Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No one's been able to stand Big Fat Paulie's company for more than a minute.

Let's just say the car was a steal.

- I'm talkin' about the mob hit. - Mom's gonna get whacked?

No way, it's too dangerous. I got you into this and I'll get you out of it.

Aw, come on, Lois. The only victim tonight was the work of Arthur Miller.

- I would like a "bunny". - What kind of "bunny"?

I am very upset with you right now.

Whack a guy? Off a guy? Whack off a guy?

Hi, I'm Bob Goen, and these are Mary Hart's legs.

- Yeah, it's the blue sedan. - No tip, sir.

- Aw, shut up, Cleveland. - Wanna talk about it, champ?

- Hey, thanks for comin'. - Oh, what a horrible night.

Ha! You're just mad about the car. Don't worry. I'll think of a way to fix it.

All right, can the waterworks, Jackie Chan, cab 302.

- Yeah, I'm Big Fat Paulie. - Hey. Guess I've got milk.

What's that? What's that? You want me inside ya?

Dharma, come down from there. Wow, I can't get over what a free spirit you are.

People are worse off than Willy Loman.

I'd lick off all the cream and give you my special whip topping.

Peter, look at this one. It's safe and reliable and we can afford it.

Stewie had a doctor's appointment, then I had to pick Meg up after school.

When the Charleston county police department asked Zack his full name

No, I mean Elizabeth! She's trying to escape! Now's our chance to catch her! Come on, Robot Runt!

- So we'll solve this problem. - Wait. You mean, together?

the cock ring was a steal

You're in debt to the Mob. That means they can ask you to do anything.

Such distance on this the week of my birthday!! There's still time to get this right.