Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Shh. Shh, shh, shh.
Well thank god for them internets
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
Duh! You think I'm an idiot? I know he wants to marry Mother...
Damn it, yes. Seriously, thanks.
So try not to do anything stupid, okay? Conway could be dangerous.
- I'm gonna get that office! I'm getting it, Pam!
- Now, drop the case, Conway! - It's cuffed on, woman.
- What? - I'm kidding. God, relax, man.
- Conway? - Yeah, buddy.
- Wow, ten thousand years. - Wait, really? Ten thousand?
Tell Conway that his Secret Santa wants to come early.
- Damn it. - There, should have gone with:
- And... Oh, you mean where in the building. - No.
I am the top agent around here.
That, right there? That kind of racism...
Oh, put it back in the deck
- From Top Gun. - Just be careful.
You dumbass. I set this whole thing up.
No, that one is just jute. Exactly.
That was a wonderful thank-you gift.
Lana, come on. I think we both know it works fine.
- I blend. - Just shut up and get the plans.
- Who is this guy? - I don't know.
Yes, so, uh...
Like, I bet he wishes he was wearing Bilbo's coat of Dwarven mithril.
I'll buy you a new one
Pam, come on, let's face it. Your entire job could be done by a...
Well you freaked out When I said quadroon.