Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's a roach clip. Get it?
Diver down.
I'd like to speak to Lily Dougherty.
Poor Ralphie. I can't look!
That's a sweet deal.
Why not? With all the crime and drugs, it's already a prison.
When I was about your age, I woke up one morning and said to myself:
R is for roaches
-So I want you to stay out of sight. -Who, us?
Lily quit.
-What's yours is ours. -Stereo rights?
Hope you didn 't mind the smell
All right.
Hey, watch the potholes, homes.
That's nice. Whereabouts?
Here's to life's little surprises.
We are shooting the tube
What? I'm sorry, a project? What project?
I'll drink to that.
Because if you ain't, you'll get a roach in every meal you'll ever have...
No, no thanks, Mom.
Is it a deal?
Sorry.
No, Mom. Right, Mom. Good, Mom.
What a lover!
They aren't doing no paint job.
Look at that piece of meat.
The U.S. government will have acquired the last property we need...
I beg your pardon?
Right, another stupid human.
Around here someplace, I suppose.
And we'll be here long after you
Okay, I'm dancing. Now, beat it. Leave.
Oh, my God, mister. Are you all right?
Yeah, but the lot is totally bare of soil. We'll need fertilizer.
My cousin, Jesus.
-Come on! -Don't be that way, Joey!
Lay off the rat jokes!
Can 't we all just get along?
Joe, Joe!