Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I think you should drag him out of his car...

I'm gonna kill you, Jay!

because I don't want anything bad to happen to you.

I'm sleeping in there.

I still don't think you should judge people!

No, no. Don't-Don't touch me. I don't like to be touched.

Mom got it for me yesterday. Pretty sweet, huh?

And I appreciate how hard you're trying not to roll your eyes right now.

Surprise, surprise

I said get off me!

She's a real character. You gotta meet her.

All right. Or maybe I can just wave my hands over it and heal it that way.

The only reason I remember him is because he's named after my favorite musical.

- Luke, that's enough. - Oh, my God!

- I know. It's true. It's true though.

- Who's talking? "Your neighbors." - Anyway.

- I would understand if that was... - No.

Besides, this neighborhood's getting a little crazy.

So, why do you wanna move?

- I'm Phil's wife. - Let's not talk her ear off. She's gotta go.

Here. Stick this up.

I was beginning to think you didn't have any flaws.

I never taught anyone anything.

Jay, he's gonna grab him!

Slow down, jerk! Slow down!

Honey, I think I'm just gonna turn over his license plate to the police.

I called the police, and they were totally unhelpful.

- What the hell is that? - My new bike.

- I don't know. It seems kind of cowardly. - Mm-mmm.