Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Is that like a jolly trolley or a fun run or a tingle mingle?
This is not good for my hangover.
Sometimes when you pull off your grandma's jaw,
Word 'round the gutter is you're a right proper villain.
[thunder cracking]
- [slurps] - It's a lemon, guys.
[crying] Oh, God. I'm so sorry. I lied.
Ooh, boo-hoo.
[horse neighs]
except my daughter and my wife. And now you.
[bell tolling]
[theme music playing]
Oh, come in. Come in.
What, now you're highwaymen?
Shut up, you.
According to the holy books, your first mistake was educating her.
Fine, but I'll need a little something to put the edge on.
[horse neighs]
[thunder continues cracking]
I drank so much, I can't even remember if I drank anything.
No, no, no! Just pull out the cork.
Okay, I guess I'm gonna do this, unless someone talks me out of it.
We must act before our plan is discovered.
WHY YOU I OUGHTA I I WEREN'T SO FAT I'D
And I'm like, "Now where am I gonna live?" Rude.
Legs muscled by years on the run.
[Bean grunts]
Hey. Look at us hanging out on the floor together.
- [Luci grunts] - Gotcha.
[chuckles] Look what we caught in our little trap.