Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I do not care about Fritz's job. I don't want the job.
I'm just trying to do it like on TV.
They lift up the ball return cover,
Oh, um, hey, Ms. Flint.
I let go of the ball.
CUTTER: All right! FRITZ: Good throw!
You lied to us.
but they have to be the other's butler for a month.
(SNORING)
Oh, hello, Roze. Now, what's this about me not bowling?
What do you say losing team has to, uh...
-Good and the bad? -The good in the bag
-(MONSTERS LAUGHING) -Gary. (SIGHS)
FRITZ: Yay! We did it!
-Well, that makes one of us. -(ALL LAUGHING)
Now what? What's the plan, Tylor?
-Yay for the Wazowskis. -Yes!
the Pinheads forfeit and the Big Wazowskis win.
That didn't come across in the nicknames.
(ALL CHEERING)
-High-five, Gary. -All right.
But, Tylor, can I remind you that we pee-ew stink?
And we're back for more bowling action.
Get out! Where were we?
Heyo!