Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's start by taking down all of their names.
We met the other day...
Uh, pardon me, pardon me, good sirs.
A pair of poofs about town.
We'll give you this. We brought this for you.
But, you know what, that's not really what bothers me about this.
That would be me.
- What? - I'm sorry.
you got a revolution coming.
- It's gonna go to their intention. - Let's cut it of in pieces.
It's just so cramped in here.
Are you saying you're gay?
Would you like a spot of tea? You... Yeeees...!
- You harbor patriots. - Oh, whoops, no, no, no.
Your voice needs to come off as elegant (with English accent): as your clothing, okay?
- Definitely. - Okay, clearly the British are gonna win this thing.
We have to make our own declaration.
are you saying you’re gay?
Our bad. Uh, just tell me.
What bothers me is that he looks like an old woman.
Charlie, goddamn it!
Madam.
Nayeth, Nayeth Bad Intel there
Don't worry. Don't worry.
Damn those Sons of Liberty sons of bitches Dennis.
DAMN YOUR NECROMANCY WOMAN!
Do not shoot that pumpkin! What are you doing?
I'm dressed like a nobleman, okay? These people respond to royalty.
Those wooden teeth are killing me. That lisp is stupid.