Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is going dreadfully.
It's Krelboyne.
That house has got to be a dude's paradise.
Malcolm! Malcolm! Malcolm!
Very, very,
to this picnic, Malcolm: I think it sounds like fun.
Nothing but.
You've got to get me out of there before my turn comes.
Run away with us and join the circus!
behold.
Oh, it's so great to finally meet you.
Malcolm! Malcolm! Malcolm! Malcolm!
I never should have left the cannery.
Hi there.
Why?
ow! my cake stand!
3699-7412-6823...
I'm kind of conflicted.
I had a dream you didn't come, and I was...
having been the buzz of last year's math fair.
and a level-three toxic biohazard...
For what?
Kick his butt, Alphonse.
[Screaming]
Whatever.
Malcolm! Malcolm!
I'm going to kick so much Krelboyne ass today...
[Burps]
[Francis] And who might you be?
Oh, I'm sure you loved every moment of it.
I failed you.
Thank you, Dabney.
They sense danger, but it is too late.
It just is, okay?
I really, really do. I...
Your depeche mode tape!
You know what I don't understand?