Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Spare me your economic mumbo jumbo
- Here you go. - What the hell is this?
Marge, my whole life flashed before my eyes.
let's not get the law involved.
- [ Groans ] - [Man]Insert the retractor...
to get married to Princess Left Ventricle.
- [Homer Gasps, Cries Out] - [Thud]
Porce
One hand washes the other. Ooh, that reminds me.
Mmm... ham
- Da-a-d! - [ Gasping ]
- What's wrong? - You know that feeling you get...
What a voice. Young Homer is going to make me a millionaire.
with this jumbo thong bikini?
Cloud goes up. Cloud goes down.
Well, actually, we gave it all up for a pinball machine in the lounge.
Homer's in the hospital! They think it's his heart!
[ Sniffles ]
Dr. Riviera. Dr. Nick Riviera. Please report to the coroner immediately.
- Hmm, okay. - Yaah!
Thanks, Moe.
Damn their oily hides!
- Oh, dear. Now you've done it. - [Banging]
and I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.
- Please have mercy. - Got your nose.
- What? - Five cents off wax paper.
- [ People Chattering ] - Shh!
Bed goes up-- Kids...
It could only be one thing.
- I got a bad heart. - If I could give you my heart, Homer, I would.
- That only happens to bad people. - What about Abraham Lincoln?
- [ All Chattering ] - Where are the bodies?