Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(CHRIS STUTTERS)

Well, why don't you smoke a whole carton of cigarettes!

Go shoot some animals,

Well, actually, about that, Brenda,

Listen, you had your chance. I e-mailed it to both of you.

JEFF: Oh, now you're calling me a liar in front of this cat?

Close your menu, so they know we're ready to order.

You fat, ugly bitch!

"and you and our unborn child would be better off without me in the picture.

Like hell she did.

- Come here! - Ah!

I can't arrest Jeff unless Brenda files a formal complaint with the police.

I'm sorry. Oh, shoot.

Here's the first three digits of my phone number. E-mail me.

Soliciting a rooster.

All right, forget the uncle thing.

The three of us.

I don't know what this cock-a-doodle-doo thing is,

Lucky there's a family guy

I thought we were gonna kill him.

And then we'll be done. Sound good?

because that was awful.

I'll give you another moment.

Jeff didn't come home last night and he hasn't called.

Yeah, I guess that is what I said.

Yeah, but she's gotten a lot better.

Why don't you call the cops like you did on Christmas?

I choke myself every day, you bastard.

What the hell? Did you change the channel while I was going to get a beer?

Oh, God, I just... I hope Glenn's okay.

Isn't he the one that beats her?

"I realized that you are too good for me,

Oh, no. Jeff would never allow that.

All right, on the way back, I get to pick the radio station,

Look, turn off the light.

- What's that? - lt's like a surprise birthday party,

Brenda just fell.