Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Changing the past is harder than I thought.

Oh, no, Gus, not at all.

Now you're nothing but a pathetic, alcoholic laughingstock.

Captain, get the hell out of this house!

I don't know what kind of hell demon you are, buddy, but I'd whiz on Mother Teresa to avoid that fate.

Hey, while you're still here, can I ask you a couple questions about my future?

A precious lock of Michael J. Fox's hair.

We became lovers.

Why do you think they call it dope?

Think about direction, wonder why you have it now.

By my time, this young man will be whiter than my underpants.

I now realize that you really do miss the life of a peace officer, don't you?

This decade is bad enough without having to watch you wallow in its idiocy every second.

If you don't evacuate right now on the goodly captain over there, your future will be thus.

Well, I don't want to disturb the cute family of raccoons that live inside.

I was getting a little greedy there, wasn't I?

And they're real big bugs, too.