Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But they're really good.
Not if you sew it back together.
They'll crucify me if they hear this.
How could you let your dog eat that list?
...for one special Larry Jobs addition.
That's okay, Chip.
Come on, boy.
-I don't think anyone saw. -Freak!
...but now I realize that that was just puppy love...
Congratulations.
Arrange a meeting.
A list of creeps?
I think maybe I could type faster than you.
Again? They must never let him out.
Hello Dollies, eh?
We could hear him kicking the dog on the tape.
-We're being bugged! -What?
But I need to concentrate. Let me just look at them.
Are you insane? Or are your pants too tight?
It's happening. It's happening. It's real, man.
How are you?
Just putting out a little fire here.
Do they know anything?
I'm his roommate at school.
-Wars are extremely hard to stop. -You're right.
...that these prisons are....
...the President?
...is involved in this Watergate cover-up?
I guess all the people on that list must be creeps.
What time is it?
You know, there is something very strange going on here.
We have to get out of here!
It's okay. You don't have to name any names.
By the time you're grown, you'll be living in the Soviet Union of America!
Done! We're going upstairs.
You're looking swell, Dolly I can tell, Dolly
There's yelling. Are you in trouble?
How goes it, paperboys?
...and all this other stuff, and you bake them.
CREEP has made up a list of who to pay off...
I think you've done enough, what with bumbling the burglary and all.
And I'm Jewish.
B, B. Oh, my God, they're both together.
Figures that the pain in my ass is Nixon, the fascist.
We've talked about this.
CA
-Evening, Mr. Whipple. -Evening.
What the--?
You suck, Dick!
4 years in fucking Algéria
-Just say it! -Say what?
There is an underground parking garage...
You can't have it anyway. It's our only souvenir.
The names on the list?
We both are.
I don't think we'd reveal it on a little show like this.
I was wondering if you had that package ready for me...
If we publish that, we could nail him.
How high?
Shit!
I came to make sure you were all right.
...to take responsibility for anything.
I'm in here, dear.
Can we walk Checkers now?
Now your TV dinners are ice-cold.
Those radical, muckraking bastards, Woodward and Bernstein...
Why cant you see that
They were in the Watergate last night. They know too much, Bob.
Get some more sources on those names.
Hey, Checkers. Hi, sweetie.
If it wasn't about makeup or Frankie Avalon, they didn't give a hoot.
-Promise. -Hope to die?
...with stuff about him when he was young.
-Bob, I said I'm sorry. -Don't ever--
You know....
I was in the market at lunch and we literally just crashed into each other.
All right, settle down.
That is so disgusting.
We're here to walk Checkers and talk to Dick about the war!
There they are.
Sir, I've met yams with more going on upstairs than those two.
He records everything. It's in Rose Mary's desk. He's paranoid.
Max, call the cops. Looks like we got a break-in here.
No, we always do him.
When you rub my stomach... I want to suck your penis
I was wondering what we'll do with his crappy bed, dresser and nightstand.