Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So I could abandon it at a mall.
- Why did you let them in my house? - Well...
Why didn't you just get a vasectomy like I asked you to?
Sexual addiction's not a real thing, asshole.
I am so late. Lana, I’m coming in for a razor! Pam, don’t!
Jason did not answer. He kept walking. He traveled many miles. One day he came to a swift stream. "How can I get across?" he thought. "It's too deep to wade. It's too wide to swim." He stood on the bank thinking. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. "Jason!" said the voice. He turned quickly.
How's it hanging, buddy?
- You're bleeding him dry. - Seriously, how much is a liter?
Maybe you're turning into people.
Barry, does it hurt?
- Cyril, you're... - Oh, sorry, Ms. Archer.
And so said test results conclude...
Vis-à-vis a unit of volume.
Chet?
- But with the economy how it is... - What?
And as the 24 hours of uninterrupted vault footage shows...
...because pretty decent chance the baby's mine.
That's because those ODIN ghouls drained a fifth of your blood.
Shut up. They took a liter from me.
...because he is not sold separately.
Barry, how’s the leg?
ARCHER: Oh, my God, these ODIN dicks.
...and replace your blood with someone else's.
Well, I'm a field agent, Isaac Newton. I risk my life.
- Speaking of fifth... - A drink's the last thing you need.
[BELCHES]
Ants are gonna be the least of your worries, smackhound.
I mean, the kid's cool, and I'm obviously awesome.
And you know what's fricking lame?
Wretched , Horrible ANTS!
Well, keep your chins up, Cyril. All 11 of them.
I may have massaged that number a little so...
Because even if somebody did break into the vault...
You've been holding him and you've been drinking...