Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, Dale, the doctor thinks you should quit exterminating.

Sorry, Halverstrom. You're fired.

Dale, what are you doing to the Bug-a-Bago?

- You know I haven't. - Then don't judge me.

Car pool had to stop at the store. Rodriguez needed a comb.

Can I go to lunch now?

We'd all love to make time for roaches.

But you've got to learn how to work with humans.

- Shouldn't you be wearing a mask? - Mask, smask.

when they are born, they will think I am their mother...

Smask. Sh... mask.

That's the coffee talking, and the fluorescent lighting.

And I type 30 words per minute. Can we make out?

See, there's nothing sexier than a man with a nine-to-five job.

Well, this is great. We're getting the inside scoop here, fellas.

Certainly no caps, except yarmulkes under 8 inches in diameter.

and will therefore obey my every command.

Check number 3524, cleared.

They're not recognizing me as their maternal influence.

but only one way to kill bugs?

When Judy eats lunch. But that's not important.

You keep this up, Joseph, you're fired from this family.

to dress casual on casual Fridays.

That way you'll still be the first thing they see when they hatch.

Anyone else? I'm still thirsty.

Listen, there's someone else I need to fire.