Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sure is.
What?
What?
It's Brendan.
Not yet.
Coach.
I'm sorry.
I don't know.
Okay.
Whoops.
OK, well, I put my list out right here.
I don't see why Brendan can't spend the weekend with Fenton.
I can't stop thinking about it, Coach.
All right, walkie-talkie test.
They're making me talk back.
Cut.
Yes, I do.
Best friend.
I don't know.
People die.
Well, why don't you join then, Brendan?
Please?
Huh?
You do?
Mm-hmm.
Well, someday I'll probably be able to.
Well, it's not your fault.
Good morning!
Why are you doing this to me?
Because I don't like them and I don't need them and I don't have time for your nonsense.
You are in so much trouble with me that I can't even say a sentence with words that can sound correctly good.
I live alone.
But what about your family?
Sure.
I told you so.
What do you got?
Can anybody hear me?
Okay, but what happened to the doctor finding the cure scenario?
Me.
Go away.
Sleep well and sleep tight.
Over.
I don't want to do it.