Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Twerking, My Face.
The official story is radiation leak.
Shit!
I'm not hurting anyone by being myself.
day after tomorrow, all these mouth-breathers are gonna be in my store
You know those times when you can taste your own stomach acid? I have that right now.
Oh, God! I must look terrible, but... so soon.
Ow! Gaa!
Come on, come on, come on!
I expound more on this, of course, in my book The Five Signs Of Truth, which is available...
That's a fate worse than death.
What are you doing?
Please! This was a sweet old lady, all right? Don't be weird.
And even though this person may not return my affections...
God, Chaz!
No, no! You can't just murder these zombies. These are people.
Basset hound.
She's got so much Botox in her face I don't know if she's ever going to decompose.
(SHE PANTS) Ryan, what are you still doing here?
- You need the code, man. - Okay.
and got put in the hospital? She didn't walk right ever again.
- Yeah! - You can't get that from biting.
You just shot yourself first.
- Tap out? - Yeah.
So you can say goodbye to these.
FRANK: Ah, Longfellow. You know, he's from here. Maine. Portland.
I think you can forgo your sit-ups tonight.
The Nutty Professor: "NOOOOOOOO"!
My dad has more than enough motivation to keep quiet and I'm his son.
- Buy a girl a drink first, will you? - I'm sorry about that business there.
Oh, come on, relax now, babe. We've got some catching up to do! Hm-hm!
Yeah, it was in there when I bought the car. (SHE LAUGHS)
Hang in there, Rubs.
Do what you gotta do.
She exhibits all five signs of a person who's speaking the truth.
(DEB PANTS)
I promised her I would get her out of town and I'm keeping that promise.
Are you drinking his White Russian? I told you that was a girl's drink.
Ooh, taking control!
What?
What is that? This is horrible!
It's boring stuff, dear, a little bit too technical.
- That's my boy! - Yep.
Okay, everybody, drink up. I'm gonna turn in.
those would be the last words we ever said to each other.
I'm pretty sure my brownies must be cool enough by now.
- If it means that much to you, of course. - Yes.
Look, my fiancée, brother and father are out there. They'll be expecting me.
- Tell me you have your keys. - Yes!
Oh, Ryan! Oh, yeah!
Ryan, that was your dad. Please explain to me why you told him to take that job and shove it?
There's gotta be some place around here that we can get food.
Uh!
What about you, Ryan Waverly? Are you living your dream?
Plus I've always wanted to slap the tan right off of Brent Masters' face.
I deserve the things I want. My needs are worthwhile.
And are there people eating other people's flesh?
So we go up to the roof and that's when we saw him.
I mean, that was a terrible, actually, cos she was my neighbour.
Nutmeg can be a bit much at times, but that's no reason to abandon it.
We've never going to get out of here, are we?
(GUNSHOT)
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Where's the fire?
- Oh? - But either way, I have to go right now, so...
Trixie?
Let the young ones go.
- Despite my track record. - Yeah, what does this do?
- Kev, are you there? - (PANICKED) Ryan!
Come on, you guys. I'm just right here.
(FRANK LAUGHS)
Wouldn't you like to get your hands on it right now?
He was exposing himself to their family dog.
My people are at your home and your office right now.
- Woo! - (FRANK LAUGHS)
Ryan...
Nobody who is that says that!
Does it have to do with the ultraviolet treatment process that you're testing at Waverly Water?
TOGETHER: Deb! Deb! Deb! Deb! Deb!
Oh!
DEB: I'm Deb Clarington saying yes, I think these two are worth saving.
- No. He's... He's busy. - He should be gettin' busy with you.
(STACY'S VOICE, BANGING) Oh, yes! Oh, Ryan! Oh, yes!
Okay.
Yeah?
- (LAMP SHATTERS) - Oh, great! Okay. Hey!
Oh... Oh, yeah!
(SHE LAUGHS) It's a good one.
Are you going to come out with your hair-dryer, is that what you're gonna do?
Portland may be a small town, but people are going to notice if we disappear.
Apparently, he'd been doing it for months.