Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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