Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm just a detective from the swamps of Atlanta, can't even walk.
I moved down here to take care of one of them.
No.
Yeah, I could use a little protein.
I'm sorry, I just assume your name is Tony.
All right, all right, all right.
Cuz if you can't, then I ain't got nothing to live for.
I'm sorry, what about here?
She knows way too much about your schedule, by the way.
This is where I belong.
one with training in not collapsing roofs.
Can I hang around if I don't do the oath.
and mandatory for you to add her to your little committee.
Yup, I learned to pick up on that one.
That's my decision.
I'm sorry that happened, Abed.
Well, then, what about the case of my wife and my legs, Shirley?
- You rescued a runaway girl today. - Rescued, balls.
Oh, gee. You mean just be friends?
We're sorry that we made you choose between--
- Morning. - Morning.
but maybe if you added more apologies.
- Reality. - And what do people do here?
Miss Dart, word of advice, change your personality,
When people say there was no way to see this coming
Cheers!
This is the first I've heard that I'm a character on a show.
The bar gets dirty.
Abed, are you sure she wasn't actually being sweetly condescending?
Sorry.