Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This they call the "nuclear football." With it, one could blow up the world.
[chuckles] It's a beautiful museum.
[clicks tongue] What is wrong with you?
Is anybody there?
Why are you standing in my yard talking
[speaks Quechua]
[Mr. Diabaté gasps, sighs]
[breathing heavily]
We searched a wide radius, but the only lobster currently available is live.
The negative ones,
[chuckles]
[screams] Get off!
[music stops]
Please? We'd feel so much better if you'd hydrate.
[airplane engine whirring]
[fly buzzing]
Get the fuck off me! You fucking freaks!
[operator] Hi, Carol. How may we help you?
Number six is a gentleman from Mauritania.
[grunts, speaks French]
That cute little boy we just met?
There is a child present.
Yeah, that makes sense.
You can all just go wait out on the tarmac.
Oh, honey. No, you don't. You may think you do, but you don't.
But know this, you are traitors.
Family members, beautiful women, pirate lady.
- We can't choose. - Yes, you can.
I did order lobster.
[theme song playing]
If she is your companion…
Yep. Yep, yep, yep.
[sighs]
No.
[Carol sighs]
And to avoid even more bloodshed, we had to accelerate the process.
[Raban] We couldn't be better.
[chuckles]
Helen and I were the only ones who knew.