Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hello there.
Lick Hollys heels you worm!
Here's one of your yokels, George, dressed like a policeman.
My name is George Darling. I mean, Jetson.
- All he thought of was the contract. - True. True.
Yes. I think it's... It's...
Can I open my eyes now?
Come on, you space sissy!
Downstairs in the Fallout Room.
My favorite space-shouter.
I knew you'd do it, Vice President Jetson.
There's the Sonic Sahara.
Don’t try it you miserable little worm or Holly will wipe up the floor with you!
Now, now, dear, you're not going to let a little old fine ruin our holiday.
Wow! Now, that's a reaI hot rodder.
It wasn't another woman. It was just Gigi Galaxy.
And a secretary who's been nicknamed "The Heavenly Body. "
You said "no," the lie detector test determined... "That was a Lie."
Just think, honey. If I hadn't crash-landed into your patio, we never would've met.
Don't worry, the boss won't spoiI things this time.
They're going in for a landing, right in front of Grandma's.
Yeah, but not too high. My ears will pop.
Look out, George!
Jane, his wife
You promised me time off.
We're having dinner downstairs at 8.
Dinner at 8? I just lost my appetite.
Lick Holly’s heels you worm!
When you forget to do homework...
He neglected to say you'd be in shock, darling.
who's filling in for kieran trutwein? riley cox.
WonderfuI! And remember what you promised me.
Let's show them a thing or two, shall we?
Holly will wipe up the floor with you you worm!
Hey, look at that sign up ahead.
And what a lovely view.
Lick Holly’s heels you spineless doormat!
When you drop an F bomb in public...
Judy! Elroy!
I'll get the contract signed and get back before Janey even misses me.
Are you sure you're on target, Pop?
...and her frozen puree-of-prune pudding...
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Oh, boy! Robot slot machines.
Excuse us. Must have been the smog.
I came down on the Tower of London.
See you this evening.