Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

THE BATTER HITS THE BALL TO THE OPPOSITE FIELD,
OF COURSE. IT'S ALL SO OBVIOUS.
I'M LEAVING. I FIND THIS VERY TIRESOME ALL OF A SUDDEN.
GOT YOU. GOT YOU.
OUT OF THE BAR.
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT. I'M NOT THROUGH YET.
YEAH.
NO, YOU'RE NOT.
THERE'S NO DEGRADATION LEFT.
YOU GOT TO GET THE LAST ONE IN.
IT'S A GIFT.
YOU DON'T USE A FORK WITH SOUP!
OUT OF THE GOODNESS OF MY HEART,
* WHERE EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME *
WHAT HAPPENS IF I HATE IT?
YOU DON'T WANT TO FIGHT BECAUSE I'M WINNING.
I MAKE LOVE TO EVERYTHING I PAINT.
NEVER MIND. I'M DONE.
NO. WAIT, WAIT. YOU'RE NOT LEAVING YET,
I TOLD YOU I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO DO THIS.
THE "PATHETIC OLD MAN" BIT, CARLA--WORKS LIKE A CHARM.
WE'LL START DANCING A LITTLE BIT AROUND THE KITCHEN FLOOR.
* OUR TROUBLES ARE ALL THE SAME *
THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU'LL EVER SEE ME.
AS HUMAN BEINGS CAN SINK!
YOU'RE CRAZIER THAN I'M ACCUSED OF BEING.
DO NOT SAY,
HEY...
BUT, LISTEN, FORGET EVERYTHING.
HE TOLD HIM HE COULDN'T PAINT DIANE'S PICTURE,
I'M ACTUALLY CRITICIZING MYSELF.
* YOU WANNA GO WHERE PEOPLE KNOW *
COME ON, CLIFF. YOU THINK THAT EVERYBODY
HE'LL HATE IT,
YOU HIT ME!