Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I'm 5. Hang on. - Get me off this cockamamie thing.
WISHMAS, BITCH!
You lied to me. You told me you were dying in that rest home.
You'll be back on your feet in time for next Boxing Day.
It's pretty similar. Dinner at 5, bath at 6.
And if it makes you feel any better, I gotta sleep in pull-ups too.
Well, it was fine meeting you, Rallo.
I've never seen one accompanied by bruises to the face before.
So? Just because you're bad at sports...
Happy Hanukkah, Murray.
- You're ready. - I love working out.
- Listen... - No, you listen.
All right, then suit yourself.
Will you be my He-bro?
Chopped herring, potato pancakes and two soft boiled eggs on rye toast.
It's oh so wrong But we will march on
...but that doesn't mean we can't bust you out for Christmas.
I told you, Jews celebrate Hanukkah.
Well, see that you do. He has water on the lungs and he needs his treatment...
To wish me greetings once again
You people, with your sarcasm and your disrespect.
Junior, this is my friend Murray.
My teeth taste like kosher salami.