Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But, sir, the company's doing fine.
You bet. Are you outta your mind?!
Because I-I threw out food that they still wanted.
How would you like to take a half pound of hamburger
It's his company.
What happened to the free-loving quagmire
Do you know who I am?!
Peter, how are you doing that?
¶ but where are those good old-fashioned values ¶
He's in a coma, mrs. Griffin.
Jot jot jot jot jot jot jot Aw, he dead.
There's no ramp!
Oh, my god! What's happening to him?
Dr. House?!
Hello, mrs. Griffin,
Hello, if you're watching this,
I don't care what mr. Pewterschmidt would have done.
You're a big shot.
But wait a second!
Why, have you done that before? (laughs)
(all gasp) what?!
I've run that company for 40 years.
What?!
And you have to go cubicle to cubicle inviting people.
And now, new lady scream in a box.
(male narrator reading in german accent):
Well, you made it, peter.
House. Road House That too
Cheese, cheese, cheese!
Jose after eating all the food at school
Death by chocolate. (laughs)
Peter: Get that!
Well, you'll always be a big shot in this family, sweetheart.
Man (on tv): All new this christmas-- remote control cars...
Yeah, yeah, that's it.
How you think my house smell?
Peter, we don't know anything more than you do
Good afternoon, gentlemen,
It sounded better the way I said it.
Sorry I'm late, lois.
I'm gonna go find a scientist.
Boy, this is fun, huh?
Lois, what are you doing here?
I grew up! That's what happened!
He fired all my staff,
Tell 'em I'll be right in.
Well, come down.
(sighs happily)
Eaten by sharks while snorkeling...
(gasps) yeah!
Zagata, boopada, bopada, ghost dad!
I don't want to watch it with you.