney...

Oh. I forgot Flanders married Krabappel.

Oh, I feel so much better.

Yeah, don't worry. We'll get your car, but, uh,

You don't have to explain. It's totally understandable.

I'm gonna enter the spelling bee.

So, I understand

(clears throat) Assembly item number two:

I don't want my daughter on meds.

♪ We'll get some useless crap today! ♪

"Scratching at the bell on his collar"?

You don't have a single little boy bone in your body, do you?

That's the worst thing you can do in a church!

I sure hope there's something in the Bible about forgiveness.

I got rid of the squeak in your chair, sir.

He's got a free yogurt at the car wash.

but why fix what you can numb?

We bought 'em, we smash 'em.

Which is worse, to be cruel or to lie?

- Bart... - She believed in me.

"with my spikey‐haired after‐school buddy.