Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're all lying to me again.

He's just realizing he can't talk.

Geez, that damn doctor's gotten to everybody.

What seems to be the trouble, Mr. Peterson?

I take ambulances everywhere.

I'm afraid they're inflamed.

I've got to get my voice back, no matter what it takes.

Okay, uh, here it is.

That would be a first.

Can you explain that to me?

And then... Sleepy and Doc and Donner and Blitzen.

Either that or we're all dead and we're burning in hell together.

What do super smart people do when they lose their voices?

You know, my slacks are neatly pressed and not a hair is out of place and sports is fun.

Geez, can you believe it?

I guess I'm just gonna have to rely on the kindness of others to accept the new mute me.

Oh, I'm winded.

Well, I wouldn't go quite... Oh God, how I need to hear you say it.