Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I told you, plan B, Clara, not plan B3.
All right, Flea, come on. All right.
No, that's what you do. I don't do that.
"Papa, whenever you come along with me on these showbiz things...
Running up hills...
- You want me to do the whole Fantasy Island? - No, Herve, where are we?
It's time once again for Ask Manson...
...and march right out of here. - That's wonderful.
Just because I host Studs does not necessarily mean...
Okay, feel yourselves scalping that weight away.
...so it hurts to even think about her.
Oh, my God. All right, we'll be back after this. I gotta stop after that.
- We got him. - I don't like how rough you play.
Paper or plastic, you son of a...?
- Welcome to where? - Welcome to Fantasy Island.