Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wait a minute. Come here. What did you call him?
Sell it to Hallmark, Sis.
What?
I'd still like to call Freddy Quimby to the stand...
I refer you to my expert witness, Dr. Hibbert.
No. It’s the players who are wrong.
They're not imprisoning us, Bart. They're--
You gotta do this one for me, Billy. McGarnigal.
We were collecting canned goods for the starving people in...
Say it, Frenchy.! Say ''pow-dah';!
Behind these doors, a federal judge will ladle out steaming bowls...
It has little, if anything, to do with a disobedient whale.
Why bother votin'? He's guilty.
And who are you, little boy?
Happy birthday, Freddy. And may all your disgraces be, uh, private.
Say it, Frenchy.! Say ''pow-dah';!
Hey, I'm trying to eat lunch here.
Boy, the rich sure know how to live.
[ Gasping, Murmuring ]
But eventually your bones will change shape.
But the law needs me. I'll be home as soon as I can.
- And those. - [ Snap, Groan ]
it's "she-dur." Say it right!
uh, you know, one of them loser countries.
and three more pillows with mints on 'em.
to eliminate slouching by the year 3000.
''I busted whichever hand it is I write with.