Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Plonker
-(computer chiming) -Oh, yeah.
(shouting)
-Bat! -(bats squeaking)
* We're feeling horny For love *
Come into the sewer.
You know, how she's kind of like that shape and that smell...
Very cool.
It's partially our fault.
bouncing off the cars like a bouncing idiot.
Laszlo.
No, it's not.
(shouting)
No.
-I don't know what you're talking about... -Really, you smug bastard?
-Hello. -Hey.
That thing makes men go crazy.
And now it is to my great shame
Nothing's changed since New York City.
* Hotter than uranium *
saying he wanted to kick my ass and gave me his address.
Slayer.
She's a superb lyricist.
Chinga! (exhaling)
You remember my crew, don't you?
She startled me. (chuckles)
I said I'm sorry.
You’re a slayer
and of course, Wesley Sykes.
-Thank goodness. -Yep.
-It's a bad look for me. -Sorry, I-I'm hearing you whispering.
Most of them left after...
What was that?
WOMAN: I was pregnant, and I was scared.
(shrieks)
Do you hear this? There is a voice coming from the sewer.