Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gentlemen, welcome to the heart of the Monarch's lair...
I didn't sleep in my clothes.
Well, be quick with it.
It only happens to one in four thousand.
Let's see 'em.
- The piranha! - No!
It's like a bucket full of payday bars in there.
your son's testes are going to die, then atrophy.
Thanks. I just came up with that.
Or I could perform orchiopexy.
I guess it's theoretically possible.
Yeah, but this kind of thing should be a walk in the park.
High five.
What'd you get him?
me!
- Go, Dad! - Yes, go, Dad.
We're standing here talking, right?
I'm going to palpate, Dean.
Well, what happens now?
We fly by radar alone.
Master Billy, boy genius, speaking.
First it's a candy, then it's a gum.
Oh, I'm sure that put him at ease.
Or on the interweb.
So tell me, is this the most humiliating moment of your life, or what?
Come on, would you stop with that? Really.
is also called Rusty's law.
in front of their father.
And what are you wearing?
in front of their father.
Take it easy, Dean.
Is that what you want?
qualifies you as a boy genius.
the pain would be excruciating.
Well, I think that's settled then.
Distress call from cellblock "C."
Holy mackerel!
with Master Billy Quizboy, adult genius.
Twenty-Seven!
Hold that transmission.
Burn his sheets!
Monarch, we have transmission from the Venture compound.
your balls pulled a one-eighty.
What's the point, really?
Testicular torsion isn't just something on TV.
I'm about to kill all of you anyway.
It's the Monarch's crown!
I'm a bodyguard.
I don't want to show my junk to a little boy.
Easily.
I'm glad you're still...
Hank!
teeming with the most gruesome fish to ever...
That was Dr. Venture.
I didn't sleep in my clothes.
Whose job was it to feed the butterflies?
The kid's really hurt. Let him go.
Oh, come on!
Raising a son is an experiment no scientist is prepared for.
I told you, it's not a hernia!
if you know what I mean.
Are you gonna get the phone or what?
I treat my captives as kings.
Hey, Hank. I had emergency surgery.
I don't.
That's not so good.
Hank, don't brag to your brother about your circumcision.
No, he had a legitimate medical condition...
The Monarch has his hands in many sinister soups
Think raisins. Or better yet...
It's like a bucket full of payday bars in there.
All right, what happened? And one at a time.